she's a party girl

Muffy barrelled down Poplar Street going 91 miles an hour in a Porsche with a half empty bottle of premium Vodka in the passenger seat at 2 AM. The very, very slight white dusting of the cocaine she had snorted at Fawndale's only dance club still rested on her upper lip. The world was a swirl of black road and yellow lines before her. Unfortunately, such a world did not recognize "red" and she blew through a red light at nearly three times the speed limit.

The red and blue lights of the police car didn't register at first, and in truth didn't really register until the next day, when her father and the state's best lawyer were talking to her in a private room in the city jail. In fact, it was pretty much all a haze to her with the various stimulants, depressants, uppers, downers, and psychodelics she was taking.

That is, until the final sentence came down: 200 hours, community service and 2 weeks house arrest. Case dismissed. Muffy pouted and whined, but it didn't matter to the judge. She sulked all the way out to the waiting Lexus her father had waiting for her as she slid in. That night, she drank herself to sleep, barely able to comprehend what the terms "community" and "service" had to do with one another...

She rose from her bed, the undignified ankle bracelet heavy on her smooth leg. She stumbled into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Her firm breasts stood out from her tight tank top with fully erect, eraser-sized nipples atop B cup breasts that were jutting out above a smooth midriff before flowing into her erotically wide-but-not-too-wide hips and ending with her elegantly long legs. Muffy silently thanked God or Zeus or whoever that her father, Dieter Von Klapp, had chosen an underwear model for a wife instead a frumpy Prussian debutante.

She turned away from the mirror, and looked at the letter that had been shoved under her door. It was from, of course, the Fawndale police. She bit her lip, pushed her highlighted, fashionably styled hair over her ear, and opened it.

"Dear Ms VonClapp;

 Having been assigned to a variety of community service activities totaling 200 hours due to your plea bargain, we hearbye inform you that you shall first be assigned to..."