He told me about his roommate named Vinny. Vin, as he called him, was a linebacker on the football team and his given name was Vincent Michael. Dante ...told me Vinny was also an amateur bodybuilder but on this evening he had went to his girlfriend's house and he wouldn't be back for a while or not at all.A half hour and three beers later, I had my first bathroom break. When I returned, Dante was sitting on loveseat with his shorts laying on the floor. His soft black cock was sprawled out and. Neither was the gibberish.I got my eyes to open a bit. Then I tried to figure out what I was seeing. The ceiling was white. The section of wall I could see was white too. There were no white rooms in my house. White rooms are for rentals and vacant houses. I'd had every room painted or papered when I moved in. Plus Yann and Janos had done quite a bit of redecorating.Unless this was a hospital.If this were a hospital, and I had a massive head wound, then white walls would make perfect sense.. Ee sala baralla andru.Atte:sari..Olage banni.Kaikalu tholkondu fresh agi.Coffee madthini.Naanu nprakesh roomnalli bag ittu, lungi suthikondu toilet bali barbekadre. Ashwini attena roomnalli bag ittu toilet bali bandlu. Atte kitchen alli iddare. Nanu ashwinilige kannu mitukiside . Haladi sariyalli muddaagi kanistha iddale.Ashwini:prakesh ..Neenu modalu …fresh aguNaanu: neenu..Bare..Antha toilet olage elkonde.Ashwini:bido..Atte bandaru.Naanu:just..Omme ..Kiss kodthini kane..Avalannu elkondu. She looked at me.“They’re going to be terrified of him,” she whispered.“I know,” I said. “But we know he’s a sweetheart.”“Do we?” For the first time Melody sounded both unsure and worried.“Let him dream about you. Then you’ll know how he feels.” I winced. “No. Bad idea.”“Why?” Melody looked guarded.“What happens in his dreams feels real.”“What happens in his dreams,” she asked. “And how do you feel them?”“We’ve gotten close. He’s a teenager. He has ... those dreams, if you know what I mean. I.