When I woke the next year with a heavy head, I found I was lying on a bathroom floor, next to the toilet. Sleeping next to me was a cute girl, semi-dressed and wearing long black velvet gloves. I had no recollection of how I'd ended up there or how she had either. But as she looked so cute, I cuddled up to her, kissed her as she woke and we had sex.

It was only then that memories of her sucking my cock the previous night with those beautiful opera gloves on came back to me. She'd had me up against the bathroom mirror, as I recalled.

I met her by chance again recently. She seemed surprised that I remembered the gloves in detail and yet not the rest of the night at all.