Chapter 32

“Close your mouth, Jethro,” I said, “you’ll attract flies.”

“I’ve never seen anybody without pubic hair,” he said.

“Mike and I have been smoothies for a long time,” George said. “Long story there.”

They stepped into the tub and settled down in it while I went to answer the door and greet Carl and Jim.

“Hi,” I said. “George and Mike are already here, but I guess you know that already.”

“Yeah,” Carl said, “his city car is hard to miss, even if it is unmarked.”

I led them back to the porch, introduced them to Jethro, and Carl said, “Oh, good, another redhead to share the pain.”

“What does that mean?” I said.

“We’ve been to a few naked functions,” Jim said, “and some guys seem to be absolutely fascinated by Carl’s red pubes.”

“You could always shave,” I said.

“Believe me,” Carl said, “I’ve thought about it.”

“Let’s go get undressed,” Jim said. “That tub looks inviting.”

“Why don’t you join them, Jethro?” I said. “You and Carl can give each other moral support.”