"This won't be our only opportunity to visit these places. I promise you there will be other trips."She nodded and worked to cut things down. I felt a...hitch in my throat when I realized the girls wanted to see Mount Rushmore of all places. I still remembered how Ashlyn had joked about taking a photo of her, Taylor, and me having a threesome in front of those big heads. I wasn't sure I could actually go there without thinking of them, but fortunately, Evania crossed it off the list as there. She was not permitted to be alone with boys and if she ever was caught alone touching herself, her mother would punish her severely.Stephanie had wavy black hair that went to her shoulders, D-cup breasts that made the buttons on her shirt beg for mercy, and a well-toned stomach due to her track and field training. At night she couldn’t help but fantasize about those guys that gawked at her on a daily basis, but the scars on her hands held her back from releasing the ever-growing sexual tension. Most believed it was a fairy tale to scare the teenagers, but some knew it was real. The Curse always appeared in waves and the last wave was almost 30 years ago. Most people had forgotten about the curse and chalked it up to being one of those legends all small towns have.Now the curse was starting to return and the rumours starting to heat up...***Tiffany Johnson woke up to the alarm on her nightstand blaring at her."Ugh," She said as she rolled out of bed to turn the alarm off. Her long. “I must be off. She’ll tell you all the news. Bye!”I returned the farewell, and moved to the kitchen to heat her food.“Dad and I had dinner on the way home,” she said, coming into the kitchen. I turned the gas off.“Oh,” I said flatly.“You didn’t wait for... ? Oh you did! I’m so sorry, darling.” She came to me and hugged and kissed me softly on my lips. Go and sit down, I’ll get you your dinner.”“Don’t do the stew,” I said dully, “there’s too much for one. It’ll keep till tomorrow. I’ll make a.