Addressing the Cursed Artefacts

Chrissie continued then, as if we hadn't been at each other's throat a moment ago. "Alright, item two. What the hell is going on with the glass pieces we took? This one keeps getting stuck inside Erica or me and you two, Laura and Tonya, are acting weird as hell."

Everyone looked at each other. Alright, Chrissie, Laura and Tonya looked at each other. I was busy staring at the glass rod sticking out of Chrissie's bathrobe like a smooth erection.

Chrissie looked at me. "Yo, slut, what are you staring at?"

"Your package, stud. Maybe you should get a job as a Chippendale's dancer," I said.

"Real funny," said Chrissie, walking toward me. "If you like it so much, why don't you give it a kiss?"