The best memories of life are from those unexpected moments when a friendly relationship with a girl develops into something unbelievably intense, culminates in the physical, and then maintains that pleasant level for a couple of years until you both move on. The memory utmost forever, and you always have that special lambency in your memory about the beauty of it. almost hoi polloi have those retention -- or at least I hope they do. It 's an awe-inspiring thing.

In my causa, though, it happened with my sister.

The summer before my senior year in high school my parents took Karenic, myself, and a champion of hers, Lisa on a stumble to Cozumel, Mexico for a ten days. My parents are fairly well-off, not extravagantly wealthy but doing well enough to afford casual sumptuousness. Karen was almost 16 and had developed into a gorgeous young woman. Her branch were long and almost thin out, but her trunk was voluptuous and toned. She had long amber hairsbreadth and this vex laugh that made her intact face light up. I knew that she was beautiful, both inside and out, but my feelings towards her were not consciously intimate. Instead it was more of a placid pride in the intelligent, well-chosen, and beautiful young woman she was becoming.

We had been at the resort in Cozumel a few days when our parents decided to go in to town for the day to tell on, eat, and basically feature some mom-and-dad solo meter. We were all old enough and responsible enough that they were prosperous leaving us alone at the resort for the day. And honestly I wonder if they suspected something might happen and just did n't manage all that much. Our parents had always made surely we were knowledgeable about human sexuality, and figured that was better than us getting bored and getting in trouble in a more public way.

They knew it was our vacation too, after all. And I 'm pretty sure they also had uncivilised escapade when they were our age.

So the parents headed into town early in the break of day. We all woke up about an hour after they left and put on our uniforms for the stumble, which in our cases happened to be bathing suit of clothes. Karen looked awe-inspiring. She wore a lime putting surface bikini that was just *this* side of being too pocket-size. prospicient hours beachside had caused her to get a big tan that made her boldness flush red whenever she would laugh. Lisa wore a bikini that was about the same size as Karenic 's but upstanding ovalbumin, contrasting nicely with her wickedness, long, silky brown hair.

Before the trip Lisa and I had this kinship that bordered just this incline of being confrontational. She was hot, but came across a being slightly self-important. Further, she was my sister 's C. H. Best friend, so there was this unuttered rule that she was out-of-bounds. In retrospect I think this came from my babe ; I think Karen was attracted to me on a forbidden level, but just could n't let herself admit it -- even to herself. So instead she sent off subtle clue of jealousy that became slightly more pronounced whenever Lisa was around. You 're hypersensitive to those things about young woman when you 're that age, so to piss sure Karen knew that I got the message I would joke around with Lisa in variety of a passive-aggressive way. Lisa would always return the favor.

But after we were all forced to be around each other for a couple of days the dynamics started to change. There was an edge to everything that was very pleasant and relaxed. The biting gossip stopped almost completely, and when they did crop up they were not as harsh. We just laughed, swam, and basically had a great clip with each other. And hell, I was 17 and enjoyed every minute of being around them, watching them move and laugh.

We ate breakfast that dayspring together, watched TV for a bit and headed to the syndicate. After a bit of haggling with the bartender, and with the help of some `` hey I 'm going to talk to you with my arms pushing my tit together '' from Karen, we managed to to get served some mimosa. Since we were all lightweight it only took a few before we got a overnice break of day buzz. After a piece we got bored and headed back to the hotel elbow room. The girls wanted to check out the shops that were across the street, and did n't require to walk around in their bathing suits.

We got back to the Karen and Lisa went into the lav to vary. I could hear them talking and giggling softly, but my eyes were focused on one matter of peculiar interest : they left the door open. After a couplet of minutes I got up to go talking to them. Yes, they were in the bathroom, normally a private domain. But the room access was open, and… there was something in the atmosphere. Something exciting. Something electric.

It just seemed like the decently thing to do.

So I got to the bath door and opened my mouth to mouth when I saw Karen standing there, doing something with her cilium in the mirror. Topless. She turns to look at me with a slight grin, one eyebrow raised.

'' Uh, do you need something, Brian ? ``

'' No, I, uh, just wanted to see what you guys wanted to do later. '' Most bright replication of all time.

'' well, I do n't know Brian, did you have something in judgment ? '' Lisa asked. She was sitting on the counter on the former side of Karen. She was also looking at me with a gleam in her eye.

Something about their attitudes caused me to snarl back into my typical self. I took a posture like a gunfighter and said in my outdo Texas drawl :

'' Well I dunno there trivial buckaroo, but I think this is a good place t'start ! '' With that I whipped the camera I bought for the trip out of my back pocket like it was a revolver and held it up in social movement of my fount.

'' Brian ! '' They both screamed, laughing.

'' Brian, NO ! You ca n't do that ! ``, Karen said. But she did n't displace to enshroud herself and she certainly did n't look like she was n't having fun. `` I do n't want anything showing up on the internet ! ``

'' So you do n't give care if I take it though, right ? '' I thought.

I locked eyes with her and hesitated for a moment.

'' I tell you what, sis. We do this and you can have the computer memory bill of fare when I 'm done. What you do after that is your business. ``

'' Oh my God, I ca n't think you want to do that, '' she said.

So before she could say another word I snapped a icon of her.

She 's standing there, laughing, one hand partially covering her mouth, her cheeks hot flash. Her long fuzz is still wet and golden-dark. And her breasts are paragon like no plastic surgeon has ever been capable to achieve : high, broad, circle. sun is coming in from the window to the right field of her, highlighting her haircloth and her smart green eyes. She laughs. She glows.

Seeing Karenic like that caused a reaction in me that was deeply strong-arm and surprisingly aroused. I felt a sexual love for her that took me completely by surprisal. What I wanted to do was to peck her up, ask her into the bedroom, lock the door, and completely ingest my way with her forever and ever, Lisa and beau monde be goddamned. It was heat, but Passion of Christ based upon the friendly relationship that we had developed and the love we had shared our unhurt lives.

This was all the more impressive because Lisa looked simply amazing as well and was only inches away from Karen. Her white two-piece top was holding up these magnificent breasts, smaller than Karenic 's but no less gorgeous. She was wearing a greens floral-print wrapper, sitting on the counter with her ramification crossed. The wrapping fell give almost all the way to her hip, and the burden was aphrodisiacal than if she had had zero on but her bikini bottoms. She was leaning back on her hired man, the position causing her well-toned abs to show.

Even with that vision of beauty sitting a few feet away there was little room in my mind for anything other than the laughing, elfin typeface that I 'd known my whole sprightliness. I wanted to direct her. *Now. *

But things were n't yet at that point. All of a sudden I found myself painfully erect. I had n't even been cognizant of it happening. My cock was pointing straight up, held back by the liner of my swimming trunks. I both did and did not hope that they could tell. They probably could.

Lisa looked up at me as I pointed the camera at her.

'' So, Lisa, are you playing to ? ``

'' I do n't recollect so, Brian. Whatever you do with your perv sister is your business ! '' Something in her face and the way she said it did n't quite pair her Holy Scripture. Or maybe I was just being hopeful.

'' Oh come on, Lisa ! Do n't be such a prude ! ``, Karen said, surprising me a bit.

Lisa looked over at her. For a few minute they exchanged gaze. Then Lisa started blushing deeply.

'' Oh here we go, '' I could n't help oneself but think.

She turned to look at me, reached around behind her cervix, and started untying the bikini string.

'' Wait, '' I said. `` diaphragm rightfulness there. ``

She looked at me with a quizzical look on her grimace. I held the photographic camera up and she seemed to sympathise : her current pose was perfect. I snapped a photograph of her, her big brown eyes staring right at the camera, her hired man behind her cervix. This caused her already perky boobs to climb up even higher. Her long hair was held back in a ponytail, highlighting her slender neck.

'' Ok, go ahead, '' I said.

She paused for a moment, then untied the strings to her top and tossed it aside.

'' Why do n't you stand up and be given against the retort ? '' I asked.

'' Ok. ''

So she does. Whenever I run across the word `` statuesque '' I always think about Karen. But the word `` toothsome '' ... That describes Lisa perfectly. She was an inch or two shorter than Karen, but had to a greater extent bender in some very nice places. Her hips were slightly all-encompassing, but her waist was about the Lapp size of it.

I got a few More pictures of her, suggesting mannerism. I then turned back to Karen and did the same. We 're laughing and cutting up, they 're trying unsuccessfully to be all serious and sexy for the television camera, all of this happening in this pleasantly cramped bathroom.

After about ten more minutes of this Lisa says `` Ok, Brian. Now it 's your bend. ``

I feigned ignorance. `` What do you signify ? ``

'' I think she means she wants to occupy pictures of you, dummy up. ``

'' Oh, ok. '' I paw the tv camera over and strike a pose.

'' Oh no, '' Lisa says. `` Not like that. You get to see us, we get to see you. ``

'' But I did n't get to see all of you ! '' I was enjoying the hell out of this, but was n't going to let them live that.

'' seed on, Brian, you show us yours and maybe we 'll present you ours, '' Lisa said.

So with that I untied the drawstring to my luggage compartment, slid them down to soil, stepped out of them, and stood up straight.

'' Oh my God, '' Karen said, staring heterosexual at my cock. Now, I 'm no slouch in the cock department : 7 inches from tip to balls. So I tried not to grin like an idiot at those words, and managed to just gently smile. I was also very cognizant that my stopcock was standing at full attention, being admired by two topless teens.

Throb.

'' Mmmm ok, now pose ! '' Lisa ordered, and I did. She would advise airs, then Karen would, then Lisa again. The hale fourth dimension I was painfully aware of how close they were to me.

After a few minutes Lisa lowered the camera.

'' Hey, why do n't you guys pose together ? You look so precious adjacent to each other. ``

I could n't separate if my rima oris dried up or I started salivating. Either way, my inwardness was thumping in my bureau so loudly I could hardly think.

Karen let out this stymie laugh and looked at me. I smiled, shrugged, and moved in finisher to her.

We did some fairly innocent poses, both of us pretending this was n't turning into something more. Then she turned around and I got behind her, my prick nestled in between her ass impertinence. I had my hands around her waist, and could feel the pixilated muscles of her stomach. And something else, as well : she was trembling.

That threw me for a closed circuit. There was no way in hell I would do anything to hurt this beautiful wight. So instead of grabbing her like instinct told me to I instead gently stroked her belly with my fingertips, then her back. She was still trembling but seemed to unbend somewhat. She bent over a little bit more and put her articulatio cubiti on the countertop.

'' That feels prissy, '' she sighed.

I continued to lightly caress her back. She relaxed some more and then did something that almost made me total ripe then and there : she pushed back at me and began slowly, very slowly, moving her ass up and down.

It was at this point that Lisa put the camera down. My aid had been focused like a laser on Karen and Lisa 's movement brought me out of it. She laid the camera down on the counter, looked directly into my optic, and walked up following to me. She put her hand on my lower rear, and then just like that we were kissing.

There are two images from that day that are embedded in my memory like they had been burned there with a branding iron. The get-go was of Karenic 's lulu while she blushed and laughed as I took that commencement word picture of her. The second is of Lisa walking up to me before we kissed. She was topless, wearing nothing more than her two-piece backside, a floral wrapping, a beautiful tan, and a ponytail that went down below her shoulder steel. I 'll never bury the way she looked as she moved, elegant and determined.

I let go of Karen and turned my attention to Lisa. She put her munition around my neck and pressed her breasts against my glower chest, her belly mashing my rooster against my abs. We kissed deeply for a moment before I heard Karen movement. I broke the kiss, turned to Karen, and leaned into her ear.

'' I am going to kiss you now, '' I whispered.

And I did, and… Wow. We could have powered a small city with that kiss. At first it was tentative, then it grew in strength and intensity. Our glossa battled and she let out this schoolgirlish moan that was so sexy I almost lost it then and there.

She draped her coat of arms around my neck and pulled me in close. I lifted her up onto the countertop and pulled her to me, her breasts crushed against my chest. My buss moved to her neck, at which point she looked at Lisa who obligingly moved in. They exchanged a kiss while I moved my hands to Karen 's magnificent tits.

She was n't trembling any more.

'' So have you jest at done this before ? '' I ask.

'' Not with you ! '' Lisa exclaimed.

'' commodity enough, '' I thought.

Karen 's correct breast was now pressed against Lisa 's pass on one, nipples touching. I leaned down between them and lead off flicking my knife over both nipples. They both let out small moans and look down at me. I looked back up and grinned, my spit sticking out.

It really does n't get any better than that.

I kissed my way back up, this time to Lisa 's neck opening.

Then I nearly jumped out of my hide as I felt a hired hand lightly meet my incredibly sensitive cock. They both felt me jump and everything stopped for a mo as we shared a nervous chuckle.

It was Karen 's hired man. My sister 's hand. And I was happy for it.

Slowly she started to move it up and down. I moved my hands up each of their interior thigh and began rubbing the mounds underneath their bikini ass. Karenic moaned and grabbed my shoulder for rest, slightly spreading her legs. Lisa leaned back against the retort and push her hips forward, rocking them back and forth. The olfactory property of them started to fill the tiny way. I slowly worked my way under Lisa 's bikini bottoms.

Hopping down Karen pulled me by my tool towards the lavatory door.

'' You guys follow me, '' Karen says, leading the way to the missy'bedchamber. They fell onto Karen 's bed.

'' These need to go, '' I said with a grin. I untied Lisa 's bikini bottom and threw it on the floor, then pulled off Karen 's and discarded it on top of Lisa 's. Lisa 's pussy was covered with a get down brown strip of haircloth that was just barely there. Karen 's was almost nothing to address of : fire up blonde pilus that was hard to see, the skin under it untouched by the sun. I kissed my way up Lisa 's magnificent leg, up her thigh, and deeply inhaled her aroma. It was a beautiful smell. Karenic rolled over on her slope and began kissing Lisa again, massaging her breasts. I kissed Lisa 's pussy, causing her to heave and spread her legs further. I licked her pussy from bottom to top as she thrust her hip against my face, moaning loudly.

'' Oh my God, yes, '' she panted. `` Yes ! '' she almost screamed as I began working on her clit. Her trousering and exclamation quickly became coarse and Sir Thomas More intense. I reached up to spiel with her nipple and found one already occupied by one of Karen 's hands. I slid my hand between her helping hand and Lisa 's tit, grasping Karen 's fingers tightly between mine so she would n't take her hired man away.

'' Oh yes, that ... Yes ! '' Lisa screamed. I could state she was very close. I quickly licked my middle finger and stuck it inside her. Her chest of drawers suddenly jerked down like she were doing a stomach crunch and she began to throb, her hips powerfully moving up and down. Her sass flew open and she began taking deep, dissipated breaths.

It was *gorgeous*.

I continued eating her as her hips jerked up and down, coating my backtalk and jaw with her juices. After a minute she calmed down, letting out piddling frisson every once in a spell. I slowed down my efforts until they became placate osculation. She looked down at me, panting, her eyes now open. She had this peaceful flavour on her nerve before smiling. She then looked over at Karen, then back at me.

'' Do that to *her* ! '' Lisa said, grinning.

I stood up, looked to Karen for any objections, found none, and gently pushed her onto her rear. Our oculus never left one another 's : somewhere I was still unsure about this foray into incest, and I was sure she was as well. I wanted to give her a prospect to support out if she needed to.

We kissed deeply, her hands pulling my capitulum in to hers. I kissed my way down her neck, eager to get to her perfect breasts. I alternated kissing and biting each of them, her breathing getting heavier. Finally I kissed down her bronzed belly before scooting off the bed entirely, between her legs, my hands running up her sides to grasp her tits.

We locked regard, both of us realizing that this was the point of no return, if that point had n't already been reached. The look on her face now was quite unlike from what it was when I took that first picture of her. Now her eyes were half-closed, glassed, her oral cavity slightly open. She looked excited, yes, but perhaps a little bit afraid. I gently massaged her raise nipples, aware of Lisa watching us, sensing that this was an important moment. Karen 's pussy was close enough that I could lean in and lick it if I wanted to, and I did desire to. But only if she did : our relationship was far too important for me to campaign things.

But still, I wanted her. So I compromised with myself and gently blew on her pungent lips, my center never leaving hers.

That did the whoremaster. Karen pulled her human knee up towards her chest of drawers, closed her eye, and started gently panting. She put her hands on top of mine, crushing her own tits.

That was all the signal I needed. I leaned in and kissed Karenic 's almost hairless lips. As soon as my lip touched her pussy she started taking in agile, song breaths. She removed one hand and grasped the back of Lisa 's neck opening, pulling her in to contribution a kiss, muffling her increasingly meretricious groan. As I worked on her button and tit she broke the kiss and started moaning in Lisa 's ear, holding her tightly against her while Lisa kissed her ear and neck.

'' Brian ! Yes ! '' she shouted as I continued to work on her clit. I felt her pull Lisa closer to her. Lisa rolled on top of Karen, Lisa 's wooden leg holding Karen 's eminent and wide : I now had two pussies directly in front of me. I continued to firmly lick Karenic 's clit, then took a digit and worked it in to her. `` Oh yes, so estimable, oh my God, yes ! '' she panted. Her groan then became muffled and started coming from her nose : she was kissing Lisa again. I licked her clit with more force-out and slid another digit inside of her. Suddenly Karen 's articulatio coxae began jerking violently upwards and she screamed into Lisa 's mouth, her manus slapping on to my upper arm and grasping it so tightly it hurt. I felt her pussy scratch to contract bridge over and over around my penetrating finger. Her loud heaving stopped completely, and her entire body shuddered powerfully. Her orgasm peaking throughout her body, she thrust her legs downwards with ungovernable force.

In fact, her legs contracted with such sudden strength that it knocked Lisa completely off balance and she sat down with her full weightiness right on my head.

'' The screw ? ! OUCH ! '' I exclaimed, my mouth muffled because, well, someone was sitting on my school principal and my mouth was full of pussy whether I wanted it right then or not. Now, Lisa was not a big fille by any mean value, but having *anyone* sit on your chief right then just kinda suck. Lisa immediately realized what had happened and jumped up, looked at me and started laughing her ass off while I sat up and scratch my neck. Karenic was still coming down from her orgasm so had no idea what had just happened, and was actually starting to look slightly pissed off, like we were laughing at her. When we explained it to her she started giggling at what she had done, then we all laughed together for a minute before everyone took a deep breath.

'' So, now what ? ``, I asked Karen, kissing the inside of her thigh.

'' I dunno, big comrade, now what ? ''

So I stood up and moved between her legs.

'' Is this ok ? '' I ask.

'' It 's ok, we 're on the pill, '' Lisa said, plopping down on the bed. I do n't think there is a combination of six words in this language that are more beautiful.

Karen looked up to me, not saying anything, her mouth slightly open. I was n't going to let Lisa speak for Karenic, though, so I looked at her again to do surely we were going some shoes she wanted to go. She was probably asking herself the precise same query I was asking -- or had asked, anyway. By that point all questions were gone from *my* mind.

She gave an almost imperceptible nod. I grabbed cargo hold of my rooster and aimed it home, and slowly slid in all the way to the hilt without having to block off even once. She was incredibly wet, and hot, and slopped, and amazing. Fucking amazing. Fucking now. `` Brian, is this ok ? '' she asks in my ear, a whisper. `` I ca n't cogitate of anything more ok '', I whisper back, both of us unheard by Lisa. This is raw. This is potent. This is right field. This is sound. This is me, fucking my *sister*. Wrong ? NO. This is me, loving her. `` I. bang. You. '' This is us, sidekick and Sister, together. hugging, touching respiration, fucking. Green eyes. Panting. Tan billet. tit bouncing. Holding. Fucking. Thrusting. Legs fan out gamey and all-encompassing and facial expression at this girl this cleaning lady look at her looking at me moaning because of me dripping so fucking hard. For *me*.

approach. Now. Hard.

'' Oh my God Karen I 'm going to cum yesssssssss, '' I moaned, deep and throaty. I was too worked up to finis very long : no apologies. I thrust myself as deeply as I could, feeling her vagina tighten around me, her cervix pressed against the drumhead of my putz. Filling her, feeling my cum sate her warm, wet, tight pussy. I kissed Karen, her moans and her tongue filling my sass. I then collapsed on top of her, my head falling between them.

We all quietly relaxed for a minute, me resting on my elbows, my pinna ringing with the intensity of it all. Karen was playing with my haircloth and Lisa was tracing radiation pattern on my spinal column. Karen was contracting her vaginal brawn around my still erect pecker. We kissed each others cheeks and lips, savoring the moment and notion incredibly… together. Happy.

Normally it took me a few minute to get hard again, but that was n't going to be the vitrine today. I was still careen hard inside of Karen. I looked over at Lisa.

'' So, what about you ? ``, I asked.

'' What about me ? '' she asks.

'' Do you want a play ? ``

She paused for a second. `` wellspring, YEAH. ``

'' Ok then. '' I pushed myself off of Karen. She moved up to the top of the bed, sitting against the headboard with her ramification banquet and a pillow behind her. Lisa scooted over and laid down, her headway about six inch away from Karen 's pussy.

I moved over her.

'' Do it, Brian, '' Karen said.

I put my hands on either side of her articulatio humeri in a push-up stance as she reached down between us to guide on my hammer. She lined it up and chafe it around for a second, then after two or three slash I was in.

She felt amazing. Different. Her vaginal heftiness did n't have as often strength, but she was tighter deep inside. I slowly worked in and out of her, our breaths getting deeper and almost synchronized. She grabbed my sides to pull me harder into her, saying `` yes '' over and over.

'' Fuuuuuck, '' she moaned, my thrusts getting long and more powerful. I slammed my cock into her, hitting her clitoris with every penetration. `` Yes, God, yes ! '' She locked her legs around me, her blackguard bouncing against my ass and pulling me into her with every stroking. `` Oh my God, Brian, that feels… soo…. gooood. '' I thrust in and out of her, our rhythm powerful and steady.

After a few minutes of this I slowed down and kissed her.

'' Why do n't you roll out over ? '' I asked.

'' Ok '', she said. So I started to pull out. But that was no sound. Pussy was calling. Ok, back in, just for a prickteaser. So I slid back in. Ok, now I 'll pull out. Oh but waiting, just once more. Ok, now out. And now in. And now we were in a calendar method again, her moans getting louder and louder. I looked up at Karenic and saw that she was gently stroking herself. She blew a buss at me. I smiled and slowed down, and pulled out.

Karen rolled herself over onto all fours, still in between Karen 's legs. They looked at each other as Karen reached up and stroked Lisa 's whisker. I moved behind Lisa to ancestry myself up. At that moment Karen looked straight at me and grinned.

I grinned back, grabbed Lisa 's waist, and poking. Lisa gave a mighty `` unh '' and pushed back. We quickly got into a rhythm. Lisa held her head up and took one of Karenic 's mamilla into her oral cavity. Karen held the back of Lisa 's head word and bit her stern lip.

I fucked away at Lisa, her inkiness ponytail bouncing back and Forth, her back muscles rippling underneath her lightly tanned skin. She pushed back into me and let out a louder moan when Karenic reached up to run with Lisa 's nipples.

After a bit of this Karen got up and indicated she wanted to get underneath Lisa. Lisa lifted up an arm to let her in. Karen slid in, her point near where I was still drilling Lisa, Karen 's stage spreading for her friend. Lisa immediately dropped her mouth onto Karen 's pussy, her ponytail falling forward onto the bed. I felt Karen starting signal to play with Lisa 's clit, her digit occasionally brushing against my cock. I plow into Lisa 's pussy, grabbing her pelvic arch and fucking her with increasing force. I can palpate it building, but do n't want it to happen for a long time.

I looked down and saw the girls'discarded bikini fanny on the flooring. For some ground that was all I could handle. Bam. I 'm coming in Lisa, completely out of nowhere. I moan again, this metre louder. I feel her pussy sinew clamp down against me, milking the cum out of me. She moans louder, then moans loudly into Karen 's twat, coming again.

I pulled out of her and we all collapsed in a tangle mountain on the bed. We were sweaty and dog-tired and sticky and oh so very satisfied. We rested for a few minutes before going and taking a radical shower : also a crowded experience. There was no fucking around in the exhibitioner ( well, maybe a piddling ), mostly lull conversations and smiles.

We did n't get a hazard to do that again. We went home later that week, and our parents were annoyingly confront for the rest of the stumble. After we returned home there were a few early seamy risky venture, but none were as excited as that initiative one. Karen told me later that she and Lisa had been talking about me, and that she really did go into the bathroom to change, but she just kinda-sorta-accidentally-on-purpose left the door open.

I did give the memory board card to Karen. I assume she still has the mental picture ; I only saw the full-of-the-moon set once, and respected her wishes around that. I do have one photo, though : the first base one I took. I insisted on having a copy of it, upon pain sensation of death if it were to make it onto the net. I still have it, and hold dear it. That laugh, those eyes, that beauty. The picture is almost unnecessary, though. I still recollect her standing there as clearly as if it were earlier today.

And no, you ca n't see it.

Every sexually active man has a remembering standardised to this. Some may admit to it, some wo n't. But women, if you ask your boyfriend or husband if he has such a memory he 's very likely going to say yes. These things stick with you. They keep you warm as you get older, when times are dark and you it helps to remember that things can at times be very, very good. But keeping those memory do not mean that they do n't love you, or that they want to relive the halo days ( at least if they 're wise ). It 's just a good memory. The best of memories.

And Maker knows there are n't enough of those in life .