The adversary

I grin to myself as I know sooner or later Tex is gonna get under old mates (Marcus) skin . There’s a lot of things I don’t reveal about Texxy boy in this blog , but I’ve been waiting smugly for him to rub old mate up the wrong way . You see Tex is extremely street smart , has a big circle of friends and can be a smart arse . Marcus has a fascination with him . He reminds him of his own son who has a lot of similar traits . Tex can’t cop him and gives Marcus nothing . As stupid as it sounds ,Tex has quite a few similar traits to Marcus and his son . There is a lack of filter in their behaviour , especially when it comes to patience and being heard . I think Marcus would love to be in his shoes . He gave me some condoms with the intention that I give them to Tex . He reckons he’l be needing them soon ……….. He is 13 , but as I’ve told you before , kids are free range and advanced here . You see Marcus has let me use his soft long board ;of course that comes with a caveat , he wants to follow us down to the beach . “Hey Troy where are you going ?”, he barks . Oh shit. ” Straight out front ” , I reply . ” I’ll come along ” ,he says . “You’ll have to fucken hurry Marcus , cause we’re going now . ” ” Just wait , wait Troy , please ” ” Nah mate , we’l meet ya down there . Right out next ta Tower 28 “. I quickly shuffle Leroy down the road . Hopefully the poor old fucker with his bad knee might change his mind . We’ve been down the beach for half an hour and no sign of him . I feel a little guilty but geezus its a lot quieter without him . Then I see him , he’s looking for us on the other side of the tower . ” Shit Leroy , let’s get in the water real quick so he can’t see us ” I hover with head just above water . I notice him talking to kids , looks like he’s in some kind of black tracksuit . He’s a ranga and is very vulnerable to the hot Californian sun . He then trudges our way . Fuck it , I feel sorry for him and I wave him over . As he approaches I now understand what he’s wearing . It’s a stinger suit . A skinny 67 year old man with a limp in a loose wetsuit in 35 degree heat . I have to grind my teeth together to stop myself from bursting with laughter . He looks pissed . ” You know that son of yours Troy ? He’s a real arsehole and so are his entitled friends . “. ” Oh shit what happened Marcus ?” I already have a fair idea . ” Those little smart arses were laughing at me and just being smug little fuckers .Tex wouldn’t even converse with me or bring his mates into line . ” ” Oh shit , that’s no good , I’ll talk to him later ” . ” Do I look stupid in this stinger suit ?” “Weeeell ….. nah mate you don’t look too odd , I think . “. Of course it doesn’t stop Marcus making conversation with a young girl in a G string , all the while I shake my head and laugh to myself . Later I talk to Tex . He tells me that his mates thought he was some type of freak and they all burst out laughing . I asked him what he did? He said nothing , kept a straight face and stared him off . Yep , Tex ……….. he’s not as patient or should I say soft , like I am .