<div class="floatleft">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F55%2Fff%2F94%2F55ff947afff9e9df4b4d00815f299988.jpg&amp;f=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, noon-ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Exercise area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Swim Shorts</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-6ehfk/images/stencil/original/products/8115/24103/Addicted-Mesh-Rainbow-Swim-Short-ADS178-01-White-F__38252.1560732424.jpg?c=2?c=2&amp;imbypass=on&amp;imbypass=on)</div></div>, red compression socks and running shoes<br/><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>J.J. , Grace<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The goal was attainable.  He could feel it growing inside of him.  A rampant level of exhaustion that would obliterate thought and shame alike for a number of hours.  He remembered how guys burnt out twice or three times as fast when they had been deployed in California due to the heat and Majorca was a similar heat temperature-wise...but Majorca had California beat when it came to humidity.<br/><br/>Sweat dripped from him as he caught sight of J.J. off to the side approaching him, holding a bottle of water and two bottles of beer. he exhaled through his nostrils...closing his eyes a moment and nodding his head slightly.  The weighted rope came to a halt and he held up a  single finger, hoping J.J. would hold on a moment.<br/><br/>He turned and walked away for a moment.  Hanging the rope on one of the hooks of the storage shed before turning back and Mark lifted his chin slightly towards J.J. and made a Gimme-motion with his fingers on one hand.  A small smile forming as J.J. complied and tossed him the bottle of water first.  Mark caught it and a few moments later he had drank the entire bottle, crushing the plastic bottle flat between his hands only to then screw the lid back on.   He still felt the heat...it was like the whole world pulsed and throbbed with each beat of his heart before he approached and gladly accepted one of the two beers that J.J. still held.  He reached out and clinked the bottle's neck against J.J.'s bottle and gave him a grateful nod of his head.<br/><br/><em>"Thanks man.  I think I was going to Thelma and Louise right off the cliff."</em>, he pulled up alongside J.J. and kept pace with him in order to go find some shade.<em>"This place...caves my head in."</em>