Nine ways a week

"Every day for a week," John said. "You must fuck nine men. Have three cum on your face, three in your hair, and three in your mouth. Do not wash any of the cum out. After a week of doing that, your curse will go away."

"Erm, that seems like a lot..." Bella said.

"Do you want to be cursed forever?"

Bella shook her head.

"Thought so. Now go, and remember, nine men a week."

Bella jogged off. John laughed, then saw the newly divorced Julianne Hough also jogging.

He liked Julianne since she was a dancer and kept her rocking body in great shape, and she seemed very down to earth.

"Julianne will believe everything I say."