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This might just be a dream, but Ashley wasn't going to let the sexiest dream of her life involve her being called by another woman's name. "Call me Ashley." she said.

"What?" Scott asked.

"Ashley?" Ashley heard herself say, and felt both bodies stop moving. She felt something in her mind, and then heard herself say "Oh shit! Fuck fuck fuck!" Ashley felt herself move, getting off of the man, but didn't know why. Emotions were pouring into her mind, worry, shame, guilt, embarrassment.

"What's going on?"

"Ashley was the girl I told you about. The link, she was... Ashley, you were sort of possessing me in your sleep."

"Wait, so this isn't a dream?"

"No." Ashley heard herself respond to your own question, and finally recognized the difference between her voice in the dream and her real one. "This is all too real.

"Oh." realization dawned on Scott's face. "Oh god. I'm so sorry Ashley."

"Sorry?" She asked, "Why sorry?" If this was anyone's fault, it was probably hers.

"Well, uh, we just..." he gestured vaguely at the lower half of his body."

"Oh, that. Don't apologize, it felt wonderful. Best sex dream of my life, hands down." The man looked at her, shocked. "Huh, I think that being asleep is making it hard for me to not say what I'm thinking, I barely talk at all when I'm awake."

"Yes." Jean said, taking control over her mouth, "I've noticed. I think you are also having difficulty taking this seriously. Once you are awake, you may feel very differently about it. We'll have to make sure this doesn't happen again."

Even without your mental link, Ashley would have known that she meant the two of them not having sex anymore, until they could figure out a way to do it without involving Ashley. She didn't like the thought of them having to worry about her like that all the time, and the idea that she would make them miss out on that pleasure seemed almost cruel.