Katrina's former friend Elizabeth.

Gerald looked out the window and saw that some of the other girls from Katrina's school were still walking home including Elizabeth, a girl who had once been Katrina's best friend before different interests had caused them to drift apart and who had gone from a skinny, nerdy little girl to kind of hot in the space of a year (although she didn't seem to know it). Gerald decided to see how far his influence would go, both literally and metaphorically. He looked at her and thought You should visit Katrina

He suddenly heard a girl's voice in his head. -Why? We're not friends anymore.-

You used to be good friends. thought Gerald You miss that. Plus her older brother might still be home from college and you always had a crush on him.

Umm... O.k. ... thought Elizabeth and Gerald could feel that she was nervous about talking to his sister and seeing him as she turned and walked toward his house.

He walked to the door of his room. He heard his mother's voice filled with pleasant surprise as she invited Elizabeth in and directed her toward Katrina's room. Elizabeth, however, had to pass by Gerald's room on the way to Katrina's and so as she saw him Gerald said "Hi Liz" while thinking at her Gerald is so much hotter than you remember! Your knees are getting weak!

As her knees buckled Gerald stepped forward and caught her. "Are you O.K?" he asked.

"Yes" she said "Just a little faint" and Gerald picked up that she was both aroused and embarrassed. He could hear her thoughts -God he must think I'm a klutz! His hands feel so good! I'm so stupid! I don't want him to let go!-

"Here" he said carrying her over to his bed and lying her down. "Why don't you lie down for a moment?"

-I'm lying on his bed!- Gerald heard Elizabeth think and added You don't want to move. You can smell his scent on the pillows. You can feel where his body lay. You want to just lie here. "Are you O.k. now?" he asked aloud.

"Yess" she breathed "I mean, no." she said "I just need to lie here for a little while longer."

"Is there something I can do?" Gerald asked. You want him to touch you again he added mentally.

"Well maybe..." she said