The Corruptor, Part 7

"The Corruptor"
A very Looong Part  7
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Ashley woke to the sound of distant clinks and clatters, noise from the
kitchen. It took a moment to remember where she was exactly. When the memory
did come, her mood turned sour. Ashley rolled over to look at Karrie, who was
wide awake and watching Ashley.

Ashley jumped a bit, surprised. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Watching you sleep, planning my day.." Karrie replied.

"You did a real shitty thing last night, I'm still pissed off at you." Ashley
said rolling back over.

"Now, Ashley," Karrie began "Just because I wouldn't do anything but kiss you
last night shouldn't change our friendship." Teasing now, Karrie reached over
and lightly stroked Ashleys shoulder.

Ashley jumped out of bed at the touch. "Your psycho," she stated as she pulled
her pants back on. "I dont know what's gotten into you. First you show up
smoking out of no where, then you're seducing me, and then you're pushing me
away. I dont care for your head games."

Karrie listened patiently and then sat up, exposing her breasts. "Your just
mad that you got so horny, and didn't get any. I didn't say 'never' Ashley,
just not last night. I'm kind of saving myself..." Karrie trailed, swirling a
finger in her hair and looking away distantly.

"I know you and that Bonnie have a thing going. Just wait till everyone hears
about this!" Ashley shouted, pulling on her shirt.

Karries mood turned immeditately, and her tone was now harsh and serious. "NO
One is going to hear ANYTHING about this Ashley, understand?" Karrie stood
now, fully naked but uncaring. She walked closer and pointed a finger in
Ashleys face. "You have MUCH more to lose than I do. I'm a nobody to everyone
else at school. How would THEY react if they found out little Popular
Cheerleader was a lesbian??"

Karrie stood close enough now that Ashley could smell her stale unpleasant
breath. Ashley simply picked up her shoes, opened the door and left. Karrie
searched her top drawer for a night shirt and sweats and pulled them on. From
the kitchen she heard, "Hi Ashley, nice to see..." followed by the front door
slamming. Karrie smiled and put her pack of cigarettes and lighter in her
sweats pockets.

She walked down the stairs towards the kitchen slowly. Her mother saw her
coming down and started to say something, but then noticed her daughters
haircut and faded makeup.

"Karrie, my God! You look different... I mean, you look great!" Joyce said,
truly taken back by her daughters new appearance. 

Karrie stepped past her mother heading to the coffee pot, saying "Thanks Mom,
that means alot. It was a lot of fun, and I like the look, alot."

Joyce smiled, and then asked, "Was that Ashley, I hardly recognized her too?
Did something happen between the two of you last night?"

Karrie stood sipping her coffee thinking of how to explain. "Ya know Mom," she
said, "Would you like to come out on the deck and have this conversation?"

Karrie opened the slidding door and took a seat in the cool, still morning
air. It was late April and the fresh air was wonderful. Joyce followed her
daughter. She stood with arms crossed and a look of concern gracing normally
somber face.

"Let me start by saying 'Dont Freak'." Karrie extracted the cigarettes and
lighter from her pocket. She watched her mothers expression change from
surprise to anger to sorrow. Karrie lit a cigarette and inhaled, holding the
smoke while she sipped her coffee, and then exhaled a lazy stream forward.
Joyce now chose to sit and her face was expressionless.

She drew once more and tapped the ash to the redwood deck before continuing.
"I started this about 3 months ago, so please dont think 'It's that Kelly
woman'. Bonnie has nothing to do with this." Karrie lied. Drawing again and
speaking through her exhale, "I promise you that I wont smoke in the house
except in my bathroom or bedroom, and I'll always run a fan or light candles
or something, OK?" Joyce nodded as she stared at the stranger across from her.

"Now, about Ashley..." Karrie said, and then drew deeply once more. "Ashley
tried to kiss me last night, and wanted to do much more than just kiss... do
you understand where I'm going with this Mom?"

"Yeah, I guess so, honey..." Joyce said. She was coming to.

"And Mom, don't worry about this 'smoking' thing. I do enjoy it and so I dont
want to hide it from you. I'll be going to school in about 4 months anyway. Im
going to keep doing it whether you approve or not, I just hope you can accept
it and we can have the same relationship we've always had."

Joyce sat staring towards the table, knowing what she wanted to say, but not
knowing how to begin. Karrie took this opportunity to finish her morning
cigarette and drop it into an empty pop can that sat on the table. The can
briefly hissed and a tiny wisp of smoke rose out of the lid.

"Are you doing drugs Karrie?" Joyce asked with tears in her eyes.

Karrie was sipping her coffee and she almost choked on it.

"Jesus, MOM, where did that come from... and No, I'm not using drugs, and I
probably wouldn't tell you if I was, so I guess your just going to have to
believe me." Karrie asserted. She was enjoying the control she felt over her
mother, and she couldn't help but crack a small smile as her mother wriggled
in worry.

"I saw this movie last night, 'Traffic', and the drug czar's daughter was
smoking 'smack' or some damn drug, and you should have seen what it did to
them..." Joyce blurted out, wiping a solitary tear from the corner of her eye.
"You are all I have in this world and I dont want to see that happen to you,
thats all, Karrie, I just dont want to lose you..."

Karrie could see her mother needed her, and she put her own agenda aside for
know, and went to her. She hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek. "Im
not doing drugs mom, I'm not going to do drugs. Im just finding out who I am,
and a large part of me now knows that Im a smoker. I'm truly sorry if that
hurts you. But it doesn't change who I am... understand?"

Joyce nodded and wiped away more tears, tears of relief this time. She
believed her daughter and a wave of relief spread through her, causing chills.
"So Ashley tried to make it with you??"

Karrie and her mother laughed at this and hugged again. They finished their
coffee together and really talked for the first time in months.


Tuesday evening came and Karrie was getting ready to head to the Kelly's. John
was once again out of town and Bonnie was going to some ladies house to play a
game Karrie had never heard of before, BUNKO, or "some shit like that" she
said to herself. There were no troubles at school, and Ashley avoided her like
the plague. Karrie kept to herself as usual and her new look drew little
attention from the 'clicks'.

After their tense Sunday morning, Joyce and Karrie seemed to have gotten back
to normal. Karrie stuck to her word that she would only smoke in designated
areas in the house. A light tap on the bathroom door was followed by her
mothers voice, "You're going to be late Karrie."

Karrie took a final drag on her cigarette and ran it under the sink and tossed
it into the toilet. She applied a thin coat of cream lipstick to her lips as
she exhaled lightly through her nose. Her makeup was light and appropriate,
yet ravishing she thought as she smacked her lips together to even the
coating. "Coming..." she said. She turned off the lights, turned on the fan,
and shut the door.

Joyce sat watching TV and watched as her daughter came down the stairs. She
was still taken back by her sudden transformation, and a bit jealous she
believed. "Honey, Im too tired to drive you, you can take the car if you
like." She held the keys up in the air. "But no smoking in there..." she
warned as Karrie snatched them from her hand.

"I know Mom," Karrie whined, "we've been over this... See you in the morning."
She blew a kiss to her mother as she left the house.


Karrie arrived at the Kelly's promptly at 6:30. She knocked on the door and
was met Bonnie and a crying Madilyn, held in her arms. Bonnie rolled her eyes
as she invited Karrie in.

"I meant to call you," she lied, "Madilyns pretty sick, so Im not going to go
tonight." she said as they walked into the living room. Bonnie would have had
another excuse if her daughter wasn't feeling well, but Madilyns fever came at
the perfect time.

"Oh, OK, well I can just go home if you like," she said. She was hoping her
open statement would be rewarded with an invitation to stay.

"Im gonna put Madilyn down pretty soon. She just had some Motrin. You can stay
for a while and just chit-chat if you like..." she offered.

"Perfect!" Karrie said, not trying to hide her enthusiasm.

Madilyn went down 15 minutes later.

Karrie and Bonnie sat in the kitchen sipping wine and smoking.

"So, she came onto you?" Bonnie asked, trying to sound surprised.

Karrie nodded as she drew. "She didn't take rejection very well, I guess."
Karrie smiled as she exhaled and then sipped the white wine.

"Did she mention anything to you about us meeting in the bathroom?" Bonnie
asked, trying to be naunchelaunt about it. Bonnie was relieved to have learned
that nothing serious had occured between the two young women.

Karrie looked away as she lied, "No... what happened in the bathroom?" She
asked back, trying to sound ignorant.

Bonnie lit a fresh cigarette and refilled their wine. "She made some crack to
me about 'me wanting you' and all this other crap. I just told her to mind her
own business." Bonnie replied. Karrie listened to this lie and searched a bit
deeper.

She looked up from her glass into Bonnies eyes and spoke softly, he fingers
trembling a bit, "Do you?"

Bonnie smiled and looked at Karrie. She drew on her cigarette and sat it down
into the ashtray and took a large gulp of the wine. Her blue eyes never left
Karries as she spoke."Do you understand what it would mean if I said 'yes'
Karrie. There are consequences when adults become involved with underage
kids." 

She took Karries hand and gently stroked it. Karrie slowly closed her eyes and
lightly licked her lips, showing Bonnie the pleasure she was feeling.

Bonnie continued to speak as her finger nails traced small patterns into
Karries wet palm. "I'll be very honest Karrie. I find you very attractive, I
have since the start. I have been with women before and it's something that
you either love or hate, there is no middle ground. John knows about my past
and encourages me to pursue things which I find plea sure in." Karrie
continued to stare, inhaling Bonnies words.

"I want to share my pleasures with you Karrie, if thats what you'd like."
Karrie nodded and picked up her cigarette and drew deeply, holding the smoke
as long as her body allowed.

Karrie spoke, "You've already shown me this, and I love it" she said referring
to the cigarette.

"I'm glad that you do, Karrie." Bonnie said, exhaling. "I knew you would, I
just didn't imagine you'd take to it this quickly." Bonnie leaned closer and
spoke in a whisper. "Karrie, love... when do you turn 18?"

Karrie leaned in with a large smile, "In just two short weeks, my love..." She
leaned forward to kiss Bonnie and met her fingers instead. Karrie looked
confused and a bit hurt.

"Then we'll have to patiently wait for that incredible night, won't we?...
love." Bonnie said teasingly. "It will happen, Karrie, I wont deny EITHER of
us that. But we WILL have to wait for THAT."

Karrie let out a sigh and soft whimper. "Just knowing you feel the same way
makes me want you sooo bad, Bonnie." Karrie said "Cant I have just a sample of
what you have for me?" she pleaded.

Bonnie exhaled into Karries face and smiled coyly. "Yes, Karrie, I think a
'sample' is just what the doctor ordered." Bonnie crushed out her cigarette
and headed to the bedroom. "Meet me in the living room, and turn on the
stereo."


Karrie did as she was told, and sat on the floor, propped up against the
couch. Bonnie returned with a lively spring in her step. She was carrying the
cigar box from the night stand in her hands. Bonnie sat directly across from
Karrie and placed the cigar box in between them.

"Before I unlock this, Karrie" Bonnie warned. "Anything in moderation can be
pleasurable. Things 'others' consider to be illegal are among the most
pleasurable things in the world. Do you agree?"

Karrie felt her answer would certainly dictate whether Bonnie would unlock the
box or not. "Of course, Bonnie." When Karrie answered, Bonnie slid a panel
from the side of the box and revealed a key. She tapped it out and unlocked
the key. Things seemed to be moving in slow motion as the anticipation was
killing Karrie. Bonnie lifted the lid and revealed the boxes contents to
Karrie.

The box had a sandwhich sized baggie with several large buds of pot, a package
of rolling papers, a small mirror, a razor blade, and a glass straw. Karries
eyes lit up and she looked at Bonnie. "Cool, I've never smoked pot before..."

"I know," Bonnie replied with a wink, " I can tell by your reaction."

As Bonnie removed the papers and baggie, Karrie asked "What are those other
things for?" fully knowing the answer.

Bonnie knew she knew, but played along anyway. "Lets just say, you'll find out
what those are for on your birthday, OK? Now pay attention, I'm going to make
you do this next..."

Bonnie began a ritual which she enjoyed almost as much as smoking the pot.
Karrie watched with enthusiasm as Bonnie removed two papers from the pack. She
gently licked one of the ends and placed the other a third of the way on top
of it. "These papers are a bit to short," Bonnie explained, "So I make 1 long
one out of two..." Karrie nodded as if to say, "makes sense to me...." and
continued to watch. Bonnie began to pick off large clumps of the bud and place
them onto the paper, careful to remove any seeds and pieces of the stem.

"Here, smell this," Bonnie offered as she passed the remaining buds to Karrie.
Karrie took the baggie and inhaled the scent deeply. She understood why some
people called it 'skunk' bud. She placed the baggie back in the cigar box and
watched as Bonnie slowly rolled the paper back and forth, compacting the pot
into the long paper. When she was satisfied that the roll was 'tight' she
brought the gummed edge to her tongue and slowly licked from left to right.
She completed on final roll, merging the papers and twisting the ends slightly
in one deft move.

Bonnie held the joint up and said "Walla!" giggling. Karrie giggle too and
wriggled as well. She was getting wet and a small spot was showing in her
crotch. Bonnie noticed this and smiled.

"Would you be a dear and go grab our wine, a lighter and an ashtray?" she
asked.

"Yeah...' Karrie said leaping to her feet. She seemed to be back in an instant
with the requested items. 

Karrie resumed her position on the floor. Bonnie took this opportunity to sit
in her lap, facing her so their legs wrapped around one another. Karrie
enjoyed the close approximaty that they shared.

"Now, these can get a bit 'sloppy', try not to get to much saliva on the
end..." and placed the joint in her lips. She leaned into the lighter and
audibly inhaled directly to her lungs. The tip glowed and burned slowly as
Bonnie continued to draw. When she was done, she motioned to Karrie, who took
the cue and leaned forward, opening her mouth.

Bonnie exhaled a tight blue stream of the sweet smoke into Karrie mouth, and
Karrie naturally inhaled, making sure not to let any of the precious smoke
escape. Bonnie smiled as Karrie held the smoke and let the THC race through
her veins. When her body needed a breath, Karrie exhaled a thin cloud loudly.

"Very good, Karrie," Bonnie said "Now, your turn." She passed the joint to
Karrie who mimicked her mentor, inhaling directly to her lungs, slowly but
deeply. When she had held as long as she could she leaned forward and shared
the smoke with Bonnie. Bonnie eagerly accepted it and allowed their lips to
briefly touch. Their eyes met and Bonnies tongue darted out and swirled around
Karries lips once. Karrie instinctively leaned forward accepting more, but
Bonnie pulled away.

Bonnie exhaled and apologized for the flagrant foul. "Sorry, just couldn't
resist. Patience and moderation, Karrie, patience and moderation." Bonnie and
Karrie finished this joint in this fashion, sharing and teasing.

When it was finished, Karrie took a sip of wine. Her mouth felt dry and her
arms felt heavy. Her eyes began to squint slightly. The music was light but
seemed to resonate through her. She hadn't noticed Bonnie hadn't left the room
until she returned.

"Had to check on Madilyn, " she said, sitting behind Karrie on the couch. Her
legs straddled Karries shoulders and she began to rub Karries shoulder and the
back of her neck lightly.

"Nice feeling isn't it?" Bonnie asked, refering to the pot.

Karrie managed to hum an "mmmm hmmm". Bonnies touches felt so alive on her
skin. Karrie leaned into her deeper. Bonnies hands moved slowly to the front
and lightly caressed her breasts softly. Karrie whimpered again. Bonnies
teasing was becoming unbareable, and Bonnie knew it. "Patience and moderation,
my love..." was all she said. "Feel free to let go though, just let go...."

Bonnies words swam into Karries left ear and circled around in her brain.
Karrie, feeling no shame unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off. "Thats right,
just let go..." Bonnie repeated. Karrie slipped her right hand into her
panties and began to slowly trace the lines of her swollen labia. They seemed
to open to accept her fingers. She reached in further and dipped two fingers
deep inside. Bonnie continued her pace on Karries breasts. 

From somewhere, Karrie heard a lighter pop, and Bonnie was exhaling and
handing a cigarette to Karrie. She accepted it with her left hand and quickly
drew. The sensation of the smoke in Karrie's lungs was expouned ten fold from
the effects of the pot. Her hips and hand moved in unison as she fucked her
fingers with a slow and persistent rythym. As she came, Karrie let out a moan
that started in her toes and flew out her mouth. She bucked uncontrollably
and dug her fingers in as deep as they could go. Her juices ran freely
through her fingers and soaked through her panites into the carpet.

Bonnie watched with wild eyes, her own juices were flowing freely, but she
resisted the temptation to pleasure. Karrie took one final drag and dropped
the spent butt into the ashtray. "Holy Fuck," she gasped, "and repeated this
until she caught her breath.

Bonnie lifted Karries right arm and gently began licking the juices off her
fingers. She winked at Karrie who struggled to keep her eyes open. Her tongue
slowly swirled around each finger tip, making sure not to miss a drop. The
taste was bitter, salty and sweet.

When she was done, she got up and left Karrie on the floor. Karrie didn't pass
out, she simply lay on the floor, enjoying the sensations that were bombarding
her. The music was her favorite, and she would sometimes sing along when a
song came on that she knew. "CRAAAAAAAZY" she would yell loudly, mimicking
Brittney Spears. Bonnie heard it all from the bedroom as she prepared a small
care package, giggling too.


At 12:05, Karrie and Bonnie had both come down from their highs, and they sat
in the kitchen sharing conversation and a cigarette.

"Don't be ashamed," Bonnie told Karrie," it was wonderful. I loved watching
you. If it makes you feel good, thats all that matters. And your birthday will
be even better, I promise." She performed her trademark wink and smiled as she
exhaled.

"We'll I've got to get going Bonnie, Shit, I have school tomorrow," she
laughed as she crushed out her cigarette into the ashtray.

Bonnie nodded and picked up the small brown paper bag from the counter. "This
is for you, Karrie. Read the note inside, and do what it says, but wait to
open it until tomorrow. Understand?" Bonnie asked, turning serious.

Karrie smiled and said, "Well shit, you've peaked my interest now, how can I
wait?"

"Just promise me you will... can you do that?"

"I will," Karrie said, and she did.

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