It is almost enough that just the thought can make you climax.It started because I had an extremely lucky day. The day before, a Wednesday, I had been...crossing the Safeway parking lot when I happened to notice a shopping cart sitting next to an empty parking space with a purse in it. I took the purse into the store and was just handing it to the clerk behind the customer service desk when a young woman carrying a child came running in. She saw the purse and cried, "Oh thank God. I thought that. ..To what?To influence? To control? She can do that only if she enters the person's mind. Had she known exactly who the guard is, she might be able to do it through her Dream Gift, but how can she expect Projection to do the same?She feels another spike of anticipation from her companion. She does not like where this is going, but her dedication to her fellow Harbingers overcomes her caution, and she steps into the pit.The emotions which swirl around her are most alarming. The least of them is. "Privileged, white cunt." Is what they stabbed into my thoughts. I didn't hate him then. I didn't feel sorry for him. I assumed, like most people, he had earned his fate. He was too old to be a modern war vet, and too young to be a Vietnam vet. I bet he had been as fat as a child, imagining that food was his only comfort against a severely deformed cheek and jaw line. I knew a dollar wouldn't save him. There are many options for the homeless in Seattle. Food and shelter are available. I paid. The cameras were not Jimmy’s, they were the SPF’s, used to monitor as much as was possible of what was happening in the city. Jimmy had tapped into the feed somehow. Hansen didn’t know how and it wouldn’t have mattered if it was all explained to him. The important thing was that he’d noticed one on the bar where he’d first met Emma. Was it a coincidence or had they been watching the place because they knew he and Carl met there? Carl had pretended to work there for months, but then it would.