Fight!

You jump from your chair, leaping back away from your parents. Your mother and father step away from each other akwardly. Embarrassed by the fact they almost gave in.

"Sorry" your father mutters. " Your brat of a brother ran out of the house first thing to avoid responsibility. your sister is locked herself in her room to study. Your the only one we thought would be at risk. We had planned on giving you some money and having you go out for the weekend, stay Alex's house. That doesn't appear to be an option anymore." And you'r sister and brother still have to eat." He shakes his head as he speaks. "Damn gypsies! Well, we need a new plan we three are the ones these curses are centered around. So we should decide what to do now?"

The three of you stand there akwardly as you think. After about it for about ten minutes. your mother speaks up. "Why would they only curse us? Maybe Gwen and mark both got a call to and just choose not to tell us." Your mother chimes in as she begins playing with her pussy while starring at you. Your father sees this and groans with arousal.

"I'll go check on Gwen, you get dressed, and as for you call mark" your father belts out theses orders and moves with purpose upstairs. You quickly follow. Only because your room is up there. As you leave the kitchen you catch a glimpse of your mother pulling out her phone. Up in your room you find that your small stature has another effect.