Case 1

From the Files of the Institute
Case AY0001

Memo: status- private.

To: Dr. D. Roberts
Fr: Dr. J. Williams
Re: Andrew Young, case AY0001
Dt: June 16, 1979

Dave,

I thought the following information would be of interest. This is the summary of debriefing from the field agents combined with the thiopental sessions from the subject and his coven.

You should note, our tech writers insist a narative form is better for the synopsis. In general we all agree, but I know it isn't the normal form seen in the literature.

If you want detailed reports from the agents and transcripts of the subject's and coven's questioning, I'm afraid you will need to come for a visit. Security will not allow removal of material from this site.

Subject was 19 when he was picked up. He was a spark for over 2 years at that time.

Jack.

Summary Of Subject Ay0001, Initial Experience, Discovery Of Talent:

There was a noise Andy kept hearing lately. It was very annoying. He'd be sitting in class, especially when sitting behind Ann.

Ann always made him nervous. She was the prettiest girl in school. He wanted to ask her out, but he never traveled in the same social circles.

When she was in front of him, the noise was more like a single voice. He kept hearing things about makeup, dinner, ink leaking from pens, and stuff. Every now and then it was something about pain. This last seemed to happen once a month for a few days.

The voices kept coming. Last week he could have sworn he heard his mother tell him to take out the trash, and did it. Before he realized she was in the front yard, while he was in the kitchen.

Then the other day, his best friend, Eddie, had him over for the night. Eddie's parrents were away for the weekend. Only Eddie's sister Paige would be there to annoy them. They were hanging out, talking about how they'd go to the same college and stuff, when Paige walked by.

He swore she'd said something about little dweebs, and walked on. But he thought he could still hear her talking about organizing her phone calls, getting the laundry started, picking the dress she'd wear to some dance coming up, and some gooshing romance stuff about a guy named Jim.

He told Eddie to wait. He was going to go see if she'd really called them dweebs. But Eddie came along anyway.

"Hey Paige?" he said, standing at the laundry room's door.

"What is it Andy?" she responded while dumping some dirty stuff on the floor. She was certain the pink dress she wanted was somewhere in the hamper.

"The pink one is in the other hamper, I saw your mother put it in about an hour ago," he offerred.

She stopped and stared at him, her jaw hanging wide open.

"How did you know I wanted the pink dress?"

"You just said," but he knew she hadn't said anything about it.

Eddie was starting the dance of bathroom need. He dashed away, leaving Andy to explain to the older girl just what he'd said. He'd seen a cloud of anger gathering about her face.

"You wouldn't understand," he tried to cover.

"You just try me buster. If you two guys are trying to pull something on me, I'm gonna have your hides."

God how nice she looked, he thought. It'd be neat to get a look at those tits she sticks out so far when she's pissed.

"If you guys think for one minute," she began pulling the sweat shirt out of her jeans. "That you're gonna bother me tonight, you'll have a war on your hands."

She lifted the material above her breasts, which at the moment were unencumbered by a bra. The skin was clear and firm, showing a full two or three handfuls at each tit, tipped with a rubbery looking red brown nipple on either side. The nipples hardened perceptively as the cooler air hit them.

"You can get the hell outa here, right now," she added to her diatribe for effect. She seemed unaware of her partial nudity before him. She lowered the front of her shirt again as he turned to leave.

He was stunned. Staggering back to Eddie's room, he thought about what happened. He resolved not to tell Eddie about it.

They chatted for a while longer, played a computer game, and talked about Ann's nice figure.

Eddie fell asleep first. His snoring was enough to keep Andy wide awake though. After a few moments, Andy got up. He wondered if Paige was still awake.

Stepping silently from between the covers, he felt around for a pair of slippers to wear. He'd have to pad about bare foot, since he couldn't quite find them in the dark.

He worked his way across the mess strewn bedroom and out to the partly lit hallway. Eddie hadn't stirred.

Down the hall he heard a female voice, one side of a conversation. He crept closer to Paige's bedroom's door. He was able to open it about 3-4 inches to get a better view into the room. Inside was Paige, in the buff, talking to someone on the phone.

Her body was stretched out across her bed, feet hanging off the sides. She would curl her toes, and kick the foot up towards her slender little bottom. He couldn't see her boobs, they were underneath, but her hair was a little longer than over her shoulders and curled nicely from a recent perm.

"Oh James!, you know how badly I want you. How desperately I need to see you." Then there was a quiet pause.

"I'm completely naked, just sitting here thinking of you."

Again a little pause, after which she giggled.

"If you want, of course."

She rolled onto her back, she would like this she thought. Bob heard it as though she'd said it aloud. Her tits were now out and in view. With her free hand, she began to knead the soft flesh, occasionally squeezing her nipples. When her hand manipulated her nipples, her eyes shuttered closed until she moved her fingers elsewhere.

"Oh, it feels so good love." Pause.

"No, I haven't touched it yet. No. The short hairs are curling into little balls of silk fine thread. I'm a little wet. I can see the hairs at the opening are getting soaked." pause.

"I'm moving my hand along the insides of my thighs, giving myself the gentle caress you always do."

Andy saw her part her legs, exposing the furry patch between. The moist red outer lips of her pussy were visible as well. She dipped a finger into the opening, letting out a light moan as she did.

His prick was getting hard inside the pajamas he'd brought over. He reached down and began to pull at his organ.

"Uh, yes Jim, I've got my fingers inside, I'm imagining it's you inside me. Oh God, you're so good to feel. Oh yes, yes, don't stop now Jim, I'm just getting started."

Her hips began rotating movements against her fingers. Her hand was now moving quickly, stopping to rub the top of her vulva's flesh, then returning to the penetration of her cunt.

"Oh Jim, yes, you make me so hot, yes I want you to take me. Please fuck me Jim." her voice had become low and breathy. Her eyes were staying closed now. Her head moved from side to side. It looked like a struggle to keep the phone against the side of her head.

"OHHH!, yes I love you. I want you. I need you now!" she squeeled into the phone. Her body was rhythmically bouncing off the bed. She was unable to hold onto the telephone as she reached orgasm. Her lurching movements continued a moment, then stopped.

Panting she picked the phone up.

"Hi again." "Did you?" "It was great." "God yes, I can hardly wait." "Too bad you couldn't visit while my folks were away." "Love you, bye bye."

She hung up the phone, and saw Andy standing there, his cock stiff in his hand.

"YOU! you little snoopy twerp!" she began.

But he was concentrating on what happened earlier, when she was doing the laundry. He'd wished to see her breasts then, now they were already exposed. Now he tried to imagine her, wrapping her lips around his cock, and sucking him off.

"You're gonna get in a lot of trouble snooping on me when I'm on the phone," she spoke as she marched her naked body over to the door, opening it very wide. She started to tell him how Jim would tear him to shreds, but as she continued talking, she knelt. A moment later she took his penis in one hand, held his bottom with the other, and plunged his cock between her lips.

"Yeah!" was all Andy could say. In only a moment his jism spewed forth, into her mouth, and down her throat. She continued to suck, until nothing further came out.

He concentrated on her wanting to invite him into her bed, to make torrid love as long as possible. At this point, she was kneeling before him naked, with a look of uncertainty. She seemed confused, like why had she blown a kid she was throwing out of her room. But she knew now she was horny and this youngster was just what she needed. He heard it coming before her mouth formed the words.

"Your kinda cute Andy, how about you keep me company for a few minutes?"

He grinned, knowing his luck had just picked up, and stepped over to the bed. She helped him peel off his sleep wear, and planted a soft wet kiss against his mouth.

Her lips were velvet light on his own, her tongue a serpent of excitement within his mouth. She pulled his hand to her breasts, allowing him his first touch of a woman's tit.

He was pleased at the supple feel of compliant flesh. The nipple stiffened up quickly. Her mouth exuded a full sigh of joy into his own. She rubbed her crotch against his leg, getting his leg wet with her juices. He felt down the bone bumpy skin along her spine to the crack of her ass.

One hand on her butt, the other pinching the sharp red nipples, Andy was in ecstasy. Her eyes opened occasionally to look longingly into his own. Her hair was now moist with sweat at the roots, and slipped into their kiss when it could.

Her hand was rubbing at his crotch and balls, trying to get another rise out of him. As he felt her tits, he became aware how each pull or pinch of the nipples seemed to cause her hips to become more frenzied. His cock began to harden again.

He slipped his own hand down twixt Paige's moist thighs. Her wetness was a real serious turn-on, his cock becoming very stiff now. He worked a finger in the folds of her pussy. As his forefinger worked around, she winced.

"ow, that hurts, be more gentle lover," she admonished. He tried keeping the finger straighter, running the adjacent thumb along the top, where he'd seen her rubbing earlier.

"Oh yes! Much better," she sighed.

Her legs parted at this touch. He worked his body up to a sitting position, allowing him to suckle at her breast. The roughness at the back of his tongue drew a deep moan from her.

He worked both of the hard nipples with his tongue, delighted as he switched from one to the other with his mouth. He found biting down gently with his teeth excited the erect red tips as well, eliciting a deep moan from Paige.

"God yes, more." she whispered throatily. He was unsure whether she wanted her tits played with more, or if the thumb and forefinger he was using on her cunt were what she was after.