I get out of bed, and walk up to Christian, who is standing over by the window, looking out of it. He turns, and smiles mischeviously. "I knew you would want more of me..." He says, and then, somehow, snaps his fingers and my clothes instantly dissappear. "What are you, how are you...?" I stammer. "My parents knew. They didn't care. I can use these powers for anything I want, except not against them. I don't know what's holding them from me, but I hate it..." He says, and walks slowly towards me. "No..." I say, but it's too late. He has my left nipple in between his two, hot lips. "Why?" I ask, them, I feel like I'm being forced to, no, my body IS doing this on its own! I thrust into Christian, who knows exactly where my body will go next. I instantly realize that Christian is making me thrust into him, making me not run away, and I know this, because he says he's just making me do what I've wanted to do all my life. Lose my virginity. To him.

"Stop it!" I scream as I throw myself up in bed. Was it all just a dream? Did any of that really happen? I see Christian standing by the window, who instantly rushes over to me. "Baby, are you ok?" He asks me. "I'm not your baby." I reply, then instantly regret it, as his face turns angry. "All I've done is sit here and help you, and now you're rejecting me?" He yells. And I realize, Christian never had powers, or anything of that sort. I was dreaming... of what I wanted from him... "I'm sorry, Christian, I had a bad dream, it juust seemed so... real." I explain, and then kiss his cheek. "What I really want from you is..." I can't force the words out. He raises an eyebrow, as if he knows what I'm thinking, and I nod, confirming his suspicions. I want him to love me. To fuck me, over and over again, to erase any signs of the man that raped me, and kiss me like no one ever has before. I think he gets the message, because he gets right on top of me, and just like in my dream, he snaps his fingers, and my clothes instantly disappear, but this time, I wanted it to happen.