Chapter 4

Amy left the building and nervously walked around the block twice before deciding they'd had enough time to get dressed and resume working. My God, she thought, anyone could have walked in on them. Or me, for that matter, and she shuddered at the thought, then shrieked as a rollerblading skater came extremely close to her before deftly cutting to one side and skating blissfully away. After she'd recovered her poise, Amy recalled the excitement she'd felt watching them. 'Am I an animal just like them? Or is that the way people act in this city? They sure don't do things like that back in Seegerville or have I missed something? I had better get my act together, ' she chided herself; and gathering herself once more with a serene demeanor--obviously acting out a scene from a favorite movie--Amy strode through the lobby and into the elevator as if she'd been coming and going there for years.

This time the elevator stopped three times before she reached her floor. She noted with some smug satisfaction that her stomach had acclimated to the fast rise as well as the fact that she was still tingling between her legs from what she had witnessed and done to herself as she'd watched.

Reaching the office Amy knocked lightly on the door and heard Janice's response. "Come in, the door's open."

'She sounds different now that she's not getting humped, ' Amy thought. 'She actually sounds like a sweet thing. Maybe we can become friends, ' said to herself as she entered the office.

"Hello," Amy said in her best business voice. "I'm Amy Jefferson-Prentice. Mr. Prentice is my Uncle. I believe he's expecting me."

Janice gave her a winning smile as she appraised Amy, and said, "Of course! We've been expecting you. My, you are certainly a pretty girl."

"Thank you. You're very kind to say that. Is my Uncle in?" Amy intuitively understood that she had passed a test of some sort.

"Yes, yes he is. Just one moment, he's on the phone. I'll let him know you're here. He's so excited about your visit. He told me he hasn't seen you since you were about nine years old, is that right?"

"Yes, it has been a long time. I must confess, I don't remember what he looks like." Amy whispered the next few words, "Is he fat and bald?"

Janice laughed out loud. "Goodness no! She rose up from behind the desk. "He's rather handsome actually." She turned toward Mr.Prentice's office door, now fully closed, "Let me tell him you're waiting."

And Janice rose from her chair and opened Uncle John's office door. "John? Amy has arrived. Come on, hurry, she's waiting and you don't keep a lady waiting. I shouldn't say that, no one knows that better than you." She laughed at herself, and Amy thought it had a surprisingly happy lilt to it.

Amy smiled and thought, I guess a good fuck does put one in a good frame of mind. She was squeezing her thighs together to confirm the fact when her uncle emerged from his office.

"Amy!" He said loudly. "Finally, I get to see you again. It's been far too long." He was hugging her before he finished speaking.

Uncle John was impressed with the firmness of her young breasts as they pressed against him for perhaps a moment longer than might be expected. He sensed this and decided then and there to seduce her.

The hug over, they stepped back and looked at one another. Amy caught herself thinking. "He's so... so handsome.'

'She's definitely special, ' John conceded, as his eyes roamed from her face to her toes.

Amy became aware of John's scrutiny and blushing, looked down at her white blouse and dark blue knee-length skirt.

"Is something wrong Uncle John?" she asked, straightening her clothes rather than look him in the eye.

"No," Uncle John said with a wolfish smile. "Everything's just fine," he added and licked his lips.

"Oh! You've a button open on your cuff," Amy said, pleased at finding a minute way of reminding him that he'd just finished doing it with his secretary.

"Hmmm, so I do," he replied, promptly rectifying the problem.

"Now come on into my office," gesturing with his hand that she follow him. "We have a lot to catch up on."

As she did, Amy turned to Janice and said, "It was very nice meeting you Janice."

"Likewise," said Janice. "Perhaps we can get together some time, maybe lunch?"

"That sounds like a great idea. Why don't I call you tomorrow and we can set a date?"

"Good. Well, I'll see you after you finish with your uncle."

" 'kay, see ya," Amy said in perfectly ungrammatical English.

Once inside her uncle's office Amy took a moment to look around. The couch was still rumpled from their earlier activity, but the view of Manhattan from his windows was spectacular.

"Impressive, isn't it?"

"Gosh, yes. I've never seen... well in the movies perhaps, but..."

"St down, sit down," he said, indicating the couch.

Gingerly, Amy sat and immediately flushed for this was the very spot Janice had been a few minutes earlier while Uncle John humped her silly. When she realized her legs were very exposed from her seated position, the flush grew a deeper shade of red.

"Your father tells me you've come to the city to begin an acting career?" Uncle John said, not looking at her, but a memo on his desk.

"Yes," she said and began to fidget. He looked up and noticed her flush, then allowed his eyes to scan her long limbs.

"I can tell you have a fine figure," he said as her flush deepened. "Do you have much in the way of experience?"

"Experience?"

"Yes, you want to be an actress don't you?"

Oh, yes!" Amy said as she crossed her legs, unknowingly providing John with a glimpse of her panties. "I starred in the last two productions at school. And before that I worked as a supporting actress in two other shows. And... there was one Dinner Club Show, but that was more of a variety type thing."

"So, you're really just starting out?"

"Um, I guess so." She felt deflated, "When you put it that way."

'Jeez, ' she thought, 'he's making my experience sound so demeaning.'

Realizing that he'd hurt her feelings, Uncle John quickly moved to repair matters. "Well, remember everyone has to start somewhere. Now I have a friend, Mona Lott, who has made several motion pictures. If you're up to it, I'll invite her over tonight for dinner. Would you like that?"

She had never heard of Mona Lott, but the prospect of meeting a genuine movie star had her giddy with excitement.

"Oh, Uncle John, that would be wonderful."

She didn't realize that she was jumping up and down on the couch with excitement, but her Uncle John took it in and smiled at her.

"Amy, can I ask a favor of you?"

"Of course Uncle John, what is it?"

"Please call me John. Uncle makes me feel... older than I am. I know it's foolish of me, but," he paused for effect.

"John it is. Now may I ask where and when I get to meet Mona? Do you know what movies she's been in? Is she making one in the city now?"

"Whoa there, one at a time, please." He said laughing. "Tonight around eight, my place," he murmured as he scribbled his address on a pad and tore off the page handing it to her. "Now I'm going to ask you to stay at my place until we can find you a decent place of your own."