<div class="floatright">(http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g9/2C00L4SCH00L/male-model.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Xavier Diaz<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom 1<br/><br/>Xavier had had a long, interesting day. It was one that drained a lot of energy out of a person, so the fact that he had went to bed the earliest out of all of the other house members was not a surprise. Besides, other than a few people, there wasn't much incentive to stay awake. In his bed, he lied as his mind was far off in dream land.<br/><br/>It was a strange one, the dream Xavier was having. Naked, he was in his old neighborhood, strolling down the street as if it was just another day. Yet, the streets were deserted, not a soul in sight. Then, as he walked, the concrete of the street turned into white powder. Xavier's dream-self began to sink, panicking to stay up, but it was no use. Soon, he was completely smothered by the powder. Yet, underneath was utter darkness. An abyss. His body floated there, as if he was surrounded by water. In the dream, Xavier slowly looked around, still unable to see anything. All there was, was a feeling, a warmth. Only one word could describe it: Familiar. Xavier's head shifted up to look at the rest of his body, able to finally see what the feeling was. It was his veiny cock as it stood erect between his legs.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Xavier's eyes opened wide, seeing golden hair resting upon the other half of his pillow. Leda? When did she get in his bed?  Xavier noticed that he still had the same feeling from his dream. The Latin's eyes fell down to his crotch, seeing his the bulge of his now-erect member nestled between the crevice of Leda's perfect ass cheeks. He now realized what the warmth was.<br/><br/>Xavier's arm pulled Leda closer, squishing he frontal mounds underneath his forearm, so that her back was against his bare chest, her spine pressing into the ridges of his muscles. "How long have you been here?" He asked, his voice deep throughout the darkness of the room. His lower body began to grind against hers, the underside of his hard-on rubbing sliding across her anal hole, the fabric of his boxer-briefs being the only thing separating it from feeling the velvet-like skin of his awoken cock.