Then his head hurt. Crap, did the little bastard hit him? No, it couldn’t have, it wasn’t tall enough and the pain and cut were almost exactly on ...op of his head. Oh, yeah, he jumped and hit his head on the ship.Larry wandered around the control room picking up this and that just to see what was there. He even opened some drawers and cabinets. Some of the smaller electrical items he stuffed in his pockets. He was going to take them back to his shop and see if he could figure them out. His. In fact, it was to a large extent flirtatious. And I'd learned to give and take."How many quarters have you put into that machine?" I asked her. "I'll bet you had to spend a fortune to get that good." Two words: sour grapes," she grinned. "Admit it. I whupped your ass."That line of conversation continued even as we ventured outside, on the way back to my dorm. The rain had ended, and the sun was out in all its glory."I hate to break it to you, Inez," I told her. "But I let you win. And I'm. I don't want to hurt you, but we HAVE TO LEAVE - NOW. Please, just get up on my back. I'll be as gentle as I can." He grabbed her ankles and brought her legs around his waist. Then he looped the blanket completely over her back and head and under her bottom. Pulling the loose corneres in front of him, he more or less had her pinned to his back. She would not be able to hold on much by herself, so he would have to run bent over, sort of balancing her above him. Another problem he could do. But what do we do? We go on... we say that eventually it will come. With my experience I cannot say that I have ever seen someone that is in love, truly and wholeheartedly in love.I have seen my share of couples, and I don't doubt that there is such a thing as true love. But am I one of the lucky ones that gets to experience it? Or am I just a normal guy destined to have a normal and unsatisfying relationship?Who am I to want something as beautiful as love?Who am I to question the gods? Me I'm.