I jerked awake, and there, in the far corner of the room, she was removing the tarpaulin cover from a large and shapeless hulk. In the dim light it re...embled a cubist sculpture, or something out of a 1940's science fiction flick (Dr. Cyclops, eat your heart out!). Damned if it wasn't starting to resemble an oversize Tesla coil as I drew closer and squinted at it. Double damned. True, I'd built a couple of these babies a few years back, when I was in the midst of my brief fling with electrical. A girl like Chrissy flirted with guys all the time. But he also knew the she was right about one thing — he could not allow himself to get jealous every time a guy flirted with her. ‘Yeah, I know…’ he agreed sheepishly. ‘Aww… poor baby,’ she mocked playfully. ‘Maybe I can do something to make you feel better.’ With that, she shifted position in bed and got on top of him. She was wearing a flimsy little blue satin baby-doll nightgown, and Robert soon learned that it was indeed the only thing she. " I said feeling a little dizzy."Forget the beer then." He said going to the bar and ordering us a drink."Try a little rum and coke." He said handing me one. We drank several of them and I was feeling no pain. We began talking, acting a little goofy and talked of old times. They had been playing country music all evening and we were trying to sing along."Come on, let's find someone to dance with." He said looking around.As I looked around, I noticed the club was full. There were probably. The only talent I brought to the table that he couldn’t match was my ability to invade people’s minds. Or could he? That might explain why he was happy to work for me. I could have checked by invading his mind. Right now would be a good time, while we were lying skin to skin. But two things stopped me. The first was my moral code. I used my ability as sparingly as possible because I wouldn’t have liked it if other people were poking around inside my own mind, and I was especially reluctant to.