.well...let's call me Kincaid. I'm your typical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10" and I've always been a big guy. It runs in my family. See, everyone I'm rel...ted to is built like a biker. We're all chunky, but under that bit'o'flab is pure muscle. The guy who grabbed my mother's arm on Black Friday wasn't expecting that. I'm getting off track already, I apologize...Right, details. I have brown hair and grey eyes. My lookers are probably my best feature. I've never really liked anything else. It was a good four miles away and I had to take the lawn mower." What did you do?" I stole the truck," Dad said. He laughed. "Pops was in the field cultivating the corn and I loaded the lawnmower and a gas can in the pickup, got the keys from the rack in the house, and drove it out to the lake." You didn't have a license yet!" Mom squealed."Yeah. There's my dark criminal past. Auto theft and driving without a license." But you weren't caught?" I asked. "Got away with it?" Oh no. I was caught.. He used to be very fit despite his age, followed strict diet regimen and jogged every morning. He is around 6'2 in height well endowed in all the departments a female could lust for. Dad was a hardworker, career came first to him and so he made a bad husband. Always away from home, and when he did come home he spent most of his time with friends boozing and roaming around the city. He has a kind heart so he would often get cheated by most of his rogue friends so financially we had to depend on. I was looking forward to that first day, thinking to myself that all that training finally paid off. I arrived at the beach 30 minutes early to make sure I had time to check all the safety equipment before going on duty. Everything was in order and functioning properly. I also checked the first aid kit to make sure all the needed supplies were there. I had everything that was needed for a rescue. With 10 minutes to spare, I decided to sit outside on the tower. I walked outside, put on my.