(See what I did there?)Anyway, back to the Bangers. (You didn't really think I'd put the word 'banger' in a story without actually yanking hard on tha...t obvious an innuendo, did you?) For you Luddites and Frenchies out there who don't know what a banger is, it's a sausage. Okay, okay. Knock off the fucking giggling. This isn't a damn comedy. As it happens, the English have been making sausages way longer than the Germans, and as anyone who knows me will tell you, I love sausages. (I know what. "As they snuggled more closely together, their mouths met, and the embrace of their tongues cemented their willingness to merge their bodies more thoroughly.After some time spent caressing one another's bodies, Nalirra tipped Bortal over onto his back, and lay down gently on top of him, her breasts pressing into his firmly muscled chest, her thighs avoiding his erection for the moment. Returning her mouth to his, they resumed the discussion their tongues were having.The people weren't psychic,. E., I could use another drink.I also was hungry. The kitchen had closed at 10:30, while Iwas delivering the candy to Cassie. The bowl of peanutswithin reach was pretty much dust, and the one farther downthe bar was the same. As I reached for that one, I heard arustle in my pocket. Oh, yeah, the free bag of candy fromthe drug store.I took it out of my pocket and opened it. Candy hearts withlittle phrases on them. What did they call them? Oh, yeah.Conversation hearts. I picked one out. . If you don't want it to do that, just bid it answer only when you ask it specifically. " Steve said."Yes, I will." Alice said, doing it.The ring almost seemed disappointed on her finger.On a whim she asked it mentally: "Who am I?" The goddess Aphrodite, in human form under the assumed name of Alice Brock." came the reply."It knows me?" Alice asked."I would assume so. It knows what I know. I used my own ingrams as a processing mechanism." Steve replied."Will it answer to anybody?" she asked."It.