The Corruptor, Part 8

"The Corruptor"
Part 8 of 10
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Karrie kept her promise to Bonnie and waited until she got home to open the
small package she sent homw with her. It was nearly 12:30 in the morning when
she got home and she was very tired. The pots effects lingered in her body.
She had enjoyed the sensations immensley, half disappointed in herself that
she hadn't tried it earlier. Bonnies statements rang true as she climbed the
short set of stairs to her bedroom, "All things in moderation..."

She tossed her things in her room and headed to the bathroom. The mirror
revealed her makeup was slightly faded now and her eyes looked as red and
tired, confirming her exhaustion. She brushed her hair and teeth, and retired
to her bedroom.

Karrie opened her backpack and removed the brown paper bag. The top was neatly
folded and stapled shut. She broke the seal as she sat on the end of her bed
and peered inside. Several folded pieces of paper with dates on the outside
made up the content, and one titled "Read Me First". At the bottom of the
sack, a small baggie of the marijuana sat next to a pipe and a package of
rolling papers. Karrie smiled and turned to look at the clock on her
nightstand, 12:37 am. She got up and locked her bedroom door, then went to her
dresser and lit the three scented candles that sat atop.

"In moderation", she told herself, "this could be quite fun." Karrie first lit
a fresh cigarette and drew deeply to calm her nerves. She was taking a pretty
big risk, about to smoke pot in the house. She felt confident that the
cigarette smoke and candles would mask the smell. She exhaled as she packed
the small glass bowl with a large pinch of the weed. She brought the pipe to
her lips and flicked her lighter to life. She slowly ran the flame back and
forth across the bowl and inhaled directly to her lungs until they were full.
She held the smoke and when she felt the urge to exhale, she gulped in a quick
breath of air. She exhaled a large amount of the smoke towards the ceiling and
smiled. The tingling started slowly in her feet and hands. "One more," she
said raising the pipe again. She eventually repeated the process twice more,
until the bowls contents declined to glow.

She picked up her smoldering cigarette and tapped the ash, it had gotten long
and ugly. She placed it in her lips and allowed it to dangle while drawing.
With her left pinky, she gently scraped the ashes from the bowl into the
ashtray, making sure to keep it clean. She exhaled through her nose and
continued to drag. Her lungs were getting saturated, and the feeling was
wonderful.

Satisfied that the bowl was sufficiently cleaned, she placed the pipe in the
baggie along with the papers and placed them in her nightstand drawer behind
some old magazines. She felt quite stoned now and crushed out her cigarette,
immediately lighting another, and returned her attention to the letters. She
opened the one titled "Read Me First".

Karrie, I'm so happy you've made the decision to explore your true self, and
have allowed me to be your 'guide'. Thank you.

Now, on to this package. I've provided you with a little 'weed' to do with as
you please. I noticed how much you enjoyed it and I'm happy to share a little
with you. Be careful with it, remember "Moderation".  Karrie giggled at this
and exhaled towards the letter, and continued reading.

Until your birthday, we will not see each other. Instead, I've enclosed a
series of 'tasks' I want you to complete before we celebrate your birthday. We
will only celebrate your birthday if the tasks are completed on the date that
I've specified on the outside of each letter. If you fail to do any of these,
then we won't see each other again. Plain and simple. If you want me to be
your guide, you must follow my instructions.  Karrie looked a little puzzled
at this, not quite understanding where all of this was going.

If you have any questions, you can contact me via email only. My address in at
the bottom of this letter.  Karrie glanced to the bottom and indeed it was.

I suggest you read each day now, so you can plan your next two weeks
accordingly. The first task isnt for a few days so I can help make
preparations for you.

Until we see each other again,

Yours Truly, Bonnie

The letter was sealed with a lipstick kiss, approriately it was Crimson.

Karrie crushed out her cigarette and lit a new one, settling in to read the
accompanying three letters. She was a bit puzzled but excited by the mystery
of Bonnies little package. Her mind was foggy but still she comprehended what
she read. She quickly thumbed through the three letters and found the one that
should take place in just 3 days, opened it and read.

April 6

There is a store on west 5th called Fantasy for Adults. It sells adult
material like movies, magazines, and various sex toys. Go there and purchase
yourself something you think you'd enjoy. No magazines or movies, it must be a
sex toy.  You will bring it with you when we meet for your birthday. You are
not to use it before our birthday celebration, and it must be still in the
original packaging. Feel free to spend as much time there as you wish, its a
wonderful store, they even allow you to smoke while you shop.  Bonnie

April 10 You have such a wonderful body and it should be decorated. There is a
Tattoo Parlor called Altered Skin on Reserve street. I will have made
arrangements with the artist there to have him perform some art on your body.
Don't worry, nothing to extreme. I assure you it will be tastefull and
appropriate. You may wish to smoke some of the weed before going through with
this so the pain will be a little more bearable. I've scheduled this 4 days in
advance of our celebration so you may heal.

April 14 - Our Birthday Celebration Happy Birthday! To get you set for the
night, I will have arranged a full day of pampering at Cedar Creek Spa for
you. Pedicure, Manicure, Mud Bath, Body Waxing, Facial, and Make Over. Enjoy
your day there, plan to spend all day. I will also have a fresh wardrobe for
you when you are done. A limousine will pick you up promptly at 5:30 pm. and
we will finally get to celebrate.

Karrie exhaled one final time and crushed her cigarette out into the ashtray.
Maybe it was the pot, or just her senses in general, but she could no longer
focus. The room seemed to spin, and she had to blink several . She felt like
she was no longer in control of herself and she loved it. She was being led
like a pony an a halter, going round and round.

Between her excitement, confusion, and the wondeful effects of the marijuana,
Karrie did not sleep until 4:15 am, and decided that skipping school the next
day was appropriate.

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