To put context to this story I have to go back a few years and delve back into past history……
I’ve been into shooting for a few years now, and I have progressed enough that I have been trusted to take out new comers to the sport/hobby.
I know a fair few won’t agree with what I do, but this story has been a long time in the making and will involve shooting.
To start the story off, I had been asked to help out on a ladies pheasant shooting day, due to my experience with new comers to shooting.
The day started well, I was introduced to my “charge” for the day and immediately we hit it off. |
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As the day went on the flirting started, lots of innuendos flying back and forth between us. Every time we moved drives, E made sure she sat next to me and in the packed trailer, her hands kept on finding my leg “accidentally”….. |
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