I thought to make a point, I would load a 20-round drum with slugs and show what that could do, since it was the nearest ammunition we had to simulate...a conventional rifle.I loaded the drum with the ammunition and popped the drum into place. I charged the chamber and set for semiautomatic fire. I was quite familiar with the weapon, and it was one of my favorites, so I was comfortable with thumbing the fire selector into semiautomatic mode and aiming at the nearest target. I fired, and I hit. I invited her to my house as a neighborly gesture. We talked about regular college stuff and our life she asked me about my love life and things got interesting I told her that I currently liked her and she is too amazing to resist, she was stunned for a moment but managed a smile I got close to her played some music and asked her for a dance she agreed, as we slow danced to a John Mayer no. I kept looking in her eyes and she shied away at times we drew closer to each other just cm’s apart from. Maybe a bank robber or some kind of mafia drug lord or something.”Rom dropped his fork in his empty bowl and laughed mockingly at her, “If I had either of those professions, you would think I would live a little bit flashier, or at least own two plates.”Dyanne shrugged, “I don’t know, maybe you’re lying low, incognito, trying not to draw attention to yourself out here.”“I’m not a thief or a drug lord or any other kind of criminal mastermind,” Rom assured her.“So, why? Why do you live out here,. "With that comment I was quite happy to drift into a very contented and relaxed state. I slipped off Rebecca and snuggled into her side and we both drifted off into an exhausted sleep.OK, I guess I should get back to me being in my bed with Samantha. Hmm, now that's a pleasant thought. Samantha was naked and had disappeared under the covers to take me in her mouth and slurp away like a lollipop. This wasn't normal. Sam was being a bit aggressive and that wasn't like her. I wasn't complaining.