He couldn't have been more than eight or nine seasons old. Moving quickly with the boundless energy of extreme youth, the boy bounced -- it was the on...y way to describe his movement -- over to the Bo'sun rendering a fingertip touch of his brow in mock salute."'ere Bo'sun sir!" Even at rest the boy seemed to vibrate, giving the impression he was going to shoot off in a random direction at any moment."Festou, where have ye been hiding? Well never ye mind, I want ya to take this young warrior here. I've read about these parties on the internet. Yes, I could be interestedin having another man for a night, but I don't like the idea of people watching.Making love should be personal, between one man and one woman. I've read thatat these parties you have to share rooms with other couples or at least letthem watch from the doorway, if that's the way they get their rocks off.' I was amused that she should use the phrase ?making love,' for what she hadacknowledged would be a one night stand, but. She was lying next to me, her head on my chest “I was to have told you not to come back before a week had passed on Earth. But I couldn’t do that. I want you so badly.”“I wouldn’t have waited. Being with you is what matters to me now.” I felt tears fall on my chest and heard soft moans.“It’s so good. I never thought I would love like this,” she said.“Are we allowed to be in love?”“There is nothing that forbids it.”“Even if there were, I would love you.” That began another round of passion, and. I was reduced to a pitiful wet mess as all mycarefully rehearsed words dried up, and, almost pathetically, Iproduced the flowers from behind my back and thrust them at her!It was like a sudden and brilliant sunrise; her eyes positively shone,and she smiled radiantly; showing her white teeth."Oh - Roses!" she cried. "How lovely."Rapture!I had done the correct thing. Now all that I had to do was say theright words, and I was back in her favour again.I opened my script at the correct page, and.