When the summer finally begins most everyone loves going to the beach. Not me, I actually don't like the beach at all. The chore of carrying all your things, umbrella, towels, beach chairs, coolers and all the other essential things you just have to have, for a day at the beach, from the car to the spot where you eventually end up, is just plain hard work.
Then there's the gritty sand, getting in all the places that sand just doesn't belong, and the people, kids screaming, teenagers kicking up sand as they run by trying to catch the elusive volley ball, old men ogling you as you walk by, you can have it.
Maybe the real problem for me is the heat. When it's ninety nine degrees and the sun is blaring, burning your skin, tell me, how that can be fun.
When the temperature is up there the most perfect place to be is anywhere there's air conditioning. I found that an air conditioned movie theater is a great alternative to sweating and getting sticky.
I love the movies. Here's a place where you can get out of the hot sun, sit in a comfortable seat, maybe a snack, who doesn't love popcorn all warm and buttery, and then the show itself. Whatever you like you can find it at the movies.
My name is Lynn; I am eighteen and just graduated from high school.
I'll be going off to college in the fall so my parents have given me the summer off. I've worked since I turned fifteen, actually before that, baby sitting, dog sitting, cleaning house for a few of the neighbors and then when I was of legal age to get working permits I got a job at the local fast food place and worked through high school.
I was taught at a very young age to save my money. I could spend some of it on things I wanted, make-up, clothes the normal stuff a teenage girl likes. Saving was important for a few reasons. I knew I was going away to college and needed a car. My Dad and I made a deal, he'd pay for seventy five percent of the car if I saved the other twenty five percent. It was a good deal, I have a great little car and it's very good on gas. Anyway, because I'm such a responsible young girl they gave me the summer off, to do anything I wanted, I didn't have to work.
I heard the weatherman say it was going to be almost one hundred today and the humidity was way up there. This would be a great day to go to the movies. I knew there were a few new movies I wanted to see so I went online, checked out the Cineplex and saw that there was a great love story starting today.
Who doesn't like a good love story? You know the kind, the girl sees the boy, and he ignores her and then sees her with another guy and realizes he wants her for himself. I looked at the time and the show was starting in about an hour so I quickly showered, got dressed and out the door.
During the day there aren't very many people at the movies, mostly single people, a lot of older people and very rarely any kids.
You pretty much have your choice of where you want to sit and nobody is getting up and down during the best parts. I like sitting down towards the front, hopefully no one tall sits in front of me.
I got my ticket, stopped at the snack counter for my popcorn and headed to theater five. The movie I was about to see was supposed to be pretty sexy, hey, who doesn't like a little touchy feely now and then.
When I walked in there were maybe five other people spread out in the seats so I had my choice of practically any seat in the theater. I walked down front and found the perfect seat, right in the middle and no one else around.
The previews started, and then the advertisements and more previews and finally the movie began. This was rated "R" must be a hot movie I thought. I settled in my seat, munched on my popcorn and was getting into the storyline.
I heard a noise coming from behind me, like someone was trying to say something, whispering, I couldn't make out the words and it stopped. After a few minutes, the sound started again, this time it sounded like someone kissing or the thing guys do when a girl walks by and they make that kissing sound to get her to turn around. I ignored it, it stopped.
I couldn't ignore the person who was behind me in the next row walking to their seat. Whoever it was bumped my chair, and when they did it a second time I turned around to see who it was.
"Ohh, I'm so sorry."
It was an older man; he was smiling at me as he took a seat right behind me. I turned back to the screen and hoped he wouldn't be getting up and down. Why he sat in that seat was ridiculous, the place was almost empty, he could have sat anywhere.
Within a few minutes that noise started again, this time it was louder, no, closer, I turned my head slightly to try and hear where it was coming from, it was right behind me. I turned around and looked at the man, the sound stopped and he smiled at me.
I realized it was Mr. Renner, one of our neighbors.
Mr. Renner was an old man who lived by himself. He would come over to our house every now and then to talk with my Dad. He really kept to himself most of the time and worked in his yard. Once in awhile he'd be out mowing his grass or raking leaves. No one ever saw him once it got cold.
The last time he was over he and Dad were sitting on the patio having a beer and talking about baseball. He evidently loves baseball and Dad said he was a walking stat book. I was about to go to a friend's so I walked out to tell Dad I was leaving.
"Excuse me; I just wanted to let you know I was on my way out."
"You know Mr. Renner Lynn, we were just talking baseball."
"Hello Mr. Renner."
"Well hi there Lynn, boy you've sure grown up nice and pretty."
He had little or no teeth so his lips were all mushy and when he spoke his tongue would almost fall out of his mouth. His lips were all wet and he would slide his tongue over them all the time.
"Ohh, well thank you, I'll see you later Dad."
I bent over to kiss my father goodbye and couldn't help noticing Mr. Renner looking down my shirt. I'm a pretty well developed girl so I'm sure he got a good look. When I stood up he was licking his lips and smiling at me.
What was he doing sitting behind me?
Every so often he would bump my seat, I just ignored him. Every time there was something in the movie that was sexy he would talk to himself. I think there was one scene where the girls tits were bare and I swear I heard him say.
"Suck them titties boy, suck em good."
When the movie was over I got up to leave and when I realized he had followed right behind me I stopped. I couldn't ignore him anymore.
"Hi Mr. Renner how are you?"
"Hello Lynn, I'm just fine, good show, it was so hot I thought I'd come down and sit in the air conditioning, guess you did the same thing."
I started walking out of the theater and he was still talking.
"Boy it's awful hot today, the walk down here just about killed me, I'll have to take it slow going home, don't want to pass out from the heat."
Oh crap, he walked here; I guess I should offer to drive him home.
