Oh that, its like some kind of imprinting thing. I ran into the first girl I ever laid like a year ago and I still felt that longing. Nevermind that she is now fat, married, and has a kid. In no way did I want anything romantic to do with her, but I sure could feel the blood flowing into my loins. The last time I saw her was about five years before that when she came over to show off her huge diamond engagement ring. I was like oh congratulations blah blah blah and the next thing you know I was plowing the living hell out of her. When I saw her this time we could both feel the heat rising and she got embarassed and had to leave or she knew what was going to happen. I don't know how to explain it beside imprinting.