She is me... Chapter One
I was standing in the baggage claim at the airport waiting for my cousin Faye. It had been nearly a year since I had seen her last, something we had always enjoyed doing. As cousins go, we were very close. Perhaps not nearly as close as I'd fantasized about, but we were close. We enjoyed one another's company, and always looked forward to these almost too short visits.
The thing about Faye was, she was flirtatious as hell around me. Very often our conversations were filled with innuendos, flirtatious banter back and forth. And comfortable enough, that there was very little we couldn't discuss with one another, including our current (or in my case) not so current sex-lives. But it had never gone beyond that. Though I wasn't sure that with a little more effort on either one of our parts, it possibly could have. Even our kisses in greeting had been chaste. Sure, affectionate yes, but never once had we locked lips in such a way that we'd qualify for being "kissing-cousins", as much as I would have liked that.
I stood waiting, watching the escalator for her to finally appear. When she did, she saw me at almost the same moment I saw her. Her immediate smile lighting up the room, or so it seemed anyway. The fact she hadn't changed much was no surprise. Long brown hair, same color as my own, that fell easily and comfortably about her slim frame. Faye had sparkling blue eyes, a smile that could melt any man, and a body to match, though I'd never gotten much of a look at it outside of a few times when she'd worn a bikini around me. It had been enough however to light the fires of many long evenings just fantasizing about her. I guess you could say she had 34C, or large B cup breasts. Either way, they looked bigger than they probably were on her curvy frame. The fact she enjoyed showing them off to some extent was another one of those flirtatious kinds of teases of hers. The fact she had come to visit with me, and dressed as sexy as she was (at least I thought so anyway) just reaffirmed the kind of relationship we had with one another. I noticed almost immediately the somewhat short pleated blue skirt she had on, along with the tight form fitting pull over sweater that was a complimentary color of blue, low cut just enough to give hint at the swell of her sensual breasts.
I almost broke through the barrier just to gather her up in my arms in order to hug her. But she saved me the embarrassment of doing that by rushing through the obstacle course in order to get to me first. In seconds we were hugging one another almost crazily. I am sure that people who were standing around us thought us to be a couple, separated for a time perhaps for some unknown reason. I honestly wished it was actually like that.
"So Faye, how was the flight?" I asked, still holding her hand as we made our way over to the carousel to await the arrival of her luggage.
"Too long," she laughed. "I'm looking forward to a nice hot shower, and something decent to eat. And not necessarily in that order either!" She grinned, once more hugging me to her. It was hard not to notice the press of her full breasts against me as she did that. And I again wondered if she wasn't getting some sort of a kick out of doing that to begin with. I'd never tried to hide the fact I was a bit of a breast man, and had even once commented on hers when we'd gotten into a discussion about things like that. I'd told her then, I thought she had an amazing body, and any man lucky enough to land her one day would make me jealous upon doing that.
She had laughed of course, once more leaning over to give me an affectionate kiss on the cheek. But I had felt the press and near caress of her breasts against my bare arm that time too. Like I said, Faye could tease me to death in the most subtle of ways, though I think we both knew damn good and well what she was doing to me.
It wasn't long before we had piled her luggage in the backseat of my car, quickly getting onto the freeway from there for the short thirty-minute drive back to my place. We were both anxious to get there of course, and by the looks of it, just a few minutes ahead of the normal rush hour traffic. We were doing our usual catch-up when I just happened to catch unexpected movement out of the corner of my eye. That's when I looked over towards Faye and whatever it was that didn't seem normal.
In hindsight. It's just like everyone says. Suddenly everything I remember seemed to be happening in slow motion. Whoever was driving the other car, came up the on ramp at a much higher rate of speed than even we were traveling. And maybe, he/she didn't see us, I don't honestly know. All I do know, is Faye suddenly aware that something wasn't right either, looking over, and then screaming. Though I'm not sure I remember the scream, maybe because we both were. I do remember looking over to my left, but there was another car in the lane next to me, though I didn't have time to react even if there hadn't been. Once again...in slow motion, I heard and then felt the sudden impact of the car slamming into us, the screech of breaks being applied, though too little too late. If anything, I honestly believe that had made it worse. Clipping the back corner of our car, sending us into what initially was a tailspin. And then after that, we were weightless. I know the car rolled, though I have no idea how many times, or what actually happened after that.
What I did see, when I realized I was looking...scared the hell out of me.
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And just like some of the other stories you've maybe heard, I found myself looking down at myself, or at the scene rather. I don't know how much time had actually passed. But I was fully aware of emergency vehicles parked all over the place. I was on some kind of a gurney, though still laying on the ground, I had a neck brace on, and strapped down, but it was also obvious they were still working on me. In a panic, I looked around for Faye. She too was being attended to a short distance away from where I was. How she had gotten there, I had no clue, but the paramedics with her had already lifted up her sweater, they'd applied one of those emergency defibrillators and were in the process of charging it.
"Clear!" Someone shouted. In an instant, I was somehow magically right by her side, looking down. I watched as her body jerked from the electrical shock she'd just been given, and then everyone looking at some sort of a monitor. "Charging again," someone else spoke, though that's when I saw the strangest of things. This little blue white light seemed to suddenly leave her body, like a little sphere of some sort. The moment it did, I could sense her presence, including her emotions. She seemed bewildered, confused, incoherent, though I was beginning to feel a little bit of that myself.
"Are we dead?" I asked her as much as myself, but perhaps that question, unexpectedly asked as well as received, confused her even more. Like I said, I could feel all that, sense it, as that little light streaked off as though trying to get away from me, heading right over to where I was still laying there on the ground.
And then I was chasing her, just as someone else called out, "Hit him again!"
"Faye!" I yelled, or thought I did anyway. And it was just enough to get her attention perhaps, because her little light seemed to hover, shudder and then oddly enough, evaporate, just as they hit me with another electrical surge. I saw Faye's little light suddenly drawn into my body, followed almost immediately after that with someone else saying..."We have a pulse!"
Talk about weird. I mean I know I was still floating there above all this. But now I was watching as my body drew breath, though they quickly applied an oxygen mask to my face, finally bringing the cart I was on up off the ground, now rolling me towards one of the waiting ambulances. I turned, looking back to where Faye was still laying, once more suddenly right there, right beside her.
"Still nothing," someone said. "She's gone."
"NO!" I screamed. "She's not gone...she's in me!"
"Try it again," one of the other paramedic's demanded. "Charging!"
I knew then...it was now or never. Even as the electrical charge hit her body, I was willing myself to enter her. It was like swimming through Jell-O for a lack of a better explanation. I felt like I was going to suffocate in fact, as though holding my breath, which maybe I was. I then I heard someone else saying..."She's back."
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