But because of that association, his interest had peaked more than it did before, and then he clicked on the title. After about half an hour, he laid ...n his bed looking up at the ceiling, thinking. It was uncanny. It couldn't be. There he was, reading himself. The character in the story, the same age as him, also worked at a clothing store. The name was Noel, and he had a widowed mother named Annie, who was a writer. The character description was eerily similar to him. It was like looking into. He also had to laugh at the fact that it was only this time yesterday that he was saying goodbye to his own family and heading off from home to start his week long river adventure ... and only a day later and his whole world had change just so completely.“I should be down in Hamilton somewhere now or further on still. Ahhh ... but what the hell! Last night was just so much fun ... completely weird ... but one hell of a time.”After his shower Keith just sat on his bed for awhile in quiet. He was glad the boys couldn't read his mind.None of them noticed Pa Snyder several fields over, doubled up in laughter. He remembered when this was his main sexual outlet. He saw nothing wrong with what they were doing at all. Farm boys had been doing that from time immemorial. He was pleased that David wasn't left out. It was another indication that he had been totally accepted and was included in anything that they did.David's hips speeded up and so did the hips of the other two boys. All. The more devout Rezendrians are very accepting and do not seem to mind the presence of this second group. From what I have learned from modern Rezendrians the ceremonies are conducted in candle lit outdoor temple gardens that are gated in by large white silk sheets that hang from stone pillars. The Rezendrians sit in silence for ten minutes and listen to the wind, smell the smells of the earth and simply appreciate the beauty around them. The people will then hum meeting the tones of the wind.