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Beach

... searched the shelves. He clearly was a man with a mission. He was looking for something. &#034Let's go,&#034 he ordered walking toward the cash register carrying a clear tube connected to a large orange funnel that was labeled &#034I got wasted at Daytona.&#034 The clerk rang in the beer funnel then looked at Tommy and said, &#034Ten dollars and fifty one cents. Planning to drink a lot of beer tonight?&#034 &#034Not drink,&#034 replied Tommy handing the clerk a ten and a five. &#034Huh?&#034 the clerk asked looking at Tommy. &#034There's other ways to get beer inside of you besides your mouth,&#034 Tommy started, smiling at the clerk. Then, looking directly at me continued, &#034Right?&#034 as if looking for a response. The clerk looked me in the eyes and then I followed his gaze, his eyes wide, as he surveyed the chain around my neck and then the chains around my wrists. He leaned forward over the counter half smiling to confirm that I did indeed have chains around my ankles. &#034Four dollars and 49 cents is your change,&#034 he said to Tommy. Then added, &#034Sir.&#034 &#034You got that right,&#034 Tommy said. &#034Let's go.&#034 I just stood there. Frozen. Blushing. &#034I said let's go. You've got beer to drink - er I mean get inside of you.: &#034I looked up and noticed the clerk, almost chuckling now that he was in on Tommy's personal joke - me. &#034Have a NICE day you guys,&#034 The clerk said. Then looking at me continued, :&#034Don't drink too much if you can help ...

... it.&#034 We walked out and as we got in the car I turned to Tommy and said, &#034That was humiliating.&#034 &#034Get used to it, there's more at our next stop.&#034 ------- I shuddered as we pulled into the parking lot of the hardware store. &#034What are we going to get here?&#034 I asked. &#034I told you. training supplies,&#034 Tommy said looking sternly at me. &#034C'mon.&#034 Tommy walked directly over to the rope hardware section. &#034Great,&#034 I thought, &#034He is going to ask which ropes tie off best to my chains. &#034You probably think we are here to buy rope,&#034 Tommy said to me as a handsome 18-year old college boy walked up to us. &#034Can I help you?&#034 asked the clerk. &#034Do you have any stainless steel O-rings?&#034 Tommy asked the clerk while he looked directly at me watching my eyes widen. &#034I just saw a checkout guy at a souvenir store with the same look as you,&#034 Tommy said to me. &#034Yes,&#034 said the clerk. &#034Follow me.&#034 And Tommy did. And I did. In the next aisle we found a selection of various sized O-rings each in a separate shrink wrapped packages. &#034Will this do?&#034 asked the clerk of Tommy. &#034Too small for me,&#034 said Tommy. &#034How about this one?&#034 asked the clerk. &#034Too big for him,&#034 said Tommy. Before the clerk could figure out what was going on, Tommy pointed at another -O-ring on the pegboard display. &#034This one might just work.&#034 &#034Let's see,&#034 Tommy said to the clerk while looking at ...