The Corruption of Erin - Part 1

The Corruption of Erin – Part 1

Erin took a step back and looked at her painting. Not bad... She'd been taking this latest art class for about seven months now and was quickly becoming a little more proficient. Her latest project involved that classic art-class-motif... a bowl of fruit. Her apple... ALMOST looked like an apple... the orange... well it was an orange circle, how hard could it have been? And the banana... oddly penis-like. That would need some work.

Ms. Erin Kelly had graduated from high school not three weeks earlier. Long hours of study followed by longer hours of irresponsible behavior. In this way, she was like nearly every other teenager on the planet. But there would be no story if everything was going to stay this way, would there?

Erin was a skinny little thing... about five foot six, long blonde hair and decent enough curves. As usual... she was typical. Erin put down the brushes and walked over to her chair. Her parents had given her a room quite a bit bigger than she might ever need. Her family was well-to-do and living in the suburbs. She was the only child and their house had two master suites, giving her the benefit of a room with an adjoining bathroom (a must for any teenage girl!).

“Erin! Get your ass down here! You've got a visitor!” her mother's voice called. Okay, so her parents weren't the NICEST people in the world, but they never really mistreated her. “Coming!” she shouted in reply. Quickly, Erin stashed her painting supplies away and heading downstairs to the living area. When she arrived downstairs she found her friend Leslie waiting in her doorway.

“Hey Erin!” she squeeled as she ran into the house. What proceeded was the usual lightning-fast banter that only two teenage girls can provide and understand. Where Erin was just like every other teenager in the country, Leslie was anything but. She could have been a porn-star. Short, very large breasts, a bubbly personality and a dark skin tone that made her look like she spent a lifetime in the sun. Leslie invited Erin to head out to a late dinner with some friends, and Erin was happy to oblige her.

Erin was almost set to leave for college – and these last days with her friends were becoming progressively more important to her. They agreed to meet at the local Italian restaurant around 9 o'clock at night. It was going to be a long night, but her parents wouldn't really mind. They understood well that she was an adult now (if only just barely) and could no longer keep her locked up at home, no matter how much they wanted to.

To be Continued...