Obviously, Erin's an evil one after all

A full week after selling Erin the access codes to your lieutenants' phones, allowing the mean, hot blonde sorority babe access to all of your **** network's clients and contacts, you finally got a text back from Erin. You almost were wondering if she was going to ditch you following procuring all of this info, so you’re pleased to hear Erin‘s custom ringtone during one rainy afternoon.

It's a text from Erin, and it reads:

"Sorority house, 7 PM. Come to my room directly. Bring your phone."

Making your way up the Delta Delta sorority house staircase after letting yourself in, you’re only slightly out of breath when you reach Erin’s room on the very top floor. The humidity of the rainy day has left the common rooms and the stairwells sweltering with heat and wetness, but Erin is the depiction of cool and collected when you enter the room.

"Come in," Erin greets you politely, putting on her businesswoman tone. She matches her professional demeanor with a white button-down blouse that balloons at the buttons from her massive D cup rack, and a skirt that is both sexy and professional, leaving plenty of bare leg showing.

"Well well, this is a welcome surprise. I’m glad I am on time for my appointment," You try to crack a joke as you shut the door to Erin’s room and take the seat she offers you at her desk.

Erin cracks you a rueful smile, maybe cringing at your joke more than anything else, but she’s in an incredibly positive mood as she lays out several folders and USB drives on the desk in front of you. "You are technically 87 seconds late," Erin informs you, "but I will overlook it at this time."

"Not even a relative retard like yourself would be surprised that I’ve made a wide variety of enemies in my 3+ years at this university," Erin starts with her presentation, uncrossing and crossing her A+ legs as she delves into the information. "You don’t need to know any of the particulars, and any personal details I give you here are either to do your job well, or to motivate you better when you decide to take up these individual cases."

"Some of these requests are more pressing than others, which you’ll see indicated by the color-coded format on each target's dossier, but I know you’re already far too intelligent to pry into my personal past if you don’t get enough detail." Erin clicks the folders together, stacking them neurotically. "Isn't that right?"

There are several dossiers on the table... there are a lot of scores Erin wants you to settle for her.

"But... what's in it for me?" You ask a stupid question

"Each of these targets involves either monetary compensation, increased access to the sorority house, or direct freedom to sexually pursue the target, depending on each case." Erin basically tells you to go fuck yourself with your questions. "There will be plenty of reading to do later on as you go into depth on each file."

"And... I will certainly allow a little bit of leeway as long as it… Doesn’t benefit any of these bitches."