Tonight we don’t want formalities, Joe. I may call you Joe?”“Er - yes. Yes, of course.” he said as he stepped across the threshold. “I ca...me straight from the shop and haven’t had time to change and………”“No apologies necessary, Joe,” Joy said coming out of the kitchen. “It’s strictly informal and Toni thought it would be a good idea if we did it like this and chatted over the problem.”“I don’t honestly know if a chat will work, Mrs…….”“Joy!”“Er - yes. Joy. I freely admit that I am. Talitensed. Oh I hope not. It's such a nice evening. Maybe it's just Emily, callingto gossip. "Fenton, will you get that" she asked, her voice shaking. Fenton got up and ambled to the phone. Taliloved him. Fenton's discolored teeth crooked up in a smile as he talked towhoever it was on the phone, and he pushed his mended spectacles back on hislarge, Semitic nose. Fenton "Hot" Weir was half Jewish, one quarterblack and a quarter "mutt" as he often said, and was an intellectualcar thief, perhaps. Respect for the animals in the woods, and other campers. “I seee” Mrs. Abernathy responds amazed. A couple of hours later, the Abernathy's have retired to their tent, and me and Dustin and Johnny pile in the jeep for a final trip to the bath house. Take a dump, brush your teeth, whatever you needed to do. There' about 4 others there as well, 2 in the showers, and 2 of them--- “Holy fuck” exclaims Johnny as we walk in. Dustin just grins at him and says what ? Johnny grabs Dustin by the shirt. It was a weak excuse but, one that he was stuck with so he continued. "My wife is trying to cure me of nail biting. She thought the acrylics would help stop the habit. It seemed to be working and this was my rewar,." he said holding up his hand."They're absolutely beautiful!" exclaimed the girl, "But, do you really like them?"Joe realized that his masculinity was being questioned and he needed to respond."No, not really," he said, "but, several of our friends are having some difficulties, seems.