Couldnt resist posting regarding my pathetic ability to remember names after seeing the above.
Many decades ago there was this pretty hot(in a sexpot slutty sort of way) girl who I met in the local coffee shop. I would see her every morning having a Pepsi and cigarette and well we never really went out but she would come over to my place and fuck.
I knew she told me her name but I couldnt remember so in regaling my tales of conquest to my pals she acquired the name Pepsi. We just referred to her as Pepsi. They all thought this was pretty histerical though I felt bad I mean this girl was driving over to see me(like 25 miles) we had Pepsi and fucked.
This went on for 2 years before I moved to New Orleans(another story).
I guess we both got what we wanted and she never knew I had forgotten her name.
Ah the seventies..now there was a decade!