Amy

Author: FK

Residing in the suburban area of a large city of the United States, Amy lived alone, working her way through college. Studying ancient history, the exquisite young lady wanted be an archeologist when her education was completed. This, however, was a few years off. For now, the student merely went back and forth from home to school, going to her part time job in the evenings. Being employed by a data processing company, her function in this establishment was to write different programs for the computers that the company uses. Amy was quite good at it, for computer programming was a self taught hobby of hers. Wanting to research archeology better, she taught herself about data processing. Furthermore, after gaining the useful knowledge, our lady simply started writing programs on the side. One day, she found an add in a newspaper asking for a programmer. Answering it, she went there for an interview; they hired her, seeing that she had what it takes.

Amy was now in her second year of college. Her grades were very good and she loved the school. As far as friends were concerned, she didn’t make any thus far. Despite her extremely beautiful and sexy figure, she stayed to herself. Moreover, she simply didn’t have the time to go out with boys. Further, if she would, they’d always turn out to be jerks who never understood her studies or the job she had at work. Hence, the frustrated youth gave up on dating.

Nevertheless, during the second half of her second year at the university, some girls came up to her who she knew from one of her classes. The young ladies seemed friendly and polite. Approaching Amy, the females started light conversation. Amy went along with all their talk. Finally, one of the pretty girls ask, “ Amy, why don’t you come with us tonight to a party that we’re having at Jill’s house?” Jill was one of the girls in the group. For a few moments, Amy hesitated, but then the reserved feline remembered that the day was Friday. Consequently, she would get out early that night from work because the company closed a few hours sooner the day before the weekend.

Hence, Amy responded to the young lass, “ Sure, why not, I could use a little fun now and then.” The other girls were delighted, for in a way, they all felt a little sorry for Amy because she had no friends. In a calm voice, Amy next ask, “ Where does Jill live?”

Interceding, Jill gave Amy her address. Finally, Jill said, “ Be there at eight O’clock tonight.” Nodding in agreement in agreement Amy went to her next class.

With school complete for the day, she went to her job. Upon completion of her work, she returned home at about seven O’clock, giving her enough tome to prepare herself for the party. Entering her apartment, she threw her purse upon the livingroom couch. Next, Amy started to remove all of her clothes, removing her boots first. Moreover, sexy girl had always worn black highheeled leather boots for the last few years. Her taste for the extraordinary footwear resulted from their mere appearance together with the fact that if she’s to be an archeologist, then our lady had better get used to wearing them. After the leather works of art went off, she removed her jeans and blouse. Slipping out of her panties and bra, the future artifact chaser now stood naked in her own livingroom. Afterward, she picked up the pile of clothes and threw them into the hamper. Going into the bathroom, she looked at her full physique in the door mirror. Indeed, she was quite attractive; her height, a good five feet nine inches, combined with her lovely breasts, hips, and ass, made her into the model of perfect womanhood.

After the aesthetic sight admired her reflection for a few moments, the pretty one next took a piece of plastic to cover her lovely black and soft hair after she had rolled it to a ball upon the top of her head. Next, the perfect body stepped into the shower and turned on the water, adjusting the temperature to suit her pleasure.

The shower complete, Amy left the stall and walked into her bedroom. She opened a drawer and took out some panties and a bra. Putting them on the lady walked to the closet and got a pair of jeans together with a freshly pressed blouse. With the clothes on, the female went to the upper dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of socks, pulling them next over her feet. Then, she walked back into the livingroom and put on the boots over the bottom leg parts of her jeans. Venturing back into the bathroom, vanity girl again looked into the mirror and admired herself. Looking great, Amy loved the image reflected.

In exit of the bathroom, she glanced at a clock in the livingroom; it was now seven thirty. Jill’s house was about twenty five minutes away from Amy’s apartment; therefore, Amy grabbed her purse and walked out down to her car, got in, and drove to Jill’s.

The guest arrived at Jill’s house a few minutes before eight. Also, there were some other cars parked in front of the house, so Amy merely parked behind them and got out. Puss in boots walked up to Jill’s residence and went up the front stairs. Then, Amy rang the front doorbell. Jill answered and said, “ Oh hi Amy, come on in.” With that, Amy walked in and Jill closed the door behind her. Looking around, Amy saw all of the girls from the previous afternoon together with a few others from the university. Also, together with the young ladies, there were a few males. These guys were also from the college. Most of them were boyfriends of the girls present. Furthermore, there was one boy in particular who seemed to take a good look at Amy. His name was Chris. Chris was into sports. In fact, he was one of the better football players for the college. Also, the young man was six feet tall and very strong physically. He had to be to play football and be one of the best. In addition, Chris used to be Jill’s boyfriend before they broke up. Jill only tolerated him at the party because he’s friends with the other guys whose girlfriends are Jill’s friends. Otherwise, she wouldn’t talk much with Chris, for as far as she’s concerned, he’s nothing but a big jerk who thinks he can push everyone around, especially the girls.

Amy noticed that he was watching her. At first, she ignored his glances and started to mingle with the other people at the party. However, after about fifteen minutes into the gathering, Chris came up to Amy when he caught her standing alone before the punch.

He said, “Hi, I’m Chris.”

Amy quietly responded with, “ Hello, I’m Amy.”

Then, she could tell that Chris started to become more and more open with her. In fact, he began suggesting they go out and start dating. Amy said that at this point in time, she wasn’t ready for a boyfriend. He looked surprised and then backed off clearly insulted, for his ego was somewhat tarnished in his own eyes. The personification of conceit walked back to a group of some of the other students and started talking with them. Amy, on the other hand, poured herself some punch and ventured away over to Jill and some of the other girls. At first, the perplexed lady thought the whole incident would pass; however, now and then, Chris would glance in her direction.

While bullshiting with the young felines, Amy ask Jill, “ Where’s your bathroom?”

Jill answered, “ We’ve got one upstairs, but I think someone’s using that one, here, why don’t you use the one in the basement.” Jill pointed to the cellar door and gave Amy the directions. Amy went to the door and proceeded down the stairs. She found the bathroom with no problem. The girl went into the small chamber, closed the door, and proceeded to do her business.

Chris, to Amy’s misfortune, noticed her go into the basement. He guessed correctly that she was using the toilet, for when he was Jill’s boyfriend, he became somewhat familiar with her house. The suburban punk made up some excuse to leave the group that he was with. Further, he made it look as if he was going to get more to drink. However, when no one was looking, mister hotshot snuck into the basement.

Chris went straight to the bathroom door and kicked it. The panel flew open instantly, for it wasn’t locked. He saw Amy seated upon the bowl, looking up terrified. Chris laughed and eyed her saying, “ So I’m not good enough for you, you bitch!” Amy said she had nothing against him and only wanted to be left alone. Walking toward her, the violent egotist grabbed the girl, raising the exquisite figure to her feet. Next, he pinned her against the wall and opened his trouser zipper. Removing his hardened cock, the rapist forced his way into Amy’s pussy! Afterward, the pig moved back and forth a few times until he came. Amy, on the other hand, just stood there in terror; she felt humiliated and psychologically hurt. When Chris finished the unholy task, he pulled his prick back in and closed the zipper, saying to Amy, “If you tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you; is that clear, bitch!” Amy quietly nodded in agreement. Chris turned around and went upstairs, silently blending himself back into the party as to not have his absence recognized. In some distress, Amy pulled up her pants and also walked upstairs.

Chris looked at her, but she made every effort not to notice him. Next, the victim went up to Jill and said, “ I think I’m coming down with some kind of a stomach ace; I just don’t feel good. I’m sorry Jill, but I’m going back home.” Jill understood and said goodbye.

After Amy left, Chris walked up to Jill and ask, “ Why did the pretty lady leave?’

The hostess replied, “ She said she wasn’t feeling well.”

Chris said, “ Oh well, I guess those things happen.” He then walked back to where he was previously standing.

Rushing to her car, Amy got in, throwing her purse down and starting the ignition. The black haired beauty hit the accelerator and sped away. On her way home, she was tormented by what she just experienced. The word rape went constantly through her mind. Having a hard time concentrating upon driving, the distressed girl almost had an accident on the way home.

Finally, Amy parked her car in front of the apartment building and got out. Our tortured individual quickly grabbed her purse and ran upstairs to her apartment. When arriving inside, she threw herself on the couch and fell over to cry. She lay there for almost an hour. Nevertheless, she pulled herself together and went into the bathroom. She looked into the mirror and felt ashamed. Indeed, the lady wouldn’t tell anyone, not so much out of fear of Chris, but out of pure embarrassment.

The woman moved away from the mirror and started to undress; she took everything off and stepped into the shower. In earnest, Amy washed herself completely, even her hair. Upon completion, she put her night clothes on and went to bed. However, right before she fell asleep, boot girl realized there might be a chance that she’s pregnant. Moreover, pregnancy is the last thing she now needed, especially to give birth to the child of the man who just raped her. Next, Amy decided she would look for an abortion clinic the next day and have them check her out.

The next morning she got up, made some coffee, got dressed, and picked up the yellow pages. college girl turned to the pregnancy termination section and called one of the clinics. Further, she hoped there would be an answer, for today was Saturday. To her delight, a receptionist’s voice answered. Amy told the person she simply wanted to find out if she’s pregnant, and if so, have it aborted. The voice ask no further questions, only set her up for an appointment that very same day.

At two O’clock, Amy arrived at the clinic; she entered and told the person at the desk her name. The receptionist lady smiled and told Amy to take a seat. “The doctor will be right with you.”, the woman in white said. Distressed Amy sat there for a while and waited.

Finally, a door next to her opened and a beautiful blond haired professional looking female walked through and said, “ Hello, I’m Dr. Tracy; I understand you want to be checked for pregnancy, and if so, have it terminated?”

“Yes”, replied Amy.

The doctor then proceeded to say, “ Don’t worry, you don’t have to tell us anymore; all we do is perform your request; that’s all.”

Amy said, “Thanks”.

Both women walked back into the procedure room of the clinic. Amy then undressed and was told to let herself undergo some tests. Amy agreed and a few minutes after the tests were complete, Dr. Tracy returned to tell the girl that she, Amy, was indeed pregnant. Amy next told the doctor to give her the abortion. The physician made the rape victim sign some papers and then proceeded. The girl lay back and had a machine placed between her legs. Next, the sexy doctor said, “ Just relax, this won’t take long.” The doctor turned on a switch, and the sound of vacuum was heard. Next, Amy felt a sensation go up her vaginal cavity; finally, there were a few pinches in her abdominal region. Afterward, the blond pulled out the hose and said, “ See, we’re all finished.” With the job complete, Dr. Tracy gave Amy a few general instructions incase there’s bleeding or any other negative side effect. Amy got dressed, said thankyou to the doctor, and then walked out of the room to the receptionist. Happily, she pulled out a credit card form her purse and paid in full. After the transaction, our lady left the clinic, got into her car, and drove home.

Upon arriving home, Amy told herself that she would put all behind her and continue with school and work from hence forth. In addition, she promised herself that she’d never go to any future parties or put herself in a position to be easily abused.

As the weeks pass, stiletto heals succeeded very well in almost forgetting the whole thing. On occasion, she would happen to see Chris while changing classes. However, he never came up to her and she certainly made no effort to get his attention.

With the school year almost to an end, Amy’s term paper was about due. She had twenty more pages to write and needed a few more books to read up on the subject matter of the thesis. In fact, this particular essay was for a special class the young woman was taking that year. The course was about the ancient witchcraft rituals of the Mediterranean world. The subject was quite intriguing. Our curious student liked it very much. Moreover, if she’s to practice archeology in the cradle of civilization, then she’d need as much knowledge as possible.

Therefore, in order to finish the paper, she went to the downtown library of the city whose suburb she lived in. Archeologist to be entered the library and sat herself at one of the computer terminals. Amy started scanning the records for the topic of interest. Finally, she found the book titles and their locations. The attractive one got up and went to where the material was located. Upon arriving at the spot, she picked out the books and got ready to leave. However, out from under the old wooden shelf of the bookstand, dark hairs saw the edge of an old manuscript. The paper collection looked archaic and yellow. Next, she thought to herself, “ This material must have been here for over one hundred years.” The girl reasoned so because she knew that the library opened up in the later half of the last century. Also, the bookshelves were the original ones constructed with the building. Furthermore, the bottom of the shelves were only an inch off the floor, hence anything pushed under could theoretically last there indefinitely. Somehow, the manuscript must have been pushed forward, perhaps by something going under from the otherside.

With anticipation, Amy bent down to pick up the manuscript. Being written in English, there was no problem in understanding the work. However, as she went over to one of the tables and sat down to read part of it, the loner realized that the manuscript was written by an archeologist of the last century. In fact, his name was Hans Gunther. With all her previous readings, she never heard of him. However, Amy continued reading. She discovered that the manuscript was a description of ancient spells and rituals. Pretty girl laughed as she read the material. Next, she looked around and decided that no one’ll miss the thing if she took it home with her. Therefore, she slid it into her bookbag and went down to the first floor, checking out her other books. Finally, Amy left the building and got into her car, started the engine and drove home.

Upon arriving at the apartment, she began finishing her term paper, completing it a few days before the final exams. With herself all prepared for the tests less than a week away, she decided to rest for a couple of days before returning to the university and taking the finals.

During that short time interval, Amy looked again at the old manuscript. She read the entire work from start to finish. The entire composition at first seemed humorous to her. However, she recalled a particular spell that seemed quite simple to perform. The lady said to herself, “ Why not, why not try this, what’s the harm?” The manuscript told her to take a particular set of simple items and put them together. If these items, the manuscript stated, are put together to form a certain pattern, described in the work, then any object placed within the pattern will be elevated to a height of two feet; that is, the object will simply float two feet off the ground. Amy gathered the simple set of items and placed them on her livingroom floor in the precise configuration stated in the manuscript. Next, she went to her desk and got a dictionary, placing the book inside the configuration. In three seconds, the book started to slowly rise to a height of two feet. Amy jumped back in awe. Her eyes opened wide and she exclaimed to herself, “ Holy shit! I don’t believe it!” Dressed in her jeans and boots, the girl just stood there for five whole minutes staring down at it. Finally, she bent down and removed one of the items from the pattern. The book fell to the floor and remained still. Amy looked at the object in her hand and replaced it as to preserve the configuration. Once again, the book rose to a height of two feet into the air.

This excited her. She played with her new discovery for a while and then dismantled the pattern and threw the simple objects into a drawer. “This is amazing!”, she said to herself. She walked back to her desk with the manuscript on it and sat down.