The Fall of the Prodigal Child

[Tyr]

The party was raging as they often were on Friday nights on fraternity row. The streets crowded with people, music blaring and general sense of rowdiness. The university wasn’t far away, and often students from the dorms, and graduate housing came here knowing there was dancing, music, alcohol and more. Local police generally looked the other direction and stayed away, unless specifically called in, as the college and its student body were a major part of the local tax base. The campus cops watched the roads mostly to keep drunk drivers under control, and not let the festivities wander beyond the boundaries of fraternity row. Otherwise people were free to come and go, and enjoy the various activities of the sororities and fraternities.

Most everyone moving about was somehow associated with the university, and generally between the ages of nineteen and twenty-four, Daniel or Dan to his friends was a little different. Regularly he was in attendance to these parties, but neither went the college or really came from the same background. Being twenty-seven he was decidedly older than almost everyone, and had never attended college, and wasn’t planning to. No, he was there as an independent entrepreneur of social enhancers, as he like to think of himself, rather than as others might call him a drug dealer. At the university one must be politically correct, and not judgmental, which of course just made Dan laugh, as he thought of what he liked to call himself, when someone asked and he felt like telling them.

Looking around with his dark brown eyes, Dan cut across the road, which had no real traffic, but college kids out having a good time. Dressed in a dark leather jacket, black t-shirt, and blue jeans, he almost blended in as he made his way in the direction of one particular fraternity. Several didn’t condone his product sales, and had asked him in the past to leave, but this one and a few others looked the other way. It might have helped that occasionally for special events he supplied a girl or two to key members of the fraternity so that he could continue to sell his wares. The boys of course happy that they got sexy young women to fuck them without any strings attached, for Dan a small price to pay to have an exclusive arrangement.

Running his hand through his almost unkempt hair, its medium length brown strands going whatever direction they wanted as he stepped onto the sidewalk, but a few hundred feet from his intended target. Even from here he could see people standing in line to get in, and others strewn about the lawn hanging out and talking, the booming sound of music clear even this far away.

 

[Alessa]

Sandy was entirely out of her element.. she had never done parties before, and hadn't really planned on doing this one. It was only the pressure of her friends that had ever convinced her to set aside her books and head out. The frat house was large and overloaded with partiers.. this was obviously one of the more popular parties on campus. As her friends laughed and talked and tugged her into the house, finally making their way through the long line of people waiting, she watched the people moving around.. drinking drinks, laughing, smoking, making out - it seemed there was something for everyone! It was so loud, too, with a booming beat that made it hard for her to talk and caused her tummy to dance to the beat.

She had dressed in what she thought was wild clothing for the party, at her friends' encouragement. She had on a black pair of pumps and a jean skirt that buttoned down the side. On top of that was a red tank top with spaghetti straps, a white bra, and white cotton bikini panties. She was only seventeen years old, having graduated high school two years earlier as a child prodigy with a perfect grade, and never really felt like she fit in with the college crowd. She'd never even dated any of the boys, mainly because they were so much older than her. Unfortunately, it didn't help that she normally dressed her age. Sandy adjusted the two flower hairclips made her thick hair cooperate as she scanned the house with her dark brown eyes.

Inside was sheer chaos. People moving in every direction, some dancing, some sitting, some hanging out around a beer keg. She tucked her long, brown hair behind her ear and adjusted her glasses, biting on her lower lip nervously. She was never the best with crowds and was obviously extremely tense. She turned when she heard a loud bang, trying to see what was happening, and when she turned back all of her friends had disappeared! Apparently, they had decided she was more likely to enjoy the party alone. They were wrong!

Shaking her head in disgust, she picked out a possible path. If they were going to cut her loose and leave her alone, she wasn't going to stick around. Holding her clutch tightly in one hand, she began to try to push past people to get to the door, but couldn't make any progress. At 5'3", she was hardly intimidating and tended to blend in with the nearest wallpaper. Sighing in frustration, she decided to try and wait a bit and see if she could get out then.

 

[Tyr]

Dan waved to a few people as he passed, one or two noting his arrival as they were past customers. All knew better than to accost him on the front lawn where he would be exposed, business was always done inside away from prying eyes. Individuals, couples, and groups hung out, the major commonality was almost all held one of those ubiquitous red plastic cups that more than likely held some random cheap beer. There were smiles, laughing and general revelry as horny guys and girls looked for opportunities. Moving to the front of the line, he was quickly passed through as he was an often attendee of these parties. Dan already had divided his product in to small bags, that could be sold for easy denominations and had the most requested items: ecstasy, coke, poppers, crack and speed. He had more than enough to keep these fuckers bouncing off the ceiling.

Dan said hi to several people, and knowing there favorites, quickly took the proffered money, and make a quick hand exchange for goods, and moved on. The most favorite of drugs were alcohol and weed, which weren’t things he dealt in, as both were far to common to make any serious money dealing. Just looking around proved his point, he could see that everyone was drinking, and age seemed to matter little, especially if some guy thought he could get into the pants of one of these sorority sluts. And he couldn’t help but smell that particular pungent aroma of marijuana as pipes and rolled cigarettes were passed around, and he knew if he looked he’d find a bong or two in use. All of this of course was irrelevant and kiddy play as he had the real stuff these kids wanted.

It wasn’t only the guys coming up and buying, he had several girls he sold to in the past that wanted some of his candy. There were always friendly hoping to get a better price or some additional free product, occasionally he obliged especially if he thought he might get a new client. Everyone paid so far in cash, which was a bit of a bummer as usually one of his steady female customers paid with services in kind. What their parents might have thought it they knew their precious daughter was on her hands and knees sucking cock to pay for a few snorts of coke. Oh well it was business, and though the cash was preferred, he did like the perks sometimes too.

Grabbing a beer he now went looking for those who didn’t find him, and any other potential new customers. Normally he didn’t approach groups unless he was invited by someone he knew within them, many individuals didn’t wants others knowing of their personal proclivity for chemical enhancements. Others were outgoing and unrepentant about their desires for specific narcotics. He did at times when he wasn’t busy approach individuals that were alone, to see if there were in need of his special services. Plus there was a tremendous amount of young pussy wondering around, that if he played his cards right, he might just get to bury his cock into. His head panning back and forth, he began to look for someone that might hold his interest.