What she knows

Regina starts talking quickly filling you in on what she knows, "Well John before you became the man who fucked me so hard I won't be able to sit down for a week, you told me that you worked for the government. You would just show up for a few days, and then you would be gone again, sometimes for a week, sometimes longer, but never as long as you have been gone this time. Some big guys trying to look inconspicuous, but failing badly at it, came around after you had been gone for a month, maybe a little longer. They asked me a bunch of questions with hard looks in their eyes, but I didn't tell them anything. They were a weird bunch, no accent, but I still felt like they didn't belong, they didn't fit, that there was something off. Anyway they definitely looked military, all with short hair, eyes that did not miss anything, and the way they carried themselves left no doubt that they were ready to kick some ass at a moments notice."

After catching her breath she continued, "They took off pretty quick after I told them every way I could that I had not seen you in weeks. They didn't even try anything with any of the girls, and that doesn't happen too often. Oh, and just before they left he got a cell phone call. I couldn't hear much of what he was saying ,but I heard him say a woman's name, I think it was Jane. Now you look the same, but your cock is bigger, and someone has obviously messed with your libido. Which means that someone messed with your head. Tell me more about where you woke up and what you found in the room."

Something about what she said triggers your memory and you say, "Hand me the phone, let me try this phone number again." You dial the number, still busy. You can't believe it; this number is here for a reason why do you have it if the phone is always busy? The name Jane rings in your head as if your mind is trying to recall something significant but every time to try to think directly about it the memory slips away into the inky blackness of your blank mind.

You put it to the back of your mind for a moment and say, "Well let's get some food. I'm so hungry I could eat just about anything, how about we head to Rocky's Diner?" Then you realize you remember Rocky's Diner, it is a greasy spoon a couple of streets over. You close your eyes searching your mind for something else, anything else, but then the mist closes back in and you are a blank slate once again.

At that moment Regina looks at you and says, "What if it is not a phone number?"