Chapter 49:// Giving up

 

“Jimmy, are you crazy?” the lifeguard said.

Jimmy the Amazing felt immense pain inside. The lovely piece of ass that was walking away, bobbing up and down, had just been offered to him.

He had turned it away.

He leaned back on his lifeguard’s tower at the beach. Even while relaxed, his eyes scanned the horizon and the coastline, tracking people, grouping them into swimmers and drowners. Oh sure, he liked to party. A bit too much actually. But he took his job seriously. He was always drunk or high, but never on the job. He might seem relaxed, smiling, friendly and helluva sexy, but he was always alert.

The girl who had left, was juicy as a peach. She spoke French of course, something Jimmy hadn’t considered when he originally accepted to move here. Nice was, well… nice. The beaches were marvellous, and the tourists enjoyed themselves. It was still too early in the season so they were mainly from northern countries, Russia and Poland. They were pretty much the same as the ones he was used to back in Greece.

“You know I’m married bro,” Jimmy said frowning.

“Yeah, but…” his partner said. “That was… Did you see that body? Those eyes? She was practically begging you man!” Alphonse was incredulous. Oh he had his fair share of lady friends himself, but he had lost his marbles when he saw the effect Jimmy had.

“I didn’t understand what she was saying,” Jimmy the Amazing said and shrugged.

“When are you gonna learn some French, dude?” the Frenchman said scowling. He had picked up Jimmy’s mannerisms from the time they’d worked together.

“Why don’t you French guys speak American like normal people? You all know how!” Jimmy said.

“Oh man!” Alphonse whined as he saw the girl jumping up the stairs to the street and out of sight.

“You could have gone for her, ya know. I said a good word for ya.”

“You said I was cheese,” Alphonse said.

“Nah bro, I’m positive. I said you were a strong man.”

“Nope. Cheese,” Alphonse said in surrender.

“Well it’s your damn language! You could have told her yourself,” Jimmy said and went back to scanning the people.

There was a long pause. Waves broke on the sand, a distant jet-ski rumbled, children laughed and screamed as they played. It was a nice place. Jimmy took it in.

“Your shift is over man,” Alphonse said.

“Yeah, it is,” Jimmy said not moving at all.

“It has been for an hour now. I like the company, but don’t you need to go home and relax?”

“I’m not doing this for the money.”

Alphonse snorted. “Of course you aren’t. Getting married to Bibi does that to you.”

Jimmy sighed. He was… Ridiculously rich. It was strange, all his life he had mismanaged money, and he always thought that having more would make him happier. Well, now he had a ton, which he could reasonably spend with supervision, but he wasn’t enjoying himself.

A car honked behind him. He didn’t turn around.

“Oh, it’s Bibi,” Alphonse said. He eyed Jimmy. “And… You’re not budging.”

“I’ll go when I wanna go,” Jimmy spat out.

Alphonse raised his palms, “Alright dude.” He paused. “Why don’t you go back to Greece? You clearly don’t like it here.”

The car honked. It was a ridiculously expensive cabrio. A red one.

“I can’t. And it’s not that I don’t like it here bro, I really do. I… I just can’t,” Jimmy said and put away his lifeguard gear. “Have a safe shift, man,” he said and slapped Alphonse on the shoulder.

 

 

“Hello darling,” Bibi said. “What took you so long?”

Jimmy sat in the car, not bothering to wipe any sand off. They had a service for that. “We were just talking with Alphonse, babe,” he said.

Bibi eyed him and came to some sort of decision. “I spoke with the solicitor again. Your friend’s trial goes well. I do need to pay for another wire transfer though. You want me to send that wire transfer, don’t you darling?” she asked and touched his chin.

Jimmy smiled and kissed her. “Of course my love.” And then flashed her his Amazing smile.