the stomach makes noise and she notices, looking over in the bed, and suddenly we're both wondering how we got there, not yet willing to admit the previous night's cliche of drinking, mindless talk always swerving towards sexual topics, and then the drunken sex that neither remembers. ["was it any good? shall we try again, perhaps with the aid of another famous aphrodisiac: coffee?"] 

"when you kiss a guy, do you prefer a clean-shaven face, or a bit stubbly?" a question w...