Naa modda pattukoni thana mukam ku ruddukontu pedala tha thadepi gonthu daaka looniki pelchukoni dengamani chethitho sayega chesinde. Two stockes eppa...aani cum vasthunde annatu feel ayya.bhalavantham ga naa modda bayatiki thesi kontha seepu wait chesi pooku lo unchi dengadam start chesa. Pooku tight ga unnade. Cheve lo emiti mee ayana dengada annanu. Thanu vatti chavata. Neevu dengaka naa pooku naakuthadu. Mee naana anthe. A mala ellalu ela bharesthondo annade. Neenu emiti maa naana mum nu. No-one was around when I woke up, thankfully. I wish there was some spiritual rule during sleepwalking that ensured one's decency was secured. I am down a hallway from my suite, totally naked. I didn't panic (I know what I look like naked), even though there are automated locks on out suite's door and now I have no way of getting back in without revealing myself. I could take an elevator to the main floor's security office or stay put until someone from security sees a naked man on a camera. " In a moment she returned and knelt down next to me as she handed a cold one. I took a moment to admire the rest of her tattoo, which was clearly visible now that she was completely nude. I could now see that the line of leopard spots I had seen earlier ran over each of her shoulders and then came together and formed a sort of double-helix, like a DNA strand, as it ran down her spine. Then, once it had reached the small of her back, the lines split off again and curled around until they. Even when I was alone in the house, I tiptoed carefully. I knew it was wrong to go into someone's room, much less their closet but I had waited four years for this moment."Don't go into your brother's closet." My mother's words rang through my mind, seeming like a shout within the silence. I shut my eyes tight and slowly opened my brother's door to his closet. I had the brief image of dead bodies flashing through my mind. Oh God...please let it not be that. Please don't let my brother be a.