The sand was deep and it was hard going but lucky not far into the walk a man in a 4 wheel drive that was passing by stopped and offered us a lift. We...l to our surprise he was extremely friendly and told us all about the beach and what went on in the sand dunes. He drove onto the beach and parked this 4 wheel drive to the south end and explained that this was the place to have a little more privacy/fun. As we got out of the car, my Master took my hand and pulled me close and said “let’s walk a. A big 4WD truck had passed the camera, coming onto the island. I got dressed, stamped on my boots, took the pad, canvas, 'possibles' bag and rife in hand then walked down to the beach. I followed it north until I found him. He was just setting up his ground stand. I took careful aim and shot the action of his rifle, tearing the hell out of it. Now it was a pretty club.I yelled out "Hands up, fucker."He peered around the woods and pulled out a pistol I smiled. I used a tree to stabilize my. It seemed to me to be the most logical starting point.I walked away admiring how much nicer ‘79 was in comparison to the world I had been unaccustomedly accustomed to for the entirety of my existence.Which I guess wasn't a huge surprise since for most of my life I had been spent living in the past I had never been to.After reaching her house I told myself I would play it completely Fonzie Cool. Then I began knocking."HOLD ON, HOLD ON," I heard along with the sounds of dogs barking. It was then that the absurdity of the situation hit me. What the hell was I doing? Why was I, a grown man, hiding behind a concrete pillar in a poorly lit multi story car park waiting for my wife to appear with another man? Surely I should be stepping out to reclaim her as mine; to save her from pudgy man. I should be beating the shit out of him for what he made her do in the cinema. I should be berating my wife for allowing herself to be groped and used and abused and perhaps I should even be.