"Damn that Kyle. Wasting my fucking time. Where's my Mother fuckin' Sockachoooo!"
Her knees suddenly gave out, making her fall to the floor from the pleasure.
"Wha...What the hell was that?!?! I wonder if I can make it happen again?"
Running to the kitchen, she began looking for the pepper shaker.
"Where the Hell's that Pepper?!"
Suddenly, she remembered. It was always put away into the cabinet next to the sink. After opening the cabinet, she grabbed the shaker, and unscrewed the lid, pouring a bunch into her hand.
"Her goes nothin'!" She said as she shoved her nose into the pile of pepper in her hand and breathed it in.
"Ah AH AHHHHHHCHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
Falling to the floor, she lost all control of her body, and writhed in pleasure for several minutes. Beginning to regain some control of her body, she began to rub her face. Then she noticed something.
"Why am I drooling?" she said as she rubbed what she thought was her spit on the kitchen towel.
"Eewww, it tastes like....Oh my God! The curse! Kyle! What did he do to me?! I shouldn't have hung up! It can't be real though! It's just a fairytale!"