Cursed

I couldn’t believe that Estefan brought me here to another retro store to help him buy an outfit for his grandmother. Christ I’m sure that the old bitch could buy her own outfits. Hell she probably knew better what looked better on her than I would. But what really told me that he and I were through was when he refused to listen to me.

“So Christie, what do you think she will like this?”

“I wouldn’t know what an eighty year old Romanian liked or doesn’t. Apparently she doesn’t mind having her ass kissed by a grandson!”

“She does, doesn’t she!”

The asshole apparently didn’t hear or just plain ignored what I said and that was the final straw for me. Of course I didn’t have to be told that I broke it off with him rather childishly, but I wasn’t exactly thinking right at that time. I sure I should have told him to his face but I did it over a text messages that ended with a line of shit emojis! I felt amazing when I pressed send and considered my time with Estefan over.

For the next three nights I was out at various bars and clubs enjoying my new relationship status dancing and drinking with new guys. Sure they may have only wanted to see me naked and fuck me, but after being ingored by Estsfan this was a life.

Little did I know that on Friday afternoon, my life would change for the worse!
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I was at home plotting my night out when a knock came to my front door. Going to the door I saw Estefan’s grandmother and older sister standing there. At first I was just going to ignore them like Estefan did to me, but the knocking changed into a fist being pounding against my door.

Fed up I opened the door, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Don’t you know manners?”

The old bitch just stood there, holding her granddaughter back. It would appear that I have more manners than you to try to come between a grandmother and her grandson. You amoral slut!”

After putting a pout on my lips, “Oh did I hurt the little boy’s feelings?” Then so she would know what I really felt, “Too god damn bad for the baby!” Then I swung the door closed in her face! Then the stupid old bitch stuck her fingers into my mail slot, holding the flap open.

“You little whore, from the moment you wake tomorrow you will do whatever it takes to cure the itch that clothing of any kind will cause you when it has been against your skin for more than ten minutes. And you will also give into the impulse to allow any male you are in contact with to take you!” Then she said something in a foreign tongue that I couldn’t understand!

I slapped her fingers making her close the flap of the mail slot and went into the kitchen and got the fire extinguisher. I went back and opened the door and sprayed the old bitch and her granddaughter also. I made damn sure to get them in the eyes! The pair stumbled away from my front door, especially when the neighbour across the street cried out.

“I called the police Nancy, they should be here any moment!”

Then I heard sirens coming closer and watched as the pair went over to a Ford Fiesta and attempted to drive away, only to wrap the front end of the Fiesta around a light standard. The police took both of them into custody and escorted them to the hospital. With all the drama of the day I called it an early night and went to bed! Forgetting the words the old bitch put on me.
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A little after seven thirty, I woke up and got up to take a shower. When I was dried off I put on a nylon cotton blend t-shirt with big red lips on it and a pair of jeans. Then I went down to make some breakfast. While waiting for the toast to pop,I began to feel an itch starting in my calves and rising up my legs. At first I tried to scratch it through my jeans, but then my stomach started itching as well as my breasts.

The toast popped about the same time I remembered Estefan’s grandmother’s words! I thought that it must have been a coincidence. No way words could make someone itch like I was experiencing. I undid my jeans and slid them down so I could scratch the skin of my crotch. There was some immediate relief so I slid my jeans further down my legs. More relief so I slid them to the floor and stepped out of them!

My panties were the next thing to go, quickly followed by my t-shirt and bra. Then a knock came to my door and without thinking i went to it and opened it.

“Yes, what do you want?”