Dukey walked back toward the house, picking at his underwear and adjusting his jeans. Something wasn't right. He arrived at the door, and sauntered in, past Sukey and Mr. Klutz, just like John Wayne after riding all day.<br/><br/>He noticed Sukey handing Mr. Klutz a washcloth and towel, and the beads of sweat on each one's brow, lighter on Mr. Klutz than his Mom, but still evident. As he passed them without a word, he hiked up his jeans to cover Clara's panties.