1. Maga


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    how you made it over here so quickly.” “I looked around in your mind. But please believe me; I didn’t pry in to your personal life or thoughts. I only looked for your birthdate and where you lived. We are taught that it is wrong to look in to another person’s personal thoughts. We all do though, when we’re young. It only takes one time, to come across very sad or very dark thoughts and experiences, to not want to try it again. Once I knew your address, I came over and waited till someone entered your building, and texted you once I was inside.” I waited a moment before replying, reading the look on her face, “I believe you, Cassandra. I understand how potentially unpleasant and scary knowing someone else’s thoughts could be.” “You aren’t freaked out, or the tiniest bit afraid over any of this?” she asked with a quizzical look on her face. “I was confused and curious, never afraid or freaked out, as you put it.” “You’re a strange one, Gil. I’ve heard horror stories of how bad things can get, when one of us reveals themselves. You are the first person I have shared this with.” “You’re a fairy tale princess, compared to my two ex-wives, Cassandra,” I chuckled. She laughed and replied, “I’ll take that as a compliment, Gil.” “Why did you decide to reveal your secret to me, Cassandra?” Her eyes darted away from my stare and she shifted her body weight uneasily from one foot to the other. She remained silent. “Is some part of you afraid of me?” I toyed with her, knowing full well ...
    that she was as sexually attracted to me, as I was to her. “Come now, Cassandra, don’t be shy. Tell me the other reason why followed me.” “I was, and am, more nervous than afraid, to be honest. When I first saw you, I got aroused, very aroused. The longer I looked at you, the more nervous I got. You have this intense, ‘fresh from the fight’ look in your eyes. A woman can guess with fair certainty and accuracy, what a man might be like in bed. The good looking, bad boy type is sexy and exciting. But you, you give off this battle tested, raw, intense, controlled energy. It thrills me. It pulls me to you. It is all very intimidating to think about, but I also feel I would be safe in your arms.” The way she twirled, the way she moved, the way she giggled, the flashes of wide eyed wonder, there was something odd about it all. Subtle clues that betrayed something she was working much too hard at to conceal from me. It was as if a little girl was pretending, and playing grown up. She came across as a confident, independent woman, but I felt she was trying too hard to convince me of it. "How old are you, Cassandra?" She grinned and replied, "Old enough, Gil. Why do you ask?" There it was again, the mischief of a little girl playing grown up. "I can't help but feel that you are a lot younger than you look," I answered her question and asked, "Are you being mischievous with me right now, young lady?" "Don't you like the way I look, Gil? And, what if I am being mischievous with you right ...
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