"S. A. Gorden - Eyes of an Eagle a Novel of Gravity Controlled" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gorden S A)

lovely girl, friendly, astute, self-assured, and loving. She had one problem, sex.
Hanna grew up in a family as the little princess. She believed the fairy tales about the princess in danger
saved by the prince who took care of her forever more. The books she liked. The movies she watched.
The family she was from. They were all the same. The woman was a prize that was taken care of. And
the man had better appreciate the prize! Hanna in bed was passive. She was the prize that had to be
honored, cherished, and served. Afterwards, she insisted on gratitude. Throughout the day, she would
insist that she be honored for giving you the prize of her body the night before. She believed that anything
that happened was subservient to her great gift of sex. It was frustrating having an argument with her and
having her say, “Why are you complaining? You had sex last night."

I started to tell her she had a Prince Charming syndrome. She became mad at my complaining and
started to withhold sex. When we did have sex, she would stop after she was satisfied leaving me even
more frustrated. The next day she still insisted that I thank her for her gift the night before.

When I left Chicago, we had not made love for four months. For some reason, she still felt we were
together. She still considered herself a prize that I had to honor. As I left her, I could see in her face that
she still didn't understand how I could let her go.

The eleven months I had been home had been filled with work. The only friends still living around the
farm were my parents’ friends. Once in a while, they would try to fix me up with a niece or another
relative but I still had memories of Hanna so nothing interested me until this fall.

I had gone to town to rent a video for the night. The local TV is sometime pretty bad. During the play-off
season, all you might find are local high school and college games. When the local grocery store was out
of tapes I was interested in, I went to the video rental store in town. Behind the counter was a cute girl. I
asked her where the new releases were. When she answered, I did a double take. Her words were
slightly slurred and the vowels were not quite right. I then saw the small hearing aid in her ear. I realized
she had to be partially deaf. Not wanting to embarrass her, I went straight to the tapes.

I hadn't gotten out much so I took my time reading the backs of the tapes—trying to find a video that I
hadn't heard of before, which still looked interesting. The girl came up behind me asking if she could help.
Startled, I jumped and knocked a dozen video boxes off the shelf. As we put the boxes back on the
shelves, I noticed that she had a hearing aid in her other ear and the brightest eyes I had ever seen. They
were so sparkly that I never noticed their color that day. I was so flustered after the accident that I
picked up the first tape on the shelf and tried to checkout without further embarrassment.

As I gave the girl the two dollars and change for the video, I saw the college textbook on the counter. I
had proofread the text three years earlier. Trying to redeem my deflated ego, I asked if she was taking
classes for engineering or electronics. I never forgot how her eyes locked onto my face in a penetrating
stare.

“Both. How did you know?” she demanded.

Flustered again I fumbled out the words, “Laplacian transforms ... Aren't they used in engineering and
electronics?” I pointed to the text, which had the words Laplace and transforms prominently displayed. I
escaped the store as fast as I could.

It took me three weeks to get the nerve to go back to the store. Luckily a young man was behind the
counter. As I checked out the tapes, I heard the bell on the front door ring. Turning, I saw the girl jog in
with a sweat stained athletic shorts and top on. She was built! I could see the bundles of muscles ripple