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I was 19 years old when I returned home from college in the summer of 1976. A lot about me had changed in the nine months I had been away, both physically and emotionally.

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Roy Sharpe felt like his life was turning around, after having gone through a rough patch. Roy had gotten married a couple of years ago, and right after he made Mindy his bride, he lost his job as the economy tanked.

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Chapter One: Summer 1972 Leo Cassaro was a middle aged man who lived with his 19 year old son Alan in their suburban home. His wife - Alan's mother - had left Leo four years earlier when she had discovered that her husband wasn't faithful to her.

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The young man in the story is 19 years old. This story begins in a bathroom at Washington Park in 1973... * Chapter One: Roaming eyes. I was minding my own affairs, just taking a leak in the men's room in the park, when it came to my attention that I had an audience down at the other end of the long through urinal. I glanced over, and saw that it was a guy that had been sitting on the side of the hill watching us work.

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Jack Barker watched his girlfriend's son go into the garage, and after making sure that his soon-to-be wife was in the bathroom, went out the back door and toward the garage. Jack had just moved into the modest old farmhouse a couple of days ago, although he had spent a lot of time there in the year he had been courting Alice Randolph.

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My initial story told of my first experience with another man. "My Cross Country Adventure" detailed my evening with Walt, the elderly gentlemen who picked me up while hitchhiking and taught me a great deal. This story tells of my further explorations in this way of life. One thing I should have mentioned at the top of the last story was that these events happened in the late 70's; a time when there were far fewer health concerns than there are today.

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It was just a summer job in between college semesters many years ago, but it was a learning experience and one that helped the younger man realize that some of the things he enjoyed that he thought strange were things that others enjoyed as well. *** "You okay, Tim?" my boss asked me as we sat under the tree after eating lunch. "Heat getting to you?"

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I had to chuckle when I heard the door open behind me seconds after I had sidled up to the trough-like urinal that ran along the wall of the men's room of the bar I had been killing time in. Maybe it comes with age, but for some reason I knew that I was going to have company, and I really didn't need to look to see who my bathroom companion was.

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A story about a chance meeting from a while back. The young man is no longer quite as young but is much wiser. * Chapter One: Off the bus How I found myself at that bus station in Fort Wayne, Indiana is a long and not very interesting story that can be condensed in a few paragraphs.

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Corey Cooper wrote this journal on his laptop in two places, the first part sitting on the throne of the bathroom in the motel room he was brought to, and the rest at home after his battery gave out. *** It was somewhere around 4 in the morning when I finally gave in to the fact that I wasn't going to be getting any sleep, and while the man sleeping beside me wasn't helping with his occasional snoring, the truth is that I never could sleep well in any bed but my own.

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