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Subject: "Coming To America" by Kristen (Part3)
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Archive name: student3.txt (m/f, Voy, Rp, mast, mc, v)
Authors name: Kristen Kathleen Becker
Story Title : Transfer Student (3/3)
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PART THREE (FINAL CHAPTER)
< Two weeks later >
The alarm blared in Robyn's ear, bringing her slowly
awake. Moaning softly, rolling over on her stomach, she
reluctantly opened her eyes. 'Oh god, this is the day',
she thought. Life had been hell for the young woman
since that day when the video was shown to the whole
school. As Robyn dragged herself from her bed, the
whole incident ran through her head for the thousandth
time. She remembered looking up expectantly, excited
to see the Mars landing on the television, but as it
dawned on her that she was watching a video of two
people having sex, her face went white as a sheet. 'It
was her! It was her and Taylor! But how could that be?'
She hadn't even told Max what she had done with Taylor.
Then with mind numbing fear she slowly turned to Max
who was sitting beside her in class. Their eyes locked
for a moment, and she could see terrible the anguish
in his eyes. Robyn opened her mouth to tell him... Tell
him... What could she say? Max with one more long look
at the TV screen stood - trembling, knocking his chair
over, then he turned and ran from the class room.
In that instant Mr. Stephens had noticed that some-
thing was amiss. He quickly walked to the TV set, and
looking at the screen in front of him, stopped for a
moment to take in what was happening. As he watched the
young lovers performing, he realized that he knew them.
He said out loud. "My god!" and reached for the off
switch. As the television turned black, he swung around
to look at Robyn. She was frozen in her chair. She
looked like a young deer in the headlights of an on-
coming Mack truck.
Mr. Stephens said, "Robyn, I think you had better
come with me." And with that he took her arm and lifted
her out of her seat and quickly walked her out of the
room. As they stood facing each other just outside the
class room, He said, "What the hell was that I just saw
young lady?" His face was red, and he looked very up-
set. Robyn's tears began to trail down her soft cheeks,
and all she could say was, "I'm sorry Mr. Stephens, I'm
so sorry, I didn't mean......"
Robyn spent the rest of the morning in the princi-
pal's office in abject terror, waiting for her father
and mother to come to school. Taylor was sitting across
from her, and they had both been suspended from school
for two weeks. Finally her father showed up, having
been called at work and told the story, he looked at
his daughter as if she were a stranger. Robyn began to
cry in despair. There was nothing she could say, noth-
ing at all. She couldn't explain what she had thought,
or why she'd had sex with Taylor. She thought that her
life was at an end, life would never be the same.
*
Now two weeks later, after a huge fight with her par-
ents, she was going back to school. Her father had been
all set to take her out of public school and place her
in the local Catholic School - St. Bartholomew's. She'd
fought her parents long and hard to stay at Mountain
View High. Her parents couldn't understand why she
would want to stay after her humiliation. Her father
said, "Young Lady, I just don't understand you any
more. First you humiliate yourself, and shame our
family, then you want to brazen it out and go back to
a school where you are a laughing stock." He was so
frustrated with the situation he was almost in tears.
But Robyn persisted, and the time for her to go back
had arrived. She left the house quietly, dressed in a
long skirt and heavy sweater. She was going to be good
from now on. Dress conservatively, think conserv-
atively, act conservatively, she thought. Walking with
her head down, eyes looking at the ground, she hurried
to school. She was scared to death at what her class-
mates would say. She couldn't even let herself think
about Max. He hadn't come over once while she was
grounded. The last sight she'd had of him was the day
of the video, and the look on his face was etched into
her memory forever.
As the young high school girl entered her home room
class, the other kids quieted down. Pretty soon there
wasn't a sound to be heard, as Robyn crept to her old
seat. She couldn't bring herself to look anyone in the
face. She just slumped down in her seat, and looked
forward focusing on nothing. Then all of a sudden there
were hushed whispers, and she looked up to see Max at
the door. They looked into each others eyes for a mo-
ment, then he swung into the room and sat a few chairs
way from her. He didn't look her way again for the rest
of the period.
*
Robyn thought that the day she'd just spent at school
was maybe almost as bad as the day of the video show-
ing. Finaly school was over, and she was walking home.
At least Jerry and Kelly had talked to her, even ate
their lunch with her, but no sight of Max since home
room. Jerry had invited her to come with them to the
Phoenix, buy Robyn had declined, all she wanted to do
was go home and climb into bed, and cry.
She was walking through the play field, eyes to the
ground thinking about how she had screwed up hers and
Max's life with her stupid actions, when someone pushed
her in the back. Robyn flew to the ground hands first,
scraping both palms. The young girl cried out in fright
and pain as she hit the dirt. Shocked and confused
Robyn looked up at her assailant. Her jaw dropped as
she recognized Taylor, and a couple of his football
buddies.
"Taylor, you have a nerve. I thought you'd be in
hiding, not pushing girls around." She sneered. Robyn
was ferrous at him, he had forced sex on her, then
shown the video to the whole school. Right then she
would have liked nothing better than to strangle the
life out of him, but she knew she couldn't do that,
even if she had been strong enough to over power him,
which she wasn't.
Taylor laughed at her, pointing he said, "Little
whore really liked riding my dick. You guys saw it, you
think she'd like to suck it now?" He stood over Robyn
threateningly and scuffed a little dirt onto her skirt.
Robyn's eyes started to water, not in fear, but anger.
How dare this bastard keep trying to humiliate her!
What had she ever done to him? All she wanted to do was
keep the peace, she'd always treated everyone with re-
spect. But here he was hurting her again, she couldn't
believe it.
Then Taylor grabbed her shirt sleeve and dragged her
to her feet. "Maybe the guys would like a piece of the
action this time, waht'da think Robyn, you up for a
little orgy with a bunch'a horny jocks." He pulled the
girl to him and pressed his mouth to her lips, giving
her a sloppy uncaring kiss. C'mon guys lets take little
Robyn slut back behind the bleachers and show her a
good time." He clamped his big hand over Robyn's mouth,
and bodily dragged the girl the 30 feet or so to the
bleacher area. Taylor's two friends followed a little
unsure.
Once all the teens had reached the secluded space
behind the deserted bleachers, Taylor threw Robyn to
the ground. She was breathing hard now. His hand over
her mouth and nose, making her light headed with lack
of oxygen. Fear was in her eyes now, as Taylor hovered
over her menacingly. Without warning he dropped onto
Robyn and started to wrestle her blouse open. Robyn
began to scream, that was all she could do, and she
screamed at the top of her lunges.
Taylor flat-handed her hard. The shock of the slap
stunned her, it also silenced her for a moment. "If you
scream like that again bitch, I'll smash your cute lit-
tle nose, got that? You just lie there and take it like
the good little whore that we all know you are, ok,
baby?" He started pulling Robyn's blouse open, not
caring about the damage he was causing. Buttons went
flying and cloth ripped as he undressed her roughly.
Her blouse and bra lay a few feet away in a pile, and
her skirt was ripped open to reveal her beautiful silky
legs. Taylor stopped for a moment, breathing raggedly
with his efforts, mixed with his rising lust. He had to
admit that this girl really was beautiful, and he
stared at her revealed body for a few more moments be-
fore he called to his friends. "Hey was I lying when I
told you she's a gorgeous piece of ass?" The two other
jocks looked like they would be ready for their turns
when Taylor was finished. Robyn begged him to stop,
"Please Taylor, don't do this to me. I've suffered
enough, you've already ruined my life, what are you
trying to do kill me?"
Taylor just laughed and said, "Baby, all I want to do
to you is fuck you. I don't give a shit if you want'a
die, just don't do it until I'm done, OK?" He forced
the girls long legs apart with his massive ones, and
began to position his cock-head at her opening. Robyn
was determined this time to fight and die if necessary,
she wasn't going to let Taylor rape her. But as the
teenagers wrestled in the dirt, Taylor became frust-
rated with the squirming girl and hit her another
glancing blow to the head. That knocked the remaining
fight out of Robyn. She lay there stunned, tears pour-
ing down her dust covered face. Taylor quickly mounted
the sobbing young woman and thrust hard into her.
As Robyn numbly looked past The humping boy on top of
her, she saw the blue sky, and the birds flying over
head. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed not quite as
clear and brilliant as before, something was gone from
her face too. The liveliness that had played across her
features was disappearing with each thrust of the teen-
age rapist. Robyn knew that she couldn't go on any
more, her life was over now. Taylor had won.
One of the other boys was dropping his pants in anti-
cipation. He looked on as his buddy fucked the hot
girl, 'it was so fucking perverted', he thought. He
hadn't ever been this hard before, he was looking for-
ward to banging this chick in the worst way.
Taylor was really enjoying himself. 'God she was
tight', he thought. "Yah baby, I'm gonna come in you
again, maybe this time we can make a baby. With our
looks we'd make a knock-out kid." He increased his
thrusts at the thought of making this hot 'bitch'
pregnant. Robyn closed her eyes and wanted to die.
Then all of a sudden there was a loud noise, a yell,
then all hell broke loose. After the yell, the next
thing that registered in Robyn's mind was that Taylor
had stopped thrusting into her, then the blood. Was she
dying, had they killed her. Then the scene came into
focus. MAX! OH MAX!
Max had found them, and he was smashing heads. He'd
already downed the guy with his pants down, and
apparently he'd banged Taylor on the side of the head
with a board, because he was standing in a crouch,
naked, still with a partial erection, blood dripping
down the side of his head, circling Max in a wrestlers
stance. But Max didn't waste any time, he took the two
by four and slammed it into Taylor's crotch. The big
football player doubled over and crashed to the ground
face first.
Max rushed to Robyn, cursing over his shoulder at the
remaining boy who turned and ran as fast as he could.
"Hi beautiful, How ya doin?" Robyn, laying in the dirt,
resting against Max's arms, stripped naked, dirty, and
disheveled, and just gave him her fascinating smile,
with her big blue eyes shined brightly. . .
Epilogue:
In a perfect world Robyn and Max might live happily
ever after. And Taylor would go to jail for a long
time. But it's not a perfect world. But then I just
finished this on August 20, 1997. So if the events just
happened, and lets say they did. Then Robyn and Max
have as much chance to be happy ever after, as anyone
else. Hope you enjoyed my story. Kathy/Kristen
(c) 1997 Kristen Kathleen Becker Kristen078@hotmail.com
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WARNING! NEVER, NEVER practice unsafe sex. In this day
and age, it is just plain stupid to have unprotected
sex with strangers. This story is for entertainment
not to be imitated. You only have one body per life
time... Take good care of it... Kristen
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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