"What the hell is going on?!" Jim demanded, his post-orgasmic bliss fading, giving him the focus to be able to confront the beautiful seductress in the back of the car.
Faith smiled a knowing smile, then licked her lips. "I told you, I'm your fantasy."
"Yeah, I know, a projection, but what does that mean?"
"Oh, I'm no projection. Not anymore," Faith giggled, "I'm real as real can be. I used to be something... different. A wild magic, made by sexual energy, by lost fantasies. You can sometimes find things like I was in hidden, dark places, like you did.
"Whatever you did to me in that boiler room, though, released me. Made me. I'm different now."
"What I did to you?!" Jim was incredulous, "You practically raped me!"
She giggled again. "Raped? I didn't hear you complaining."
"I, er..."
"It doesn't matter. I've been the fantasy for countless men, but with you it was different. You allowed yourself to release your love, not just your lust," Her shadowed eyes looked him up and down hungrily, as if hoping she could have another round with him, "That tethered me to you. Now I'm yours forever. However."
"I can't have you just hanging around, waiting to fuck," Jim explained, exasperated, "I have a life! I have Sharon! I love her!"
"Of course you do. I could feel that, it was part of the love you opened to me," Faith continued, the index finger on her left hand outlining her left nipple, while her right hand began to rub her groin through her jean shorts, "And I won't do anything to take that away from you. I've made it so that your life will continue as normal, without any disruption. The only thing different is that I'll be in it. And," she shivered with pleasure, her eyes closed at the thought, "you'll be in me."
Jim felt his penis twitch at the thought of having another go at this gorgeous sex-pot. Was what she was saying true? It was the best explanation he could think of considering what had been happening. Why hadn't his mother noticed her coming onto him? Why hadn't Sharon been upset seeing Faith giving him a foot job? Maybe his reality had been changed, with a walking, talking fantasy woman as part of it.
"What's the catch?" he said, daring to open himself to the possibilities.
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