Secrets and Desires

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What the hell I thought? Having an eidetic memory was a blessing in some sorts... One of the great things was I could remember each and every one of Derek and I sexual memories.. This helped bc we didn't have sex every night.. But the memory or whatever the fuck it was, wasn't locked away in my mind, wasn't one of our sexual encounters.. And even though I was usually the vocal one in bed, Derek usually just talked dirty bc he knew the dirter he talked, the freakier I became.. And yes I was quite big, but Derek never talked about how big my dick was.. He knew I wanted him to talk about his own cock,bc it turned me on, to hear him been cocky.. Talking about my cock wouldn't turn me on as much and Derek knew this... So where did this memory come from and who the hell was I with? Bc although I thought I was with Derek, obviously I wasn't.. But this person obviously knew, I thought he or she for that matter was Derek ,and they played on that... Did Garcia trick me into having sex with her I wondered? Was it she that wanted me and I was to drunk to know the difference? Did she want Derek and I broke up? Did she want Derek for herself? I inhaled again still thinking... She know Derek and although I asked him not to share our sexual encounters with the team,I know he did with his baby girl.. I didn't mind though, I just pretended I did... Garcia and I are having a talk I thought bc regardless of what happened that night, no matter how painful it was, I needed to know the truth of that fucking night