[HELP. IT IS A PERFECTLY RESPECTABLE PROFESSION HE JUST KNOWS IT IS NOT FOR HIM!!]

[he slumps a bit in his seat, heat still radiating from his cheeks as scarlet creeps up to the tips of his ears. don't mind his sulky glowering; don't worry, it won't affect his driving]

I wasn't lying.

[GOD]

Maybe I should've said I steal desires? Distorted thoughts? Man, I wasn't going to explain it, but I guess I have to now. . .