Do You Smell Something? [1st installment]

Once apon a time the Burlyboys, two guys that have been "married" for more then ten years, moved to Tucson AZ. and bought a house out in the desert. Their new place was not far out of town, but with land. The boys, having moved from San Francisco, wanted some space out in the desert (clothing optional).
They had been going for many years to a spot in the desert near Death Valley. A wonderfully beautiful valley that the boys loved and cherished. It runs parallel to Death Valley but so remote, (many miles with no paved roads), that it was quite a long haul, often with breakdowns, to get there. This place had hot springs that, in previous decades, hippies had built some fantastic soaking tubs and communal grounds. The people that would go there knew just how special this place was so that everyone did their best to keep it clean and well run.
Something like this is what the Burlyboys saw in the place outside of Tucson; a spot of their own. A spiritual place of beauty and solitude like the one near Death Valley, and they could run free.
The house was in bad shape that needed allot of redoing, so shortly after moving in, the work began. A huge dumpster was delivered out front and it was filling up quickly. One day while they were hard at work a voice was heard, HELLO, HELLO? then a man showed up at the door. "OH, HELLO I am you neighbor Cecil. I live just up the hill, me and my wife: Maggie. We would like to invite you guys over for a drink. Five o'clock go for you?" Since it was four thirty and both boys were worn-out, "that sounds good, thanks". We'll shower and be right up. "No your fine, come as you are, we're very casual."
Meeting the Blatzs' was nice, they were so friendly and really happy to have the Burlyboys as new neighbors. There seemed to be no problem that the Burlyboys were two men with two kids that were dogs. They offered so much help with advice and resources (workers) that were needed to fix up the place. Looking at their home it was obvious that it was well kept. It just so happened they were about to throw a party and they invited the boys to their annual themed wing-ding coming up. The party was a huge event, this years' theme was Mardi Gras with caterers and bartenders, people flew in from all over each year to attend. For the boys the problem was they already had plans to visit their hometown that week and could not attend. "Darn, you'll have to wait till next year then, you'll be missing the greatest party, last year was fabulous, it was Hawaiian!"
Cecil and Maggie really took the Burlyboys under their wing, they had a "Bar-B-Que" in the boys honor, to introduce them to all the other neighbors. Dinner and drinks often. They boasted how glad they were that the boys had moved in, and all the neighbors were becoming the best of friends. All but one!
"Who lives in the small white house? The one at the top of the hill?" "You don't want to meet her! Fat Sally! You don't want to meet her, She's awful!"

..........to be continued.