Chapter 6: Erika
Copyright 2020 Charlie Flemming
Erika Slope wasn't a thing like her mother, but good luck telling Liz that. Erika certainly
looked
like her mother, much more so than her two older sisters. They both had brown eyes and long, straight, black hair. Also, they shared having amazing rocking bodies that they both kept in shape for their own reasons. For Erika, it was cheerleading, her one true passion. For Liz, just trying to look good so her husband would fuck her on occasion for the first ten years of their marriage.When this turned fruitless it was mostly to work out her sexual frustration.
But looks were only skin deep, and Liz saw so much of herself in Erika she was blind to who Erika really was. But they did look an awful lot alike. Liz was a perfect 10 in the looks department. But if asked, anyone would tell you that Erika was definitely hotter. If Liz was a 10 out of 10, then Erika was an 11 (maybe even a 12). Her smile was deadly, her saunter; spellbinding, her eyes; just slightly too big making them just slightly more captivating than the rest of her.
Erika wasn't just hot, she was explosive! Liz could walk into a room and make every man's head turn. Erika would walk through the same room and every
person
would look her way, even gay men or 100% straight women, her beauty was
that
godlike in its power level. Do you know that meme where the man is checking out the woman walking by and his girlfriend is looking at him angrily? If Erika was walking by, both the man and woman would check her out, and then awkwardly look back at each other before realizing that their relationship was inevitably ruined as they could never be satisfied with just normal-looking each other anymore.
Erika was smoking hot. But, unlike Liz at her daughter's age (or any age) Erika knew she was amazingly attractive. Partly because of this, she learned practically since she turned 18 that if she talked to anyone for any length of time she could pretty much get them to give her anything she wanted. She'd watch as men (and sometimes women) fought over her, and she loved it. That was the thing about Erika, underneath her beautiful appearance, she was amazingly self-centered.
Also, unlike Liz, Erika was smart. Not that Liz was particularly dumb or anything, but compared to Erika, Liz had the intelligence of a very yappy little dog. Erika had a genius-level IQ and probably would have been very nerdy if not for her tremendous beauty. Everything just seemed to come easy for her and because of this, she didn't have to try very hard at anything she didn't want to. People would just hand her whatever she wanted on a silver platter, more or less, and if they didn't she could figure out some other way to get what she wanted.
Erika loved being the center of attention more than anything else. This was probably a good thing since she'd probably turn out to be some evil genius hell-bent on world domination if she desired anything more complicated. She loved cheerleading for this very reason because when she cheered, all eyes in an audience of up to ten thousand at her high school would be on her, no matter what was happening in the game at the time.
Erika also really liked going out on dates, especially in places where she could be seen. She didn't really like going to the movies or the like because of how dark the theater was and how little chance she was at getting noticed.
Erika had a lot of sex so far since she turned 18. More than anyone else in the Slope household, though only with men. Unlike Brooke who had sex with both men and women in secret. Erika didn't believe she could ever see a woman sexually at that point in time and it would probably take a lot to convince her otherwise.
Most of her sexual experiences hadn't been very satisfying for Erika. Since appearances were very important to her, she only dated the most handsome men who asked her out. And almost all of them had been selfish meat-heads who came after only a few seconds of stimulation on their tiny cocks. But it was very hard for any man to hold back with someone as beautiful as Erika, it seemed.
For the most part, a lack of sexually satisfying partners didn't bother Erika. She was mostly in it for the attention anyway, and once she slept with a man she got bored with him and dumped him, only to be dating someone else a week later.
The day that Liz came home drunk, Erika had been at a friend's house. One of her cheerleading friends at her High School, a very ritzy private place her father paid her way into. Erika didn't really like the other cheerleaders at her school, she saw them as competition for the attention she craved. But, like the evil genius she was, she had manipulated every one of them into believing that she was their personal best friend. That way she'd be the last one any of them would suspect when one of their uniforms suddenly had a hole cut out of it. Or someone randomly stuck gum in their hair and they wouldn't be able to cheer because of it. Stuff like that seemed to happen around Erika a lot, but no one ever suspected someone as obviously innocent as her.
Erika and her "friends" were up all night sipping coffee, doing their nails, and talking. Even though Erika didn't really like those girls, she certainly loved to talk.
But when she was dropped off at her gate outside the mansion by one of the girl's mothers, she had been up the entire night and was ready to get some sleep, but maybe have a shower first, she hadn't decided yet.
Erika walked up to the gate, yawning as she did so, forgetting to say goodbye to her not-friend as the girl's mother drove the other cheerleaders away. But then the gate was locked.
"Ugh," Erika groaned. Their gate was electronically locked and had to be unlocked with a fingerprint reader on either side of the gate, or automatically with any of the three cars as they came up, which were currently in the garage. This was fine if Erika was borrowing the car that she shared with her siblings, but less so when she was locked out. Her father, James, had decided to only put the "adults" fingerprints in the system. Even though they were all adults now he still wouldn't let any of his children put their fingers in the system.
Erika took out her phone to check the time. It was too early to call anyone at home so she started walking around the marble wall that was about 50 yards in front of their mansion. That was something else their father did. He had the construction workers add the front wall to make the house look more prestigious, but that was it. Just a wall at the front of the house that about 100 yards across that was too high to climb over but there wasn't an attaching fence nor wall on any other side. It was just a pain to have to walk around when you didn't have a "key."
Erika walked through the grass, slightly dragging her feet only because she was still so tired. She walked around the corner of the wall and started making her way to the back of the house. This was mostly because the front door was probably locked and she had forgotten to grab her keys since she wasn't taking the car and didn't need them. But in the back by the pool was a sliding door that they've never once locked as far as she could remember.