She continued. "It's probably a good thing you're digital and don't have a darkroom anymore; she'd try to jump your bones in the dark." She laughed an... I joined in, but mine was not as merry as hers. Yeah, it probably was good thing Jennifer didn't know about the darkroom I kept in the basement. I thought about the few seductions I'd made there in the past, and I shudderedJust then, the back door slammed, announcing Jennifer's return and we were inundated with and excited, chattering. I got in a couple of hours of that in and then did some more writing before hitting the hay.Tuesday was more hockey practice and studying with Steph and alone. Nothing exciting but I did get a good workout as well.Wednesday was a repeat of Monday except the exam came in the afternoon in algebra. It was more difficult than the first exam but I felt pretty confident in most of my answers. I relaxed a bit after the exam and then went to afternoon practice.Cynthia met me in the cafeteria after. I did my best to put her at ease. She was in a bad way, covered in scrapes, and she was also filthy. Her clothes had mud, and what looked like dried blood, all over them. She looked like she had been sleeping rough for a while.She was quite pretty, even under all that muck, quite tall for a girl, but still a good foot shorter than me. She had a vaguely snake like look, with scales down the sides of her face and neck. The hand she held in front of her seemed similarly covered in scales, with. I spent my time thinking about her constantly and I was praying for an opportunity to be alone with her.It had been a long day at work and coming home to a house that was also occupied by my potential in-laws was not my idea of relaxation. However, my new job had provided me and my girlfriend with an opportunity to move out. It was not that I didn’t appreciate their hospitality but at times like this, I wished for nothing more than some ‘alone time’.With ‘alone time’ in mind, I walked through.