The two satyrs were chatting about the tale of Bellerophon, and the female one, Pinna, shared specific details with her husband. She spoke of the batt...e between Chimera, Bellerophontes, and Medusa. She spoke of the nights the two had enjoyed each other’s bodies. She spoke of Bellerophon’s journey into Tiryns, and his battle with the Amazon inside its walls. She spoke of his escape, and how the giant had saved him in a primal slaughter.How could she have seen so much? It ate at him, rats in his. I look to Harry and take her hand, smoothly entangling my fingers with hers. She opens her eyes and locks them with mine. I smile at her, and that smile turns into a sheepish grin. She knows.“Enjoying your favorite toy?” she asks me?Without any pause I say “You’re my favorite toy.”“...Oh yeah.” She smiles at me, looks down just slightly, and turns a little bit redder. The things her eyes are saying to me without even meeting mine is extraordinary. They’re asking me if she’s turning me on,. "She speaks the name and I frown, finding it somewhat familiar but not easily placed. I shrug. "There's a lot of writers inAustin." A lot of strange people too," she agrees. "I like it, though."I nod. "So do I." Well, of course. You grew up here."I smile, glad she remembered. We've become fast friends, Lindsay and me. She's only been in Austin two weeks, but the concert she just finished took a lot of setting up. We got to know each other during the preparations. She likes me, I sometimes. My stomach indeed made me look like I was pregnant. But I saw my vagina still pooling out with the white sticky fluid, and my stomach was getting ever so slightly smaller in return. I tried breathing, but found it difficult. So I put one of my hands on my next, just to see it had expanded. Sure enough my neck had dislocated. So I just decided to press on my neck with my hand to snap the bones back into place. The fragile bones easily snap back into place. I couldn't do the same thing with the.