When the fire was going well he stood and asked me to remove my wet clothing se he could dry it. I had no problem with his request as in my realm we wore no clothing and even here I wore as little as possible for comfort. To me there was nothing wrong with nudity, although this time I did feel a bit different about stripping in front of him. I watched as he took my clothes and after shaking the sand from them hung them along with his from the small boards running just beneath the roof of the shack. I couldn't explain why I felt different this time as I watched him turn towards me, something inside of me had changed but I didn't know what.
Because he had hung the clothes on the opposite side of the fire from me I could clearly see him as he moved. The dancing ruddy light from the small fir
