Sarah rubs the shaft, her fingers and thumb moving in slow, sure circles, making sure to give every inch a thorough going-over. When she's certain she hasn't missed anything, she starts with the long up-and down strokes along the length of it, caressing it from one end to the other. Lubrication is important - just enough to keep everything moving, but not enough that she'll lose her grip when the action starts.
She finds her breath falling into a deep, slow rhythm as she works. Her concentration narrows to her task.
What kind of person, she wonders, finds cleaning guns soothing?
