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and I managed to roll both of us onto our sides. We struggled on our
sides for quite some time, neither of us quite managing to overturn
the other. (If I'm going to play these sorts of games, I really
should get more exercise.) Finally, thinking of elephants and pianos
and other heavy things, I managed to get on top of him. Instead of
trying to pin him with strength, I simply sat on his chest. He
thrashed around a bit but didn't manage to unseat me as I counted
rapidly to ten. He flashed me another of his infrequent grins at
"ten," and I wondered whether he had lost on purpose or whether he
were simply as gracious in defeat as he was at all other times. Damn,
but I wanted to shake this man's composure. Well, now was my chance.
I sat on his chest a moment longer, staring into his eyes, then stood
up and offered him my hand. I pulled him to his feet and escorted him
to the couch. I sat down and gestured towards my lap. "You know what
to do." He flushed slightly; he had very pale skin that made the
slightest change of color easy
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