Visit the women's locker room
From Torg Adventure
You decide to further test your powers by going somewhere with a lot of girls. Immediately, your brain goes to swimsuits, and therefore, to the athletic building with its pool. Surely the women's swim team has practices, or perhaps can just show up in the women's locker room. You smile at the possibilities.
It's only about a half mile away, so you start walking, visions of dozens of naked coeds doing whatever you ask them dancing in your head.
You arrive at the athletic building and follow the signs to the women's locker room.
As you walk up to the door of the locker room, a blond coach, wearing tee shirt, bike short, and a whistle around her neck, walks out of the locker room. She is pretty and about thirty.
"What are you doing here? This is the women's locker room," she says testily.
You are tempted to take her into a back room, but then your mind returns to your previous fantasy of lots of naked girls. "I'm supposed to be here. I'm working on the shower plumbing."
The coach relaxes, but then says, "Where's your ID?"
"I don't need identification, because you recognize me for what I say I am. You also think I'm cute and harbor a crush on me, but you keep that to yourself for now. You don't remember me telling you those last two sentences, and you won't tell anyone of my visit here."
Now she not only relaxes further, she gets a little flirtatious with a sexy grin. "Okay, I know you. Go on in."
You smile and keep walking.
What next?
