“What are you planning to use?” Taylor asked.“For most of the hunt, I’ll use a 15 mm rifle. However, I want to use an 1853 Pattern Enfield to ...ring down one, sort of a tribute to the first Lucky Jim. While I did learn how to load it, the only time I fired it was into a backstop twenty-five meters away, so I need to learn how to aim it. I know that black powder and the black powder substitute I bought don’t provide the same muzzle velocity as modern propellants, so I have to figure out how far. I watched as she worked her hands in her hair. I smiled and looked at her bared chest. Her breasts were definitely smaller than either Mary Jo's or Liv's. I reached up and cupped the one nearest me. I felt the nipple harden a bit and press into my palm. Missy stopped what she was doing and looked down at her breast in my hand."I wish they were bigger," she said softly. "Sorry." I'm not," I replied seriously. "They are perfect. Soft and responsive."Missy smiled. "I was afraid you'd be. Meri chudai ki dastaan ka ye part suru karne ke pehle main short me aap ko batana chahti hun ki maine apne premi se chudai ka sambhandh banane ke pahle apne baare me aur mere chacha ke baare me sab kuch sach bata diya tha. Maine us ko saaf saaf bata diya tha ki main kin haalatoon me apne chacha se chudwa rahi hun jab main sirf 18 saal ki thi. Maine usko ye bhi bataya ki chacha bhi chahten hai ki main tum ko sab kuch sach sach batadun. Ye sun kar wo thoda to udas hua. Phir us ne kaha ki main tum. Would you like a cup of tea while you wait?" I'd love one," said Victoria fervently, " and thank you. What about you, James?" Yes, please."They both went and sat down."How long do you think Wing-Commander Stephens will be?" wondered Victoria."No idea," said James. "Could be twenty minutes. Could be two hours. It all depends on what they have to do to Mark."Victoria nodded. "If I start getting morbid or weepy, smack me."James once more marvelled at her bravery and self-control. He restrained.