One day on the beach, Fiscal, the guy who own’s Jaguar, came up to us and was hassling me about if I wanted him to give me a blowjob, I told him to leave. Then he hassled RioRoll for too long.

RioRoll was pissed. “You know what the fuck I do for a living Fiscal? Just keep it up. One fuckin’ day I’ll sneak up behind you and slit your fuckin’ throat. You won’t even fuckin’ hear me coming.”

I saw the look in RioRoll’s eyes, he was living it in his mind. You’d better be careful Fiscal, he’s done it before, he’ll do it again.

A few days later, just before I left we were on the beach again and RioRoll said he’d finally gotten a date that night with a girl I’ll call Penelope who was a friend of kjtrav‘s wife. It was unknown at that point if Penelope was a GDP, she seemed at least a bit classier than most girls. Kjtrav’s wife had been calling RioRoll a dog and trying to keep her away, but somehow RioRoll’s charm got through.

“Fuck, I haven’t been out on a real date in three fuckin’ years. What the fuck am I going to do?”, RioRoll remarked, “I don’t remember what to do or how to fuckin’ act”.

“Is she for real or a GDP?”, I asked.

“I dunno, I guess I gotta play her straight.”

“Geez, I don’t know what to do either. I’ve gone the GDP route because it’s so much easier than playing those games.” I have four women back in the States that want to date me, but I just refuse to do it, too much trouble.

RioRoll got up and picked up his towel, “Fuck, I guess I’d better go home and clean up. I had a girl last night and I blew everywhere. It’s on the sheets, the pillows, the headboard…”

“The headboard?”

“Yeah”, he grinned, “She was really good”.

“What was her name”

A blank look, “I can’t fuckin’ remember”.

And with that RioRoll was off on his first date in three years. It must have gone well, last I heard they were still dating.

Last I heard Fiscal was still alive too.