As I said previously, we began returning the people who had helped clear the buildings after finishing dinner. The first ones to be returned were the ...excess people from the Boston Council. The New Orleans people were next after they had finished cleaning up the kitchen where they had cooked the meal that we had all enjoyed. Some of the remaining Boston Council people helped them with that. We were surprised that all of the Plains Council people remained, but who better to sniff out anyone still. "He wrinkled up his freckled nose and chuckled, "we don't use them things out here. I keep forgetting you're from the city." I'm from a town... not a city." I felt made fun of."Anyway, as long as you're gonna be in the country for a while, you might as well get used to skinny dippin'."It was my turn to tease. "Billy Joe, you're worse than you say Jason is." I folded my arms and looked stern. "I'm not going to get undressed while you stand there gawking."He was pulling his faded jeans off over. ’ David didn’t know whether to laugh or cry for his uncle. ‘Charley, Charley, let it go. How do you know so much about this stuff anyway?’ ‘Because David, my bitch of an ex-wife put me through all of it. Tits not perfect? Nip, insert, problem fixed. Liposuction, vein surgery, facelift, two hundred dollar bras, corsets, support hose, padded panties just until she could get her butt shaped. And when she finally got where she thought she needed to be, she decided she was too good for plain old. In the end she ended up donating her time to charity work. As a result she was seldom home during the day as she was always attending committee meetings and fund raisers. Once or twice a week she had an evening function to attend and I counted myself lucky that I didn't have to go with her. I hated those kinds of events, besides, some one had to stay home with the kids, right? There was also a plus side to things; all of her expenses were deductible as a charitable contribution. It kept her.