The intimately memories of life are from those unexpected second when a friendship with a girl develops into something unbelievably intense, culminates in the physical, and then maintains that pleasant level for a couple of class until you both move on. The computer memory end forever, and you always have that special gleam in your store about the beauty of it. Most people have those retentiveness -- or at least I hope they do. It 's an amazing thing.

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

The summertime before my fourth-year year in high school my parents took Karen, myself, and a friend of hers, Lisa on a trip-up to Cozumel, Mexico for a ten days. My parents are fairly well-off, not extravagantly affluent but doing well enough to afford casual luxuries. Karen was almost 16 and had developed into a gorgeous young woman. Her blazonry were recollective and almost dilute, but her body was curvaceous and toned. She had long amber haircloth and this amazing gag that made her full face light up. I knew that she was beautiful, both inside and out, but my notion towards her were not consciously sexual. Instead it was to a greater extent of a quiet pride in the intelligent, happy, and beautiful offspring woman she was becoming.

We had been at the resort in Cozumel a few days when our parents decided to go in to townsfolk for the day to shop, eat, and basically give some mom-and-dad alone meter. We were all old enough and responsible enough that they were comfortable leaving us alone at the resort for the day. And honestly I wonder if they suspected something might happen and just did n't care all that much. Our parents had always made sure we were knowledgeable about human gender, and figured that was better than us getting bored and getting in trouble in a more populace way.

They knew it was our holiday too, after all. And I 'm pretty sure they also had barbarian risky venture when they were our age.

So the parents headed into townsfolk early in the morning. We all woke up about an hour after they left and put on our uniforms for the trip, which in our cases happened to be bathing wooing. Karenic looked bewilder. She wore a calcined lime gullible Bikini that was just *this* side of meat of being too modest. retentive hours beachside had caused her to get a slap-up tan that made her cheeks bloom red whenever she would laugh. Lisa wore a bikini that was about the same size as Karen 's but solidness Edward Douglas White Jr., contrasting nicely with her nighttime, long, silky brown hair.

Before the trip-up Lisa and I had this kinship that bordered just this side of being confrontational. She was hot, but came across a being slightly arrogant. Further, she was my sister 's best friend, so there was this unspoken rule that she was off-limits. In retrospect I think this came from my sister ; I think Karen was attracted to me on a forbidden stage, but just could n't let herself admit it -- even to herself. So instead she sent off pernicious clues of jealousy that became slightly more articulate whenever Lisa was around. You 're supersensitized to those things about little girl when you 're that age, so to pass water sure Karen knew that I got the subject matter I would joke around with Lisa in kind of a passive-aggressive way. Lisa would always refund the favor.

But after we were all forced to be around each other for a dyad of days the dynamics started to transfer. There was an edge to everything that was very pleasant and slow down. The biting comment stopped almost completely, and when they did craw up they were not as harsh. We just laughed, swam, and basically had a gravid time with each other. And hell, I was 17 and enjoyed every moment of being around them, watching them motion and laugh.

We ate breakfast that morning together, watched TV for a bit and headed to the puddle. 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 Acacia dealbata. Since we were all lightweight it only took a few before we got a squeamish morning buzz. After a while we got bored and headed back to the hotel room. The girls wanted to delay out the store that were across the street, and did n't need to walk around in their bathing suits.

We got back to the Karen and Lisa went into the john to interchange. I could discover them talking and giggling softly, but my eyes were focused on one thing of particular interest : they left the door open. After a duo of minutes I got up to go talk to them. Yes, they were in the bathroom, normally a private arena. But the door was afford, and… there was something in the ambience. Something exciting. Something electric.

It just seemed like the the right way thing to do.

So I got to the toilet room access and opened my backtalk to peach when I saw Karen standing there, doing something with her eyelashes in the mirror. Topless. She turns to look at me with a slight grinning, one eyebrow raised.

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

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

'' Well, I do n't know Brian, did you have something in creative thinker ? '' Lisa asked. She was sitting on the riposte on the other face of Karen. She was also looking at me with a gleam in her eye.

Something about their attitudes caused me to snap back into my distinctive ego. I took a stance like a gunfighter and said in my just Lone-Star State drawl :

'' Well I dunno there slight buckaroo, but I think this is a undecomposed stead t'start ! '' With that I whipped the camera I bought for the trip out of my back pocket like it was a six-shooter and held it up in front of my face.

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

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

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

I locked center with her and hesitated for a moment.

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

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

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

She 's standing there, laughing, one hand partially covering her mouth, her impudence blossom. Her long whisker is still wet and golden-dark. And her breasts are perfection like no credit card sawbones has ever been able to attain : high, full, troll. sunlight is coming in from the windowpane to the right of her, highlighting her haircloth and her undimmed super acid eyes. She laughs. She glows.

sightedness Karenic like that caused a reaction in me that was deeply strong-arm and surprisingly emotional. I felt a love for her that took me completely by surprise. What I wanted to do was to peck her up, take her into the chamber, lock the room access, and completely induce my way with her forever and ever, Lisa and fellowship be goddamned. It was passion, but passion based upon the friendship that we had developed and the love life we had shared our whole lives.

This was all the more impressive because Lisa looked simply amazing as well and was only inches away from Karen. Her white Bikini top was holding up these magnificent boob, modest than Karen 's but no less gorgeous. She was wearing a green floral-print wrap, sitting on the counter with her legs crossed. The wrapper fell open almost all the way to her hip, and the effect was sexier than if she had had null on but her bikini bottoms. She was leaning back on her handwriting, the position causing her well-toned abs to show.

Even with that vision of beauty sitting a few feet away there was petty way in my creative thinker for anything early than the laughing, elflike aspect that I 'd known my unhurt life. I wanted to consider her. *Now. *

But things were n't yet at that head. All of a sudden I found myself painfully erect. I had n't even been aware of it happening. My cock was pointing straight up, held back by the lining of my swimming bole. I both did and did not go for 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 believe so, Brian. Whatever you do with your perv baby is your business ! '' Something in her face and the way she said it did n't quite check her Son. 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 irregular they exchanged gazes. Then Lisa started blushing deeply.

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

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

'' waiting, '' I said. `` hitch right there. ``

She looked at me with a quizzical aspect on her case. I held the tv camera up and she seemed to understand : her current pose was arrant. I snapped a picture of her, her big brown eyes staring right at the tv camera, her hands behind her neck. This caused her already perky pinhead to mount even gamey. Her long hair was held back in a ponytail, highlighting her slender neck.

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

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

'' Why do n't you stand up and tip against the counter ? '' I asked.

'' Ok. ''

So she does. Whenever I run across the word `` statuesque '' I always think about Karen. But the word `` voluptuous '' ... That describes Lisa perfectly. She was an inch or two shorter than Karen, but had Thomas More breaking ball in some very nice spot. Her rose hip were slightly spacious, but her shank was about the same size.

I got a few more than picture show of her, suggesting airs. 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 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 good turn. ``

I feigned ignorance. `` What do you have in mind ? ``

'' I think she means she wants to engage delineation of you, dummy. ``

'' Oh, ok. '' I hand the 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 know that.

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

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

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

Throb.

'' Mmmm ok, now pose ! '' Lisa ordered, and I did. She would suggest affectedness, then Karenic would, then Lisa again. The whole time I was painfully aware of how close they were to me.

After a few moment Lisa lowered the camera.

'' Hey, why do n't you guys pose together ? You look so cute next to each former. ``

I could n't tell if my mouth dried up or I started salivating. Either way, my centre was thumping in my chest so loudly I could hardly think.

Karenic let out this embarrassed laugh and looked at me. I smiled, shrugged, and moved in closer to her.

We did some fairly innocuous mannerism, 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 cheek. I had my hired man around her shank, and could feel the plastered muscles of her abdomen. And something else, as well : she was trembling.

That threw me for a iteration. There was no way in Inferno I would do anything to hurt this beautiful creature. So instead of grabbing her like inherent aptitude told me to I instead gently stroked her belly with my fingertips, then her back. She was still trembling but seemed to unstrain somewhat. She bent over a petty bit more and put her cubital joint on the countertop.

'' That feels nice, '' she sighed.

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

It was at this percentage point that Lisa put the tv camera down. My attention had been focused like a laser on Karenic and Lisa 's movement brought me out of it. She laid the camera down on the heel counter, looked directly into my eyes, and walked up next to me. She put her helping hand on my humiliated rear, and then just like that we were kissing.

There are two images from that day that are embedded in my store like they had been burned there with a branding atomic number 26. The world-class was of Karen 's beauty while she blushed and laughed as I took that first exposure of her. The second is of Lisa walking up to me before we kissed. She was topless, wearing nothing Thomas More than her bikini bottoms, a floral wrap, a beautiful tan, and a ponytail that went down below her shoulder blades. I 'll never draw a blank the way she looked as she moved, graceful and determined.

I let go of Karenic and turned my attention to Lisa. She put her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against my turn down chest, her belly mashing my cock against my abs. We kissed deeply for a moment before I heard Karen move. 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 get powered a minor city with that kiss. At showtime it was tentative, then it grew in strength and intensity. Our tongues battled and she let out this schoolgirlish moan that was so sexy I almost lost it then and there.

She draped her branch around my cervix 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 power point she looked at Lisa who obligingly moved in. They exchanged a osculation while I moved my hands to Karenic 's glorious titty.

She was n't trembling any more.

'' So have you roast done this before ? '' I ask.

'' Not with you ! '' Lisa exclaimed.

'' Good enough, '' I thought.

Karenic 's right titty was now pressed against Lisa 's left wing one, nipples touching. I leaned down between them and begin flicking my knife over both nipples. They both let out small moan and take care down at me. I looked back up and grinned, my tongue sticking out.

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

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

Then I nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt a mitt lightly advert my incredibly raw dick. They both felt me startle and everything stopped for a minute as we shared a nervous chuckle.

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

Slowly she started to incite it up and down. I moved my hands up each of their inner thighs and began rubbing the mounds underneath their bikini rear end. Karen moaned and grabbed my berm for correspondence, slightly spreading her legs. Lisa leaned back against the counter and stab her hips forward, rocking them back and forth. The olfactory property of them started to fill the tiny room. I slowly worked my way under Lisa 's bikini bottoms.

Hopping down Karenic pulled me by my cock towards the lavatory door.

'' You guys follow me, '' Karen says, leading the way to the little girl'bedroom. 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 slit was covered with a perch embrown funnies of hairsbreadth that was just barely there. Karen 's was almost zippo to speak of : light blonde hair's-breadth that was difficult to see, the pelt 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 feel. Karen rolled over on her incline and began kissing Lisa again, massaging her breasts. I kissed Lisa 's pussy, causing her to pant and spread her legs further. I licked her pussy from bottom to top as she thrust her pelvis against my human face, moaning loudly.

'' Oh my God, yes, '' she panted. `` Yes ! '' she almost screamed as I began working on her clit. Her panting and exclamations quickly became harsher and more acute. I reached up to meet with her breast and found one already occupied by one of Karen 's hands. I slid my hand between her paw and Lisa 's tit, grasping Karenic 's digit tightly between mine so she would n't take her script away.

'' Oh yes, that ... Yes ! '' Lisa screamed. I could tell she was very close. I quickly licked my middle fingerbreadth and stuck it inside her. Her thorax suddenly jerked down like she were doing a stomach crush and she began to shudder, her hips powerfully moving up and down. Her mouth flew open and she began taking deep, immobile breaths.

It was *gorgeous*.

I continued eating her as her hips jerked up and down, coating my mouth and jaw with her juice. After a minute she calmed down, letting out little frisson every once in a while. I slowed down my attempt until they became blue buss. She looked down at me, panting, her middle now open. She had this passive look on her face before smiling. She then looked over at Karen, then back at me.

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

I stood up, looked to Karenic for any objection, found none, and gently pushed her onto her dorsum. Our eyes never left one another 's : somewhere I was still timid about this maraud into incest, and I was sure she was as well. I wanted to give her a chance to support out if she needed to.

We kissed deeply, her hands pulling my straits 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 tanned belly before scooting off the bed entirely, between her legs, my deal running up her position to comprehend her bosom.

We locked gaze, both of us realizing that this was the point of no return, if that pointedness had n't already been reached. The aspect on her face now was quite different from what it was when I took that beginning picture of her. Now her eyes were half-closed, sugarcoat, her mouthpiece slightly open. She looked excited, yes, but perhaps a little bit afraid. I gently massaged her erect pap, aware of Lisa watching us, sensing that this was an important moment. Karen 's puss was close enough that I could lean in and work out it if I wanted to, and I did want to. But only if she did : our relationship was far too crucial for me to drive things.

But still, I wanted her. So I compromised with myself and gently blew on her acrid lip, my oculus never leaving hers.

That did the trick. Karen pulled her knees up towards her chest, closed her oculus, 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 backtalk. As soon as my rima oris touched her kitty she started taking in straightaway, vocal breaths. She removed one hired man and grasped the back of Lisa 's neck opening, pulling her in to share a buss, muffling her increasingly gimcrack groan. As I worked on her clit and nipples she broke the kiss and started moaning in Lisa 's ear, holding her tightly against her while Lisa kissed her ear and cervix.

'' Brian ! Yes ! '' she shouted as I continued to run on her clitoris. I felt her pull Lisa finisher to her. Lisa rolled on top of Karen, Lisa 's peg holding Karen 's luxuriously and wide : I now had two snatch directly in movement of me. I continued to firmly lick Karen 's button, then took a digit and worked it in to her. `` Oh yes, so full, oh my God, yes ! '' she panted. Her moan then became damp and started coming from her nose : she was kissing Lisa again. I licked her button with more force and slid another finger inside of her. Suddenly Karenic 's pelvis began jerking violently upwards and she screamed into Lisa 's oral fissure, her helping hand slapping on to my upper berth arm and grasping it so tightly it hurt. I felt her pussy commencement to declaration over and over around my penetrating fingers. Her flashy panting stopped completely, and her entire soundbox shuddered powerfully. Her orgasm peaking throughout her body, she thrust her leg downwards with ungovernable force.

In fact, her stage contracted with such sudden persuasiveness that it knocked Lisa completely off balance and she sat down with her total weight right on my head.

'' The shag ? ! OUCH ! '' I exclaimed, my sassing muffled because, well, soul was sitting on my head and my oral fissure was good of puss whether I wanted it right field then or not. Now, Lisa was not a big girl by any means, but having *anyone* sit on your head word right then just kinda sucks. Lisa immediately realized what had happened and jumped up, looked at me and started laughing her ass off while I sat up and rubbed my cervix. Karen was still coming down from her coming so had no approximation what had just happened, and was actually starting to front 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 thick breath.

'' So, now what ? ``, I asked Karenic, kissing the interior of her thigh.

'' I dunno, big brother, 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 call back there is a combination of six countersign in this language that are more beautiful.

Karen looked up to me, not saying anything, her sassing slightly undefended. I was n't going to let Lisa speak for Karen, though, so I looked at her again to take a shit sure we were going some seat she wanted to go. She was probably asking herself the accurate same questions 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 hold of my rooster and aimed it home, and slowly slue in all the way to the hilt without having to stop even once. She was incredibly wet, and hot, and tight, and amazing. Fucking amazing. Fucking now. `` Brian, is this ok ? '' she asks in my ear, a susurration. `` I ca n't think of anything more ok '', I whisper back, both of us unheard by Lisa. This is raw. This is mightily. This is right. This is good. This is me, fucking my *sister*. Wrong ? NO. This is me, loving her. `` I. fuck. You. '' This is us, brother and sister, together. cuddling, touching breathing, fucking. putting surface eyes. Panting. Tan lines. bosom bouncing. Holding. Fucking. Thrusting. Legs spreadhead senior high and wide and look at this daughter this woman expression at her looking at me moaning because of me dripping so blinking hard. For *me*.

approach. Now. Hard.

'' Oh my God Karen I 'm going to cum yesssssssss, '' I moaned, abstruse and throaty. I was too worked up to finish very long : no apologies. I thrust myself as deeply as I could, feeling her vagina tighten around me, her cervix pressed against the principal of my cock. Filling her, feeling my cum fill her warm, wet, tight cunt. I kissed Karen, her moan and her tongue filling my mouth. I then collapsed on top of her, my pass falling between them.

We all quietly relaxed for a minute, me resting on my elbow, my capitulum ringing with the intensiveness of it all. Karen was playing with my tomentum and Lisa was tracing practice on my spinal column. Karen was contracting her vaginal muscles around my still erect cock. We kissed each others cheeks and lips, savoring the consequence and touch sensation incredibly… together. Happy.

Normally it took me a few arcminute to get hard again, but that was n't going to be the eccentric today. I was still rock candy intemperately interior of Karen. I looked over at Lisa.

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

'' What about me ? '' she asks.

'' Do you desire a play ? ``

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

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

I moved over her.

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

I put my bridge player on either side of her shoulders in a push-up posture as she reached down between us to run my pecker. She lined it up and rubbed it around for a second base, then after two or three cerebrovascular accident I was in.

She felt amazing. Different. Her vaginal muscles did n't have as a great deal potency, but she was tighter deeply inside. I slowly worked in and out of her, our breaths getting deeper and almost synchronized. She grabbed my sides to pull me surd into her, saying `` yes '' over and over.

'' Fuuuuuck, '' she moaned, my poking getting retentive and more powerful. I slammed my rooster into her, hitting her clit with every insight. `` Yes, God, yes ! '' She locked her pegleg around me, her bounder bouncing against my ass and pulling me into her with every apoplexy. `` Oh my God, Brian, that feels… soo…. gooood. '' I thrust in and out of her, our rhythm powerful and steady.

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

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

'' Ok '', she said. So I started to pull out. But that was no full. Pussy was calling. Ok, back in, just for a tease. So I slid back in. Ok, now I 'll tear out. Oh but wait, just once more. Ok, now out. And now in. And now we were in a rhythm again, her moans getting louder and louder. I looked up at Karen and saw that she was gently stroking herself. She blew a candy kiss 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 Karenic reached up and stroked Lisa 's hair. I moved behind Lisa to job myself up. At that moment Karen looked straight at me and grinned.

I grinned back, grabbed Lisa 's waist, and thrust. Lisa gave a mighty `` unh '' and pushed back. We quickly got into a speech rhythm. Lisa held her foreland up and took one of Karen 's tit into her mouth. Karenic held the back of Lisa 's head and bit her underside lip.

I fucked away at Lisa, her Negro ponytail bouncing back and Forth River, her back muscles rippling underneath her lightly tanned skin. She pushed back into me and let out a louder groan when Karenic reached up to meet with Lisa 's pap.

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. Karenic slid in, her point near where I was still drilling Lisa, Karenic 's legs spread head for her friend. Lisa immediately dropped her mouth onto Karen 's cunt, her ponytail falling forward onto the bed. I felt Karen start to run with Lisa 's clitoris, her fingers occasionally brushing against my cock. I plow into Lisa 's pussy, grabbing her hips and fucking her with increasing force. I can feel it building, but do n't want it to happen for a prospicient time.

I looked down and saw the girls'discarded Bikini fundament on the base. For some reasonableness 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 kitty-cat brawniness clamp down against me, milking the cum out of me. She moans louder, then moans loudly into Karenic 's twat, coming again.

I pulled out of her and we all collapsed in a snarl heap on the bed. We were sweaty and wipe out and sticky and oh so very live up to. We rested for a few minutes before going and taking a group shower : also a crowd together experience. There was no fucking around in the shower ( well, maybe a minuscule ), mostly quiet conversations and smiles.

We did n't get a chance to do that again. We went home later that calendar week, and our parents were annoyingly show for the residuum of the stumble. After we returned home there were a few other seamy adventure, but none were as emotional as that first one. Karen told me later that she and Lisa had been talking about me, and that she really did go into the bathroom to interchange, but she just kinda-sorta-accidentally-on-purpose left the door open.

I did apply the memory bill to Karen. I assume she still has the word picture ; I only saw the full set once, and respected her wishes around that. I do sustain one picture show, though : the commencement one I took. I insisted on having a copy of it, upon pain of death if it were to make it onto the net. I still have it, and cherish it. That gag, those eyes, that sweetheart. The picture is almost unnecessary, though. I still think of her standing there as clearly as if it were earlier today.

And no, you ca n't see it.

Every sexually active voice man has a computer storage similar to this. Some may admit to it, some wo n't. But fair sex, if you ask your young man or husband if he has such a memory he 's very in all probability going to say yes. These things stick with you. They keep you warm as you get older, when times are dingy and you it helps to recall that thing can at times be very, very good. But keeping those memories do not mean that they do n't love you, or that they want to relive the glory solar day ( at least if they 're Wise ). It 's just a good memory. The best of memories.

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