Geeks Are Freaks/Yes
From Torg Adventure
You really feel like you need to come clean. You turn her around and say in what you hope is a gentle tone, "I need to tell you something, because you trust me. Yesterday, when you asked me to prove that I could make people do things, I noticed that you had a really poor self-image of your body. As part of making you comfortable enough to strip and wanting to strip, I gave you a better body image of yourself. I didn't erase that when I erased the desire to strip. I don't think anyone should hate themselves like that." You wait expectantly for her response.
Karen looks at you a little confused; you can see the wheels turning in her head. You give her privacy, not reading her thoughts. Then she breaks into a big grin. "That's what happened!? I was wondering why I didn't feel so shy today. Thank you!" She gives you a big hug, pressing her lips hard to your cheek.
"You're not mad at me for messing in your head without your permission? I was so afraid you'd hate me that I didn't tell you 'til now," you say, rather relieved.
"Mad at you? You have no idea how binding low self-esteem can be. I've been struggling with it for years and going to a therapist since junior high school, and I've only made small, slow progress. In an instant, you've fixed the whole thing! It's like a huge weight has been lifted from me." She steps away from you a bit and spins around, her skirt flaring up to show off her pretty legs. She has a look of glee on her face.
"I promise that I won't do things to you without your say-so. I don't want the guilt or secrecy. I want you to trust me," you say sincerely.
She stops dancing and walks to you. She looks you in the eye and holds your shoulders. "I really appreciate that. I do trust you, and you haven't betrayed that trust once, even your secret little modification. You did that out of friendship and what you felt was right, and I'm very happy you did it, and I'm happy you told me about it. Thanks again." She kisses you again, and she quickly devolves into a deep French kiss. After a minute, she says, "Have you thought about becoming a therapist? With your abilities, you could really help people."
"I hadn't thought about it. I really haven't had time to. I'm sure there are a lot of things that being a telepath would help with. A cop, for instance," you say. "Let's just focus on figuring out what I can do, before we start with career counseling. I've still got to graduate, too. Got any ideas for something to try?"
What to experiment with?
