I read this book in 1975 when i was on the road with a band and I could relate to the unsettled and confusing plot and situations of the denizens of Bellona as to analogue for my own lifestyle at the time. While I do not remember the book in it's Entirety (and I can not be sure That I even finished it), it made enough of an impression upon me and may have even corrupted my moral and spiritual reasoning in some subtle way. I do not expect That I want to read it again (life is too short to delve into fat paperbacks more than once after the age of 40) so my memories of the book are Perhaps more fond than if I had just shelled out 6 or lately 7 dollars for the thing and found it wanting. It was therefore some of the first gay erotic writing I ever encountered, so Which piqued my interest. I had fun reading it, though I'm not sure anyone under 45 would these days.
