The film was pretty tame but within the local legal restraints. After about half an hour an old guy came in a sat next to me...strange I thought...lot... of empty rows in front and behind me. He sat for a few minutes then mumbled something about the action on the screen....next thing he reaches over and takes my hand and places it on his exposed erection covered in nylon...he says ...”.....can you wank me off?.....I’m wearing my wife’s tights too...you okay with that?”...by this time I had a semi. "He seems OK, and doesn't look like he's here for any other reason." He looked no more assured that she'd been."C'mon let's see what happens".The couple left their car and walked up the main path into the woods. The stranger stood, seemingly sending a text but looking far to clumsy about doing it to be convincing. They walked past him, June in front of her husband. He tried to catch the eye the mystery man but his eyes were fixed firmly on the bottom of the pretty lady who'd just walked past. She would like you to ask your mom, seeing if you could come over after school on Thursday." OK, I'll call you back as soon as I talk with my mom, I'm sure she will say yes. She likes to have some alone time once in a while, with me not home, she can have that. As soon as she gets home, I'll ask." She said.Then we hung up, I knew it would be a rough weekend for me, especially since she would be with me the whole time.Mom was making dinner, dad was watching the news when the phone rang. I. I don't like the idea of casually shooting across an open field, because you can never be sure how far the bullet will travel. I didn't want to kill some one, or some thing, accidentally. I asked Sarah where would be a good place for a shooting range. When I explained why I thought a range was necessary, she was immediately helpful.She suggested a place beyond the corral where there was a small hill which would give us a head start on our bullet trap. Since it was so near, I suggested we go.