I still remember the name of the picture that the girls just had to go see, it was Tammy and The Bachelor.Why in the hell Leslie had been so hot to se... the movie was a mystery to me as she and Mark were in the back seat necking hot and heavy before I even got the speaker hung on the window. Ten minutes into the show I heard moans coming from the back and I looked back to see Leslie stroking Mark's exposed cock and Mark playing with Leslie's exposed tits. Fifteen minutes into the movie Leslie. We only had three of the assassin rifles so Stan had to take two shots at the guards next to the door around the corner but I'm willing to bet the second one didn't even know his partner was down before the second shot put him well beyond caring. The only sound I heard was a metallic ping as one of the rounds went clean through one of the goon's skull and ricocheted off the metal side of the warehouse. I'd hoped nobody inside heard it but about fifteen seconds later it didn't matter anyway.. After a few minutes mom said she was going to bed and that she would see me in the morning. She got up and headed up the stair to her bedroom. It dawned on me as I head up the stairs that mom either sobered up pretty fast or she wasn’t as d***k as I thought. She staggered in but walked pretty normal when heading to bed. The next morning I came down to the kitchen where mom was sitting having her coffee. I grabbed a glass of orange juice and joined her. She smiled at me and asked how I slept. I asked him if he was driving through the night and he said that he had to deliver this load of topsoil in the morning. I said, “Where are you spending the night, if you don’t mind me asking?” He came back, “Well, I just need to find a good, safe place to park. I’ll stay with my truck.” I told him I knew of a street where I’ve seen a few rigs park for the night that was pretty close. I’d show him the way there if he wanted to follow me. He agreed and we were on our way. About three.