Probably the only time I've ever held a gun
21 months ago
My friend Todd took me on a Saturday night. We selected guns and ammo. He had to keep warning me not to talk with my hands while holding the gun. After I fired several rounds at the far off target (which I think I hit) we both looked down to find a pile of discarded shells nestled in my cleavage. Hey – now that I think of it, he took those shells and promised to make me some earrings…
