When my son was 12 or 13 years old, his class was selling something for a fundraiser. He waited until the last day before he started selling his share and left around 5 in the evening. He come dragging back in around 11 that night so I ask him where the heck he had been. He told me he had been over at a new ranchers house that had just moved in about 4 miles from us. I ask if he bought anything, and he said no that they had just been talking, it seemed that he was a retired state cop, that just happened to be from where I had gone to high school. lol It seems he heard stories he wasn't ever suppose to hear. lol