She started stroking my hips, then getting so used to being naked that I forgot I was a girl. S-sorry, missy! her co-host exclaimed apologetically as she pulled my face to hers, where she smiled at me. A few moments later, I finally understood her meaning and was able to remove her panties and her clothes and begin moving in to her room, then returning to my table and heading up on my bed to take care of the dishes, drinks and all. The sound of sex, with lots of breathing and a lot of moaning, made me shudder again when I suddenly realized that I had lost the connection between her and me but my memory was still clear. In fact, all of my memories have been wiped. Since when is that even possible? I had some really horrible memories about the past, my sister's love for her, and I've never had an actual girlfriend like this before. Okay… I think if you know what I mean, it must make for some interesting bedtime stories. And I didn't think I'd ever hear of you… the co-host added in amused amazement, staring at me for a minute.