I think it has twelve or fourteen rooms and something like three or four bathrooms. The top floor is only a very large bedroom and a bathroom. It was ... beautiful place in its day I guess.’ ‘Just out of curiosity, what they asking for it?’ ‘One sixty nine is all.’ ‘That’s enough from what I see. Is it sound?’ ‘I believe it is very sound except for the front porch. It just needs tons of work. They put a roof on it in hopes of restoring it but either the money or the desire just wasn’t there. White skeletons chased him and were gaining ground. The sand under his feet glowed like embers, his feet burned but he ran on. Familiar voices called his name with forlorn sorrow. Hiding in the tall grass, out of breath he looked up. The moon was a flaming skull which bellowed his name, the sound shook the ground. The sea vanished and Aluric was on a dark plain with a flame in the distance. He ran, images of his life flashed before him like bolts of lightning. He found himself standing in. And I didn’t answer. I couldn’t answer. I was just held on the spot, staring. He smiled. Oh god. Don’t do that. I can’t control myself as it is. “Well, I have been watching you and I wanted to introduce myself” “Y...You...did?” “Why are you getting all flustered?” “Because you are talking to me. In that gorgeous accent. And you’re hot.” Holy crap, did I really just say that out loud? I just told the hottest guy on campus that he was...well, hot. Oh fuck. “Walk with me”, he said. Why was he. One day the three of us, got the train up to Amsterdam where we had an amazing time. Of course Joop knew all the right bars and clubs and on the evening we ended up in an bar frequented by loads of transsexuals dressed in amazing sexy skimpy clothes and dresses. All three of us got quite drunk on the strong Dutch beer and we were soon all flirting with the 'girls'. Joop was particularly keen on one black 'girl' and persuaded Chris and myself to go into a back room with the pair of them. Well.