'I'm not gonna let go this time!' Frank thought savagely to himself, 'I'm going to fuck her 'til she comes back to life!'He could feel his balls slapp...ng against her face and remembered that, in life, she really didn't care for that. But she couldn't feel anything at the moment, and he could enjoy what he was doing without concerning himself about what she might think. After all, he'd just burned her half to death, then blown her up, so a little ball bouncing wouldn't likely bother her, even if. The hotel we were staying at was nice and the party went swimmingly, but as the hours stretched into morning most party goers dropped out till just Sarah, her cousin Ray and I remained, hotel catering staff waiting patiently for us to give it up and go to bed. We,d all drunk more than usual and in those times when Sarah was under the influence of alcohol her sometimes prudishness disappeared. In fact often she became very aggressive whichnturned me on no end. It was amazing to hear a woman who. Before long, I was asleep.An hour or two later, a sound woke me. It was a strange twanging sound. In the dark I saw a light flying around my guitar. From this close, I could see features inside the white light. It was a tiny naked woman, no bigger than my hand.She was flying around my guitar, plucking at the strings. It looked like she was trying to figure out how to make it work. Flashing an angry red, she shook her tiny fist at it. When I saw her start kicking it, I decided to intervene."Hey. .." Like Gaul, "I interrupted.He shot me a wry glance. "A sense of humour..." There was a slight but telling pause. "How splendid."I made a mental note not to make any more fatuous remarks during the rest of my visit, and he continued. "The three parts being the id, the ego and the super ego. I will explain the workings of this triumvirate in simple layman's terms, not because I don't think you could grasp the technicalities and the jargon, and the rather arcane theories expounded, but because.