HornyIsh69
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Jackson Towe was a 19 year old surfer who was raised in the slums and ghetto of Venice Beach. He was considered a perfect man. Growing up in the slums of Venice, played Pop Warner football as well as high school football. But the gridiron was not his true calling. His true calling was the waves at Venice Beach and Santa Monica while he grabbed his wakeboard. Getting ready to head over to the pier and beach to set himself up for a surfing training session before the surfing contest.
He looked around to see if the scouting talents had showed up, which they did. Today was the day of the annual Wave Surf Am Jam contest where the first prize winner will get a $5000 grand prize in cash for winning the contest. The competition was tough and others were getting good, if not better than himself and most. Last year's winner, Dalton Frank started his surfing run. His waves and stance were bar none like always. Jason O'Flaherty, the second place runner up was next to do his set. Both of these men had been named amateur surfers but do a second run in the Am Jam contest.
Next, it was Jackson's turn to do his run. His moves and stance was flawless. However, Jackson still has trouble and focus with surfing. Only then, the scouts loved Jackson but the judges had little score for Jackson. Might be 3rd place for him but better than a lower place. The next runs were decent and up to par than most people. The contest had been over for both divisions. They are calling out the men's division standings. "And in 3rd place, we have a newcomer, Ricky Santoma!!" Ricky was a year younger than Jackson and had surfed better than Jackson. But Jackson wasn't losing hope. "And 2nd place goes to...... I don't believe it!!! Jackson Towe, the third placer from last year's Am Jam!!!" Jackson had been in shock since he couldn't believe he out beat Jason O'Flaherty, a signed amateur.
"And first place, the second year in a row...... Dalt-" A female in a blue two-piece came near the emcee. She whispers in his ear. "Do what?" Whispering Dalton Frank had performance enhancing drugs in his system. "I'm sorry folks. Dalton Frank would be the grand prize winner had been tested positive for PED's. Which means Jason O'Flaherty is this years Am Jam Winner!!!" The emcee said to the audience where everyone cheered for the three and mostly Jason O'Flaherty. At the party, others were enjoying themselves and stuff.
"Damn, can't believe Jason won. And that Towe fella seems like a decent surfer, but is so persistent, y'know?" One woman talked. He heard them, then had received a call from hospital. "Mr. Towe, your test mother's results came back, and the cancer had returned in her body. The costs for her care and everything are through the roof and her premiums can't cover this." Jackson couldn't bare to hear that. He ran home in his hummer to find his ailing mother still bedriddened due to the news of her ailing cancer had spread back more.
Giving that the situation was getting slightly worse, hearing that his mother was in pain. He was strapped for cash as he only had $2500 from the second place payout from the Am Jam. The next morning, Jackson looked through the help wanted ads for his job to help his mother. There was an ad. "Wanted: Seeking an extra for an "art" film". Jackson had called the agent and wondered what the film was since he had no experience.
He looked around to see if the scouting talents had showed up, which they did. Today was the day of the annual Wave Surf Am Jam contest where the first prize winner will get a $5000 grand prize in cash for winning the contest. The competition was tough and others were getting good, if not better than himself and most. Last year's winner, Dalton Frank started his surfing run. His waves and stance were bar none like always. Jason O'Flaherty, the second place runner up was next to do his set. Both of these men had been named amateur surfers but do a second run in the Am Jam contest.
Next, it was Jackson's turn to do his run. His moves and stance was flawless. However, Jackson still has trouble and focus with surfing. Only then, the scouts loved Jackson but the judges had little score for Jackson. Might be 3rd place for him but better than a lower place. The next runs were decent and up to par than most people. The contest had been over for both divisions. They are calling out the men's division standings. "And in 3rd place, we have a newcomer, Ricky Santoma!!" Ricky was a year younger than Jackson and had surfed better than Jackson. But Jackson wasn't losing hope. "And 2nd place goes to...... I don't believe it!!! Jackson Towe, the third placer from last year's Am Jam!!!" Jackson had been in shock since he couldn't believe he out beat Jason O'Flaherty, a signed amateur.
"And first place, the second year in a row...... Dalt-" A female in a blue two-piece came near the emcee. She whispers in his ear. "Do what?" Whispering Dalton Frank had performance enhancing drugs in his system. "I'm sorry folks. Dalton Frank would be the grand prize winner had been tested positive for PED's. Which means Jason O'Flaherty is this years Am Jam Winner!!!" The emcee said to the audience where everyone cheered for the three and mostly Jason O'Flaherty. At the party, others were enjoying themselves and stuff.
"Damn, can't believe Jason won. And that Towe fella seems like a decent surfer, but is so persistent, y'know?" One woman talked. He heard them, then had received a call from hospital. "Mr. Towe, your test mother's results came back, and the cancer had returned in her body. The costs for her care and everything are through the roof and her premiums can't cover this." Jackson couldn't bare to hear that. He ran home in his hummer to find his ailing mother still bedriddened due to the news of her ailing cancer had spread back more.
Giving that the situation was getting slightly worse, hearing that his mother was in pain. He was strapped for cash as he only had $2500 from the second place payout from the Am Jam. The next morning, Jackson looked through the help wanted ads for his job to help his mother. There was an ad. "Wanted: Seeking an extra for an "art" film". Jackson had called the agent and wondered what the film was since he had no experience.
