<span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosia</span><br/><br/>I sighed, softly. Both pretty, wet women looked like breakfast to me, but I knew myself neither sneaky enough to scuttle over there and devour them, nor glib enough to talk them into my maw, withouth them raising the alarm. But I<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>going to have a substantial elevenses, after...