There’s no secret, I don’t think, that Charmer has a lot of fun playing with marks (bites, impact stuff, etc.). It’s probably also no secret that we live in the desert. That means pools. Swimming.
More than a few times, I’ve graciously bowed out of a swimming jaunt because I’d rather just chill and have a drink or watch others or… you know, whatever other thing I can come up with.
We have rules.
OK, we have guidelines.
OK, I have requested…
…that marks not exceed the shirt or shorts line. So, no neck, no arms etc. And that’s great for normal outings and such. But what of swimming?
I mean, there’s really nowhere to hide.
I’m here to introduce you to your best friend.
Paintball. It’s a glorious thing. It’s a great excuse. It’s a good-enough get out of jail free card. Paintball gives you a discussion topic for those awkward marks. It gives you cover. You’ll need to understand what paintball is all about, but that’s certainly simple enough online.
“Holy crap [snake], what happened to you!?”
“Eh, we went and played paintball – it was a blast, but clearly I lost!“
Everyone has a good laugh. You talk about how fun it was. Exchange a few knowing glances with your mark-giver, and done – free to go about your swimming.
But if you do this a lot and it’s a regular thing, be warned. People will start to ask where you play (paintball) and more about it and all of that. It’s a good one-off throw-away, but be aware, it’ll get more and more awkward going forward.
Or, you know, so I hear.
Best just to sit by the pool, enjoy a drink and perhaps wait for a more private time to swim. Always seems like a great way to avoid the issue.