This is a requested sequel to one of my older stories,
Blissful Curse. It turned out to be a little darker than I intended, hence the caution tag. Sorry for the odd Star Wars title here; for some reason both Blissful Curse and this sequel were hard for me to name.
Just when I thought my life could not get worse, my curse began growing stronger. I try to block out memories of my victims, so I am not sure exactly when it started to happen. Ever since my curse began, girls would not be affected if they were 50 feet away or so. Then, last year, I noticed that I was attracting more girls whenever I was forced to go out shopping. I thought for a while I was just having the bad luck of going out at the same time moms were out with their kids. I did not realize that my range had expanded until Riley Wallace had a pool party to celebrate her fifteenth birthday.