Then, she remembered the last spanking she got from her dad. As she remembered this, she rubbed her bottom. It was as if she, still, felt the burning.5 She would keep that memory, as it taught her to be nice to others.
Her memory took her forward ?to her high school prom6. She remembered the beautiful pink dress that her father had bought her. At the prom, she recognised a boy that she really liked. However, her sister had the same feelings. When her sister saw her looking at that boy, she walked over and (accidentally) spilled chocolate ice cream all over the front of her dress.7 She grabbed that memory and threw it in the trash.
Though her memory started moving through the years, it stopped at meeting her husband. One night, she had gone out with her girlfriends and, upon returning home, there was an insurance salesman there. Her parents introduced them and, when she looked into his eyes, she knew she was in real love. Three months later, they were married.
She went out at night with him, to go to several appointments. She soon realised that most of the late night meetings were with young women. She threw that memory in the trash, too.
About a month later, she told her husband that he needed to stay home and find another job. He did. He became a CPA8. Little did she know that her husband and her puppy love were best of friends.
She, then, began to think of their first child, then becoming a grandmother. She remembered her first diaper change9, too. (Poop.) She still remembered the stink10, held her nose shut, and put that thought in the trash, too. (She had to remember to take the trash out, when this was over.)
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