No one had offered to accompany through the darkness, and even Rachel did not think about any dangers that might await a 19 years old girl in a cold a...d dark park.It was cold and wet outside, and Rachel tug her hands underneath her armpits, walking fast and with drawn together eyebrows. She wore only a light jacket that proofed to be a mistake, but since she had to dress fittingly to her party outfit, it had been unavoidable to take the light jacket. Moreover, speaking of party outfit, Rachel. After telling Lars to rest them tomorrow until she sent for them, Penelope made her way to the house to be welcomed by Hilda, who wouldn’t have dreamed of going to bed until her Mistress had returned. Ignoring the sleepy mews of her caged pet, Penelope went into her living room where she accepted the congratulations of her Housekeeper on her engagement, smiling to herself at the efficiency of the slaves’ grapevine. She didn’t stay up long. After dismissing Hilda and drinking the hot milk and. ” She just rolled her eyes and gave me her best really bitch stare. I cowered behind Rhia who had come to stand in front of me. “Don’t be a coward be a man Kayden!” “Hell no,” I screamed at her. “Why are you standing behind me,” Rhia asked, “I barely know you.” She was right. Rhia showed up at the end of class yesterday, during cool down, introducing herself as our new pianist since Ms. Mary retired. “So you have never seen our little prodigy dance.” Andrea said pushing me to the center of the. So did Gin. She was his muse. Sex was her muse. It entertained him greatly. One thing he could say for certain, was she had plenty of opportunity for inspiration. It was getting dark. Gin was stretched out on a grassy bank near the shore. It was getting a little chilly out. He figured she would be ready to leave soon, but didn’t look like she was to that point quite yet. They had talked about having sex on the beach, but they had done that at the ocean and neither of them were crazy about.