Goodbye Graduation – Ashley Sinclair
Title: “Goodbye Graduation – Ashley Sinclair: A Taboo Tale of Lust and Betrayal”
Ashley Sinclair, the stereotypical ditzy blonde bimbo, has just graduated high school. Her dream is to become a model, and she has her sights set on a big city casting call. However, her momager, Vanessa, a former beauty queen turned desperate stage mom, is always pushing her to succeed, often taking it too far. Today, Ashley has posted a goodbye video to her graduating class, and in typical Ashley fashion, it’s a dramatic display of cleavage and tight clothing.
“My fellow graduates,” Ashley says into her iPhone camera, “I know we’re all getting ready to leave the nest and spread our wings. But I’ll miss you all so much! Luckily, I have this white crop top and booty shorts to remind me of the good times we had… You know, in the hallway between classes.” She winks and gives her surgically enhanced chest a push-up, the camera shaking as she gets an eyeful of her own cleavage. “Anyway, I better go pack for my big trip. Thanks for watching! Don’t forget to subscribe for more Ashley Sinclair!” With a cheesy peace sign, she ends the video.
Meanwhile, across town, Ashley’s best friend Jenna, an aspiring journalist, is frustrated. While the two were once close, Ashley has become even more self-absorbed since getting her DDs. Jenna has tried to help, offering advice and support, but Ashley seems to only care about herself these days.
As Ashley’s farewell video circulates, Jenna’s stomach turns. The fact that her friend is so desperate for attention, even from inappropriate sources, makes her worry. Jenna decides to confront Ashley.
When Jenna knocks on Ashley’s front door, Ashley opens it, full make-up applied but nothing else. Jenna awkwardly tries not to stare at her friend’s body, now known to the world through her racy social media posts. “Heyy, Jen! You okay? You’re not mad about the video, are you? I know it’s a little…extra, but I need content for my blowjob ingrate.” She chuckles at her own joke.
Jenna swallows hard, taming her jealousy. “Ashley, we need to talk. This slutty content isn’t going to land you modeling jobs. Real agents don’t want a girl partying everywhere online.”
Ashley rolls her eyes. “Jenna, you liberated, This isn’t 15 years ago. T & A sells now, and I’m serving size supasize!” She does a little twirl, giving Jenna a full view of her barely covered ass.
“You want to dress and act that way, fine. But understand the consequences of doing so.” Jenna is getting impatient. “If that casting agent you’re meeting with sees your videos, he’s going to think you’re an easy lay. Is that really what you want your reputation to be?”
Vanessa appears behind Ashley, a sinister look on her face. “Ashley knows what she’s doing, young lady. She’s a star, and we’re going to make it happen like we planned!”
Jenna looks between mother and daughter, filled with pity and disappointment. She heads for the door, afraid to say something she’ll regret. As she leaves, she can hear Ashley and Vanessa scheming, their laughs echoing through the halls.
Later that day, Ashley arrives at the casting call, meeting up with Jenna to discuss the process. Jenna gives Ashley her speech about respect and consent, but Ashley seems distracted, eyeing the casting director, a 40-something married man, with lusty interest.
After her audition, Ashley returns to Jenna, her eyes bright. “He was totally into it, Jenna! Came onto me heavy! So I’m doing the usual, if you know what I mean.” She winks, referring to her infamous “finishing school.”
“Ashley,” Jenna says sternly, “what did we discuss about maintaining your reputation?”
“He’ll respect me in the morning, girl! After I rock his world!” Ashley laughs as she reapplies her lipstick in the mirror.
As Ashley walks out, Jenna is left to wonder if her friend will ever change her ways or if acting a certain way now, just like her dreams, will never come true.
Jenna heads home alone, her head swimming with thoughts. She knows she can’t stop her friend from making the same mistake over and over but wishes she could. Was it her place to nag her?
Jenna’s phone buzzes with a text from Ashley, who decided to spend the night with Jenna. She pointed to the three letters underneath Jenna’s name: LYG. She’s learned the hard way some people just don’t change no matter how much you love and care for them. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is stay out of their personal lives and let them learn the hard way. Jenna kisses her forehead as she departs out her house after the visit.
