Pat asked to stay a few more minutes. We were in a dimly lit car park. Pat had heard it's a meeting place for people wanting to have fun. Dogging is the word she used. No sooner had I said, "Let's go," than headlights appeared behind us. The car parked about half a dozen car widths away. Nothing happened for a while; then, the side window came down. I could make out the outline of a man, "What's happening?" Pat told me to...