“Jess, what’s wrong?” Ann inquired.

“It’s just... look, I don’t want to sound stupid, but that curse at the entrance to these ruins...”

Ann stopped, and the women slipped off their backpacks. “Are you seriously hung up about that?”

“It’s just a little… I don’t know, creepy,” she said as they both discarded their shirts.

“It was nonsense,” Ann scolded, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside. “Condemned to eternal lust? What does that even mean?”

“You’re probably right,” she admitted, licking her lips as Ann pinched one of her nipples. “Hey, since we stopped, do you want to fuck?”