Russian roulette… (2)
Previously; https://cyranny.wordpress.com/2016/08/13/russian-roulette/ She skipped a breath as the hammer hit. He had taken a step forward as her finger had pulled the trigger for the first time, but seeing that the bullet was still in the gun, he had backed up, now standing exactly where he previously was. If she had been in the mood…… Continue reading Russian roulette… (2)