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of grazing. But in half an hour we can be in plush turf.”
    “They don't want to cross yet. There must be a reason.”
    “If we wait, it will soon be to hot to cross, and we'll have to wait until evening. If this is like the sand, that will be too late.”
    She considered. “What you say makes sense. But the sheep prefer to wait. I trust the sheep.”
    “Because of their precognition? I have told you what I think of that.”
    “You have,” she agreed. “But you have not spent your life on this planet, as I have, with the sheep and their legends. They must be respected.”
    “They asked me to be their shepherd. I am trying to do that. I can see what they don't: that it is better to cross now, and be in some discomfort, then to wait and get hung up for a day and maybe go hungry when it isn't necessary. We need to cross now.”
    “You will not be moved?”
    “Not by some nameless hesitancy. Why do they even need a shepherd, if not to get them past this sort of thing?”
    “Then we must settle this in the traditional way,” she said seriously. “Physical combat.”
    Shep stared at her. “What?”
    “You and I, naked. If you beat me, then your will prevails. Otherwise, we wait on the sheep.”
    “Elen, this is preposterous. I'm not in the business of fighting women, and even if I were, it would not be fair. You are only half my mass, and less of yours is muscle.”
    “Yes. I can not match you in physical strength. But I can do a holddown.”
    “A holddown,” he repeated. “You mean as in judo or wrestling, where one competitor takes his grip, and the other has a certain amount of time to break it?”
    “Yes. Except there's no time limit.”
    “Elen, I could lift you over my head with one arm! How could you ever hold me down even thirty seconds, let alone indefinitely?
    “I can do it, with the right hold.”
    “Oh, a pain hold?”
    “Not exactly. I would not want to cause you pain.”
    Shep was becoming intrigued. “Okay. You take your hold, and I'll see about breaking it. That will determine whose decision about the sheep governs.”
    “Exactly.” She removed her cloak.
    She had said naked. Shep removed his own clothing, then lay on the ground. The thought of wrestling nude with her caused a reaction, but that couldn't be helped. It wasn't as if she did not know her effect on a man.
    She got on him. Her bare breasts against his chest really made him react. Then she put a hand down and lifted her body slightly.
    “Hey!” he exclaimed. “What are you doing?”
    “Taking my hold.”
    “That's not a hold. That's sex!”
    “Not exactly.” She settled back down on him. His member was now inside her. She was small, but not where it counted. “Now you have to break free of me without leaving anything inside me. Only a clean break counts.”
    Anything inside her. Like semen. What a notion! But he could do it. All he had to do was withdraw. Lift her up off him.
    He put his hands on her hips and lifted. Immediately she did two things: clasped his shoulders tightly with her hands, and his member with her canal. She was anchored to him in three places.
    Still, his strength was vastly greater than hers. He lifted harder. She gripped him harder in all three places. Not only did the grip of her hands cause her breasts to press against him, her canal gripped him like a hand around a teat. His effort to escape was arousing him more than freeing him.
    He relaxed, and she did also. Then he made a sudden effort, but she clamped down instantly. That warm wet pressure brought him close to climax.
    He tried slow sustained pressure, lifting her up. She not only tightened around his member, she kneaded it. She could make it perform any time she chose. The only way to avoid that was to relax completely, not fighting her at all. And that was to lose the match.
    Now he saw the way of it. The more he struggled, the more he would be aroused, and the closer he would come to having an orgasm. Which would cost him the match. He