Show me your gun, Sir
Mimi woke up late, a quick shower and jump on the scale determined she was down 55 pounds. She decided today would be the day to celebrate with her skimpy work out clothes. She had been hiding her body for years due to her 16 year deadbedroom and failing marriage. She had a 20 minute commute to her gun introduction class, she was so nervous. Her mind drifted to the possibility of a room full of hot men , men that liked to hunt and had a rough edge to them, powerful strong men. Her anxiety started to kick in,” What are you doing ?” , she thought. She counterbalanced quickly with ,”Mimi, you want to be on your own , you need a gun to protect yourself, grow up and accept the reality of the times.” It was such a contrast to the loving sweet side , grass is always greener attitude she always embraced. If Covid taught her anything, the grass wasn’t greener and the 10 year dry spell without sex was taking a toll on her.