But those eyes hold a sea of mischief. But she never took the first step to start something.As destiny would have it, we were working on a project and... we had to travel to Pune. It was a 2-day project. We left early … Worked hard the while day out on meetings etc.. By evening we were tired and checked in to the hotel our office had arranged. We both had separate rooms. We decided to freshen up and meet at 8 pm and have a few drinks.The initial plan was to go out somewhere. However, since we both. One, in particular, fascinated me. 'Younger women for older men.'I'd always fantasised secretly about much older men ever since university, when I'd slept with one of my tutors. So when TexTom sent a message saying, "Hi Kate, older guy from Texas who enjoys chatting to intelligent younger women" I replied, and a conversation began.In a very short space of time I was carried along, becoming more open, and revealing more and more about myself. Incredibly as the chat got more intimate I found. To this day I still do! Kate however has been my number one target to this day and I have had a deeper passion for her where I have fantasized about dumping my Mauritian baby batter deep inside her, mixing up with her posh sweet juices. Back to the meet, As mentioned in my previous meet with Holly, we arranged to meet at the weekend, with the meet panning out in similar fashion. My buddy had printed pics of Kate for us to unload on when that special moment came. We stripped off our jeans and. .. and maybe my pecker ... and my tongue.I'm going to take a nap.'Nope. You are going to teach us to shoot.''AAARRRGGGHHH!!!''He whimpers nicely.''He's a big baby.'I stirred my stumps.I found the crate with the Italian rifles.What?I didn't want to use the toy guns!Plastic and die cast?Reliable? Don't give me that.They rely on hot explosive gases to thump the bolt back. Besides, they're a bitch to clean. And they're too damn loud!I unbolted the crate, took out six BM 59's, 12 spare mags, 4.