[of a Dr. Forman “…with his companion and bed-fellow, Henry Gird.” William Carew Hazlitt (1905)]
In that innocent time and up through perhaps the 1950s, it was common for men to share a bed when times were tough, or in a poor rooming house or a logging camp, or if they could afford only one small bed. This was done without embarrassment, without feeling the need to tell the other “I’m not…”
But even then, perhaps there was an unacknowledged hint, a tremor of desire, a sleeping touch…
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