He didn't care if his name went into the history books, he just wanted to be in space!Due to the difference in altitudes, Cheyenne had had to send him...a program update. With the burn he would be doing to make the orbital changes, he was looking at about 18 hours 'till rendezvous. No problem. He had supplies to maintain orbit for several days, if he had to.4 hours after the second course correction burn, the craft bucked, and alarms went off! Within 15 seconds Cheyenne was calling for a. I yelled in an odd voice and waited for the rope to be pulled taught. I struggled getting onto the ice myself because it kept breaking under our weight. I did get up but only with the use of my power. We stayed flat on the ice and I had a good hold of the boy's coat in one hand and the ring with the girl in another. When we were both dragged to safer ice we were all picked up. I could not get up myself with just my muscles. They had seized up in the cold and I worked desperately to get them to. .. any harder and her head would break off.Shit!“She’s not my wife!”“How about five days?” said the doc.Wendy grinned.“Five days it is,” agreed the doc.“How about no days?” I said, as I tried to slide out of bed.Serious mistake. My foot hit the floor and I followed it.When the black turned to grey I heard the doc say, “Nice and tight, boys. He’s recalcitrant. His wife agreed and signed the paperwork.”Thick webbing surrounded my wrists and I could tell by pulling that they were attached to. And, living in a town with a large liberal arts college, he was amazed at how provocatively the young women dressed and acted. One of his favorite activities was to go to the coffee house and watch the beautiful young women walk by. He would fantasize that they could be his. A few times he built up enough courage to talk to some pretty young woman, but at best he would get a few polite words before they gathered their things and left. Sometimes they didn't even acknowledge his existence.Ahmed.