THE HANDS OF A MASTER
WOW: finger. A fascinated observer is watching the master at work ...
Disclaimer: I don't own hiim
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I'm mesmerised, watching Dean cleaning his Colt 1911.
It's like watching a virtuoso coaxing beautiful music from his favourite instrument as Dean's long, skilful fingers go about their work.
With supreme attention he threads a pipecleaner into the gun's barrel before he carefully dismantles her and works oil into all her moving parts, not missing a single inch of her nickel-plated surface. He finishes by polishing her ivory handle with a soft cloth, one I know he keeps especially for the purpose.
You ask, am I jealous? No, I'm not.
At all.
Y'see, I'm the Winchesters' Taurus. And it's my turn next …
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