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He had the look of someone who had been through a lot. As I looked across the seminar room I was instantly drawn to him. So much pain in his life, yet a strong yearning to keep going. He had both physical and mental scars; faded rope burns on is wrists and faded bruises on his legs like he had been held against his will or beaten up. He tracked people as they came into the room, radiating anxiety if they sat behind him. I wondered why he had chosen to psychology here. The door closed and he seemed to relax, I could feel relief radiating from him. Anyway, I had thought, time to get back to focusing on the lecture and I can analyse him further. As a telepath I have to keep my true nature hidden but it wouldn't hurt to say hello, I thought. The lecture ended and I made my way to him "Hi", I ventured, "I'm Deanna and I just wanted to say hello. "Hi", he replied, "I'm LJ Burrows. Do you fancy a coffee?". Deanna felt a kind f cautious desire to continue relations, "Ok, let's go", she said. And the rest, as they say, was history.