You're just starting out, but you're already trying to compete with the best. You told me yourself what you had heard about my team. These people do t...is for a living. They're the best and they've worked hard for a very long time to be the best." Dammit, I'm good with a rifle," she groused out. "Well, at least I thought I was until today. I can hold my own at slow fire, but they make me look like an idiot at 'snap and destroy' or whatever the Sergeant calls it. By the time I realize the target. "Let's order, and then you need some pussy. You've not had a shag since Claire arrived – significant? You're frustrated old son. Time for some good old fashioned no strings rumpy-pumpy."They ordered. As always, the food was superb and they conversed in grunts and moans of satisfaction. Once they had finished, Tom paid."My treat," he said. "In return you can do as you're told, and take the girl I select for you to bed for the night. Then see how you feel in the morning. Let's face it, if you are. You might be amazed at the improvement in your shooting even after the first day.”“‘First day’?” Charlotte repeated.“Of five days in a row – at least,” Jeff responded. “And you won’t be just blowing ammunition away; you will be learning to fire a weapon properly – and safely, of course.”As they were talking, Jeff had guided them off the range and toward the outer hatch. After thanking Ship, they donned their coats and made their way back to the Escalade, then on to the Retreat, mother and. I worked on my nails, to achieve awonderful curved shape that contoured my hands to a long slim shape. Idyed my hair blonde; I used rollers to make my hair fuller.With all this accomplished, I cannot wait for the weekends. EverySaturday morning, I would get up really early. Shave all my body hair,put on a pair of very frilly panties, a pair of pantyhose, four inchstiletto heeled shoes, a full length slip, a dress and then sit in frontof my dressing table mirror and carefully comb out my blond.