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“What about him?” Karl stroked his square, stubbled jawline in the mirror and then turned to me for my approval.

“Yeah,” I said, “I guess.”

“You guess?” he said, “Jesus, Michael. You’re telling me this guy isn’t handsome enough for you? Fuck. I look like a fucking Ken doll.”

“I dunno,” I said. I searched for a compliment to give him, but I was coming up short. “You look good. You just look too… perfect.”

He rolled his eyes, sighed heavily, and slumped down a bit in his muscular frame.

“I’m sorry,” he said, “You want me to just change back into myself?”

No, I didn’t want that either.

“So, then, what?” he said. He held his arms out and shrugged his sculpted shoulders. “What do you want me to do, Mike? Who do you want me to be?”

It was an interesting question for him to ask, especially now that I knew he could literally be anybody that I wanted him to be. In the past hour, I had seen him shift into a parade of different forms right in front of my eyes. He had taken on the appearance of some of my favorite male models, bodybuilders, and Hollywood hunks. He had morphed into one fantasy guy after the other, but none of them seemed real.

“Can we try this again later?” I asked, “I’m sorry. This is just way too much for me right now.”

I watched him slowly shift back into himself. He looked deflated. Disappointed.

“I shouldn’t have shown you this,” he said. He had trusted me, shown me his gift, and I had met him with apprehension. I’m sure it wasn’t the reaction he had expected.

“I’m sorry,” I said again, “I’m glad you showed me. I just need some time to think about it.”

I looked him in the eyes to let him know that he hadn’t pushed me away. He smiled.

“Let me know when you’re ready to try it again,” he said.