Roxy's

Roxy and Karen used to be major enemies. Ever since grade school, they despised each other, and spent much of their time thinking of ways to ruin each other's lives. They were both popular and good students, especially Roxy, who came from a traditional Indian family. Roxy put up the innocent look for her parents' sake, but in reality, she was far from it.

Karen, on the other hand, was as innocent as she pretended to be. She planned on saving herself for marriage ever since she was a little girl. It all came from her Christian upbringing. She was the stereotypical southern belle - long legs, flowing red hair, sexy accident, sexually innocent, but evil and devious. That was why she got Roxy caught for cheating in 7th grade.

Roxy had, in fact, cheated. It was the only time, and it was because the pressure from her parents was too much. The poor Indian girl was in tears when she sat in the principal's office. That was when she promised herself that one day she would get Karen back.

As years passed, the two girls matured. If you can believe it, they were friends through most of High School. In reality, Roxy still despised Karen, but was feigning friendship so that one day she could have the means to return Karen's favor. Her grudges lasted that long.

Karen was still a virgin when the two girls entered college, though Roxy had slept with her fair share of men. She was the "Indian slut" on campus after only a semester - a moniker she kept well hidden from her parents. The girls were roommates, and poor Karen got sexiled from the dorm so often, but she bore with it.

It wasn't until a few weeks into the second semester that Roxy saw what she needed. She walked into the dorm one day, and Karen was quickly closing windows on her computer.

"What are you looking at?" Roxy asked.

"Oh..nothing, dahling," her roommate responded.

"Hmmmm..." said Roxy to herself.

Later, when Karen had left the room, Roxy began to poke around on Karen's computer. Just as she had suspected - pornography. Suprisingly, most of it lesbian porn, and a lot of BDSM. Quickly, Roxy downloaded all the information onto a CD.

Karen returned. "I know what you've been doing," Roxy said.

"I beg your pardon?" said Karen.

"All the porn on your computer."

Karen turned red. "Sweethaht, were you using my computah? Why were you doing that?"

"Do you remember, Karen, when you screwed me over in 7th grade? You got me caught for cheating."

"Are you still sore over that? Come on, dear, we're friends now."

"No, bitch, we're not. I have all your porn on a CD, and I'll tell your parents if you don't do exactly what I say."

Karen was rather taken aback. "Well, ah will certainly not be bossed around like this? Roxy, what's come over you?"

Roxy stood firm. "Will you obey me, or will your parents have this CD tomorrow morning?"

Karen could barely speak.