She reluctantly agreed and I scanned her brain for differences between her brain and Snart’s. I found several differences and then looked closely at...Carmaletta’s. I found the same markers in her brain I found in Florence’s. Well that was a relief; I then said I was done for right now, but if she would stay I might need her again.“Bob can you help her, just from seeing inside my head,” Florence asked.“Yes Florence, I can see several differences between your brain and Snart’s. Carmaletta has the. ” Mrs. Strandsberg sniffed. “At least you were safe. That Fisher boy from Virginia sweet talked Jennifer into going out into the brush with him and allowing him to ... to...”“Have sex with her?” I interjected. I couldn’t help myself.“What ever will I tell Jennifer’s mother?” Mrs. Strandsberg asked. “What if that lecherous boy got her in the family way? That would be terrible?”“I’m sure Jenn will be fine,” I said.“Well, I am relieved to see you are safe,” Mrs. Strandsberg said. “Jordan Mattson. I’ve found that black men are constantly sexed up, a lot more than white guys are. They seem to never be completely satisfied, and they bounce back quickly after cumming. Which is something that I’ve grown to love.” She said. “How long have you been here?” I asked. “About three years. I finished the first four years of my schooling and decided to take additional classes but unfortunately, couldn’t retain my dorm room. Dean Halper directed me here and…well…. I’ve been here since.” Wow, I thought. We talked about lot of general stuff and i found her quite kiddish, she was 18 then but looked 15.She told me that she lives here with her cousin who is working , she told that she is from gujarat and is here to prepare for some entrance. We used to meet to daily on terrace and talk. We became real good friends, she told me about her doctor parents who never gave her time and her gujarati BF( yes she had one ). Once it was raining and i got her Sms thatwhat i would do today afternoon.i told.