”Ed, over his surprise, seemed to be a little upset. I was just about to ask him why, when he fired off a couple of questions letting his anger slip... out a little.“Why do you think we need to learn to shoot? And why on earth do you think we need to learn to track?” Before I could answer he continued. “Speaking for myself at least, I’m pretty damn good at both and don’t see much of a need to waste time learning something I already know.”I asked, “Ed, have you ever had to shoot at a man who was. ” “Is that understood?” As I nodded in agreement, she reached up and slipped a blindfold over my head. It fitted snugly but not to tight. Not being able to see was very scary and my sense of smell and touch was magnified to compensate. I felt two pairs of hands removing my shirt and then guiding me towards the desk. I was gently pushed down on the hard wooden surface. It had been covered with a silk sheet that must have come from the leather satchel. The touch of the hard wood under. I felt his hand move down onto my panties and onto m pussy that was now soaking wet, he rubbed the front of my panties softly as without thinking I told him to take them off, he pulled them down revealing a bush of pubic hair that hid my virginal pussy, asked if he wanted to do it, he said only if I was sure, I nodded and blurted out I was a virgin, he smiled and said so was he, he reached into his back pocket pulled out his wallet and took out a rubber.He undone the pack and gently unrolled. Sometimes the direct approach is best he thought as he drew his blaster pistol from his belt and smashed it hard against the driver side window. There had been many safety innovations built into vehicles over the last two hundred years or so. Among the oldest of these was that the transparencies were designed to give way safely if enough force were applied. So it was that when the metallic butt of the weapon impacted the window, the synthetic glass shattered into a flurry of tiny spheroids and.