Odd.He pushes it open slightly and peers inside. “Is anyone home? Kacy?” There is no answer. So he knocks again and calls out once more. “Jenny?...Kacy? Anyone home?”When no answer still comes, her pushes the door fully open and steps inside. The first thing he notices is the carpet. Except it’s not carpet but some kind of lush turf beneath his feet. It is something he has never seen before. And as for the air, it is thick with a heavy, rich scent, like the most carnal sex mixed with something. "The curse--" At this word John sat up, "The wha--" "The curse, a kind of a lingering spell that is activated every time some given condition is fulfilled. You've done some programming in school, you should know how it is: a loop, a clause or something." "I don't follow." "The curse was that whenever you criticize someone, you get whatsoever you criticize them for. I'm going to look it up. It's a good thing you gave me the book back." "Get out of here, " John scowled, " How can that. She slid off the bed into my arms and whispered so Valerie could hear, ‘She got me off last night telling me how glorious your cock is. We can still have that date I asked for? Sharon won’t be mad?’ I knew she could feel me through my shorts. I thumbed her tits and whispered back, ‘Let’s try for tonight. If I don’t get crossed up at the department, I’ll make a reservation. You better head out yourself. Let me talk to Valerie.’ Valerie looked down at me with a half smile. ‘We are going to talk,. He ran his own company and said that he worked a lot from home. His job was very flexible so he had time enough to meet new people.We talked for hours and kept drinking. When it was time to leave, Leon walked out with us and said he was heading home too. We walked up to our house and stood outside and talked for a while. Anita was a little bit tipsy and told us she needed to use the bathroom. But before leaving she invited Thomas for a last drink at our home.The huge black man smiled and said.