As some of you know I am a firearms instructor in my spare time. Its a thankless job that I now do for free rather than for a living. So when you are on a windswept range teaching clay shooting and get an unexpected bonus its nice.
Can you come up today and take a couple out was the request down the phone early yesterday morning, weather looks a bit miserable and its an hours drive. But hey, I am still committed to what I do so along I went.
First pupil arrived with her friend and onto the range we went. I showed her all the safety and how to handle a gun correctly, how to stand and what to look for.
Not once did I hit on the fit as f**k 25yr old pole dancer
The next pupil didn't turn up so we extended the lesson, nearly 2 1/2 hours she shot for.
Taught her how to shoot and away she went really chuffed.
She asked for my number so she could book a lesson with me again, I told her to just call the club to arrange.
Like I say, professional I am.
Also 46, happily married, baldling and going grey
( I am not fat, its a cartridge belt under my jacket)