Chapter 6
I GOT TO THE Y a few minutes in advance of my racquetball buddies. We had a good session, and nobody made any comments in the locker-room, but later, when we were in the steam room, Will said, “Okay, Mitch. What happened to you?”
“Whatever do you mean?”
“You seem to be missing a lot of hair in certain areas of your body.”
“Oh, that. Do you like it?”
“Please. It’s kind of weird. Want to tell us what’s going on?”
“I’ve turned into a nudist, and a lot of sun worshipers shave themselves. It’s the only way to really get an allover tan. We call ourselves ‘smoothies’.”
“Really?”
“You bet. Can’t you tell that I’m a bit red here and there where I used to be kind of pale?”
Nobody said anything else until we were in the locker-room, dressing. Then Sam leaned close, and in a low voi
