When I emptied the magazine, I was surprised to find that the rounds were high-end competition-grade rounds. As expected, the weapon had been fired re...ently. But I could also see that it had been fired before, but never cleaned. There was old carbon on the bolt, and the barrel looked like it was starting to corrode. One of the problems with match grade shells was the powder used. It burned fast but was pretty corrosive. Most of the time, this wasn’t a problem. Professional shooters took care of. I was happy to be honest.But One fucking day, I remember i was watching Kaththi with my friends, First day show. I was screaming like there enjoying. I missed lots of calls from her. But once i came out of mall, I saw lots of whatsapp messages, and missed calls, and i checked my phone. I was shattered.Sanjuna: Where are You?Sanju: Pick my callsSanju: Dai, Praveen is coming home. I called him,Sanju: You there?Sanju: What to do? Seduce him or not?Sanju: Dai, He is here. You coming or not?And Her. When no one answered, I tried the knob and the door was unlocked. All I could think of was, is Rosie going to rat me out to my wife? That nightI decided to call one of Rosie's closest friends. I told her what had happened andasked her if she would talk to Rosie and tell how sorry I was. I also told her friend thatI couldn't help myself, when I saw that pussy lying there open and freshly fucked. Shecalled Rosie and apologized for me and told her that I was just a horny fart. I went. .”She burst in, “No. Not really. Just that I like you calling me kitten. Can you? Please?”I thought again, “Okay. I will, but for now it’s just here. At home.”I felt her kiss my arm and she sighed. “Thanks, Anna.”“No problem… kitten.”There was a brief pause and then she said, “Umm. One last thing?”I wondered what was coming, worried where this was going, but as before I couldn’t refuse this woman anything. I murmured, “Yes, kitten?”I felt her wriggle her behind into me as I called her that..