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Ryan's guide slapped his shoulder. He had a ridiculous grin on his chubby face.
"Little buddy, you haven't lived until you've surfed the Corona."
Ryan gave his guide a look of disgust. He slowly and deliberately brushed the dirt off his white track suit. The man had sang the praises of this Corona for the last hour.
"I couldn't care less," he said. "Just get me there."
the strong smell of sulfur invaded Ryan's nose. His eyes were beginning to water and itch. For the upteenth time, the stockbrocker mentally cursed his best friend, Chris. If only he hadn't agreed to visit that damned antique shop. He should have bought some shiny ring for his wife. But he had foolishly hoped to find something exotic enough to stifle her righteous anger.
But it seemed that bad luck had an arrow with Ryan's name on it.
"Little buddy? Hey, snap out of it!"
Ryan's guide had replaced the grin with a frown. His beefy, brown arms were folded across an equally muscular chest. Ryan mopped the sweat off his forehead. He cringed to see the dark sweat stain on the soft material.
"Damn heat," he muttered. His guide wasn't even breaking a sweat.
"Come on, little buddy. We have to make it to the Corona by nightfall."
The guide had been insistent about making good time. He seemed to be anxious about whatever happened after the sun set.
Ryan gritted his teeth, "If you call me little buddy one more time. So help me god, I'll twist you into a pretzel."
The guide only smiled. He seemed to know how idle the threat really was.
"It's the heat talking. You should have worn a sarong."
Ryan glared, "the day I wear a skirt, is the day pigs fly."
His guide frowned. "What are pigs? And why wouldn't they fly?"
Ryan shook his head, "never mind."
He cast one last defiant look at the guide and set off towards the Corona.