Corrine von Strauss

It was Corrine von Struass, the richest girl in school. She was very pretty, and her hair, clothes, and make up were always perfect. She never wore the same outfit more than once a month. The joke around school was that if her house caught fire, she would have to fix her hair and make up and pick out the perfect outfit before she fled.

Today she was wearing a pair of tight brown suede pants that probably cost a few hundred dollars, a pair of stiletto heeled boots, and a long sleeved, white silk blouse. Her thick, long, honey blonde hair was held back in barrett behind her shouldlers. There was not a hair out of place. Her green eyes grew wide a she spotted the whipped cream covered spectacle. The paints showed her ass nicely, and the blouse was tight enough to show off her firm C cups.

"Oh my god!" she said, "Like what the hell is goingn on? I came here for a Red Bull, not some you know slutty porn show!"