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As promised here is the first post on the big blog.
I was on someone else's blog recently, and the topic was memories. Most notably, why we remember somethings more than others.
This topic had me pondering why absolutely every single person that I know can always remember their first sexual encounter down to the lighting in the back seat of their Buick Riveria.
Whether good, or horrible, everyone remembers their first piece. That tells me that sex is vital to our existence, even beyond reprodcution. Are our sensory perceptions that acute in our errogenous zones?
Tell me what you think, or just tell me about your first time