Dec 17, 1976 20:40
My back hurts. I'm fairly sure I'll have bruises in the morning. It feels like I was pushed up against a pantry shelf something very solid struck me. I must have been clumsy and bumped into something. Also, there seems to be a largish sort of strange red mark appearing on my neck. I would have thought it was too late in the winter for insects that virulent to be floating around biting people. If it gets any redder, I may have to find a pretty scarf or a concealing charm. Mustn't let myself be disfigured by Ted's amorous nibblings insect bites.
Ted walked me to dinner tonight after the sex. He's such a gentleman. I wonder what we are now. Are we going out? if I'll have the chance to spend more time with him in future, once the Muggle Studies project is over in a few days.
Yes, my back is decidely sore. But I find I can bear it very well.