She lay there, sheets barely covering her. Her long legs in view casually, mindlessly fiddling with her thigh garter. Like a doe relaxing in a field of flowers. I felt a growl bubble in my throat. If Galaxy wants to be the doe, I'll be the wolf.
I've had a Glock for over a decade now, and guess what? I am all for gun control and regulation. Why wouldn't such a lethal thing have as much (or more) responsibility as owning a car. License, insurance and registration.