Luke Ryan: Amazon Warrior Princess

Luke Ryan pushed his slightly overgrown red hair out of his eyes as he watched the delivery men unload the last of the seven statues. The “Seven Amazon Warriors” were a new exhibit his museum was going to unveil in the morning. It was unusual for the museum to be in such a rush to open a new exhibit. In the three years Luke had worked here as a night watchman, they had never pulled a night shift to set up an exhibit. But these statues were special. They were just recently discovered in Greece and though they were ancient, they were all completely whole and in tact. What's more they were so life like they looked like at any moment they would reach out and grab you.

Luke gazed into the eyes of the weapon master amazon, so-named for the preponderance of weapons she carried. She had a shield on her left arm and a whip in her left hand. In her right hand was a spear and her only clothing was a bow and quiver hung across her body from her left shoulder to right waist and a belt from which hung a sword, a sling and what appeared to be some kind of throwing daggers.

The other statues mostly only had one or two weapons or a shield and weapon and as such they didn't even have even any meager belts to clothe their nakedness.

Despite their nakedness all seven statues looked powerful and imposing. They stared out in challenge and each exuded a power and strength that was palpable. Luke found himself both intimidated and enthralled. No art work or artifact in the museum had ever filled him with this sense of awe and admiration.

He looked into the eyes of the weapon master statue and he was transfixed. The eyes seemed alive. He felt as though they stared right through him and weighed his very soul. He found himself stepping closer to the statue as he fell ever deeper into those eyes. He reached out his hand and lightly touched the right breast of the statue that stood as tall as him and then rapidly pulled his hand away as a sensation that seemed to shock him, burn him, and freeze him all at the same time, went through his body and left him shivering.

“Luke!” Elisa Davros yelled as she grabbed him by the arm and whipped him around to face her. The assistant curator in training and daughter of the head curator seemed to tower over him even though at 5'8” she was a full seven inches shorter than him. “What do you think you are doing groping priceless ancient artifacts!”

“No, I wasn't, I mean I didn't.” Luke stammered. “I was just--”

“You were just coping a feel on the statue my Father has spent the last year of his life working to bring to this museum. If you're that hard up I am sure glad I didn't go to that concert with you as 'just friends'. I knew you had more planned for that night than you were pretending.” Elisa said dismissively.

“What's the problem here?” Ed Reed the senior night watchman asked as he came up to them.

“I'll tell you what's wrong here Luke was putting his creepy ginger hands all over the statue.” Elisa said.

“Is that true Luke?” Ed asked.

“No I just--- Awwggh!” Luke yelled an he doubled over in pain.

“Oh stop faking being sick Luke it won't get you out of this.” Elisa said bending over so she could look Luke in the eye although what caught Luke's attention was Elisa's impressive cleavage and the look down her blouse that Elisa had just inadvertently given him.” Luke, do you hear me?”

Luke straightened up quickly blushing, “Uhh yes Elisa it is just, I mean...I'm not.....URGH!” The contents of Luke's stomach suddenly ejected from Luke's stomach and projectile vomited all over Elisa covering the front of her blouse and even her skirt in what was far and away the most vomit Luke had ever seen come out of him at any time in his life.

“Oh my---Luke you---it's down my blouse---it's.., it's all in my clothes---AHHHH! Elisa screamed as she ran to the nearest bathroom.

“Oh she will definitely make you pay for that one Luke.” Ed said as he grabbed on to Luke's arm. “Here you don't look to steady on your feet. We better get you home. Hey shades help Luke to the street and get him a cab.”

“Sure thing boss.” Shades said as he wrapped an arm around Luke and grabbed Luke's other arm. “that was classic Luke! I can't believe you barfed all over her royal hotness like that. She is going to make your life mis-er-able after that.”

“You mean more than usual?” Luke groaned.

“Buddy you ain't seen nothing yet. You know you still don't look so good let me know if you are going to barf again will you? I don't want to end up like miss bossy pants.”

“Actually now that you mention it maybe we better head for the bathrooms.” Luke croaked out weakly.

Shades slowly helped Luke limp over to the bathrooms but then Luke felt a certain surge in his stomach and he pulled free from Shades grasp and ran for the bathroom door. He burst through the door into the bathroom and came to an abrupt stop, He could hear Shades say “Hey Luke that's the Woman's bath...” as Shades followed behind Luke, but Shades stopped mid sentence as he too caught sight of what had brought Luke to a stand still, Elisa standing in front of the bathroom sink wiping herself with paper towels wearing nothing but her high heels and a pair of lavender panties covered with black lace.

Elisa screamed then yelled as she clamped her hands over her bountiful breasts, “Luke, Morgan! What the hell are you two doing in here!”

“I uh..” Luke started but then ran to the sink and heaved into it only to see to late that Elisa's skirt, blouse and bra were already soaking in water in it.

“Really!? My clothes aren't even clean yet, and you throw up on them again!”