You are sitting in a calm atmosphere, the room is dark, and only a light green light from the night lamp illuminated the room..

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.. Your friend with whom you study at the same university was sitting next to you.. You felt his soft hair, stroking his head, felt his hot, salty tears, punishing your pajama shorts, soaking into them.. Jesse lay with his head on your chest, hugging you with a warm palm.. His body trembled, he remembered what happened to him at the Florida Correctional School..

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Now he was a little boy, quietly crying on your chest, trembling, as if abandoned on a rainy, cold night street like a puppy.. It's like he's that 7 year old boy again...