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

at me. The gorgeous woman that asked me the question looked a bit familiar, or, reminded me of someone. “Yes, it’s my favorite year for the Trans Am,” I replied with my lips barely curled in a smile. “Mine too,” she smiled and extended her hand, “I’m Cassandra.” I shook her hand; I felt a shock as our hands touched. Static, I thought to myself. “Hello Cassandra, I’m Gil,” I smiled and asked, “Have we met before? You look very familiar.” She chuckled and coyly replied, “I hope not. I would hate to think that I didn’t make any sort of an impression on you, and that I could be so easily forgotten.” I grinned and replied, “You are probably right. I am sure I would remember meeting you.” She sighed and said, “I love these American muscle cars. They ooze of power and a sense of total freedom.” “Nothing like roaring down the freeway with the wind in your face, and rock n roll blasting from the speakers,” I smiled. “Mmmmm, yes. Topless, I love going topless,” she winked at me. “A convertible fan?” I grinned, playing along with her flirting. She faked a gasp and asked, “Gil, you didn’t think I meant taking my top off, did you?” “Of course not, Cassandra,” I chuckled at her. I felt light headed and closed my eyes. “You like 69?” I heard a soft voice asking the question from behind me. I turned around to make sure the question was directed at me. The gorgeous woman that asked me the question looked a bit familiar, or, reminded me of someone. “Yes, it’s my favorite year for the Trans ... Am,” I replied with my lips barely curled in a smile. Deja-vu, I could have sworn I had spoken the exact words mere moments ago. Maybe I was burnt out; maybe I needed more than a few days off. It had been years since I took a real vacation, and I had been putting in an ungodly amount of hours at the office for far too long. The beautiful woman who had asked me the question grabbed my arm and asked, “Are you alright, you look pale? Can I get you anything?” I rubbed my eyes and replied, “No, I’m fine, thank you.” “I insist, let me take you outside. You can hold on to me if you need to,” she said with concern. I nodded and wrapped my arm around her shoulder as we made our way outside. She sat me down at a picnic table and said she’d be right back with some water for me. “Thank you,” I said after taking a drink of water. She smiled, “It’s nothing. I’m glad to help. I’m Cassandra, by the way,” her dark eyes gleamed in the sunlight. “Pleasure to meet you, I’m Gil,” I replied, barely able to summon up the energy needed to say the seven syllables. “ Hmmmm, this one is strong. He took the spell three times and recovered. He should be out cold,” she thought to herself and shivered. She placed her hand on my arm and asked, “Are you okay to get home? I would be more than happy to drive you. You can come back for your car later, when you’re not so woozy.” The hairs on my neck stood up, a shiver shot through me as I clenched my jaw. I hate feeling weak, even on the rare occasions when I’m ...