What Does it Mean to Trust

by at8c

What does it mean to Trust? Will Stephanie understands what it means to trust when something happens that makes her question every man in her life including the merry men. NOT CUPCAKE FRIENDLY, NOT MORELLI or HELEN PLUM FRIENDLY.

18. Chapter 17: Training Pt3: Ranger Marksma

These characters belong to Janet I am just borrowing them for my amusement. Although I would love to keep Ranger and the merry men for myself!

This story does contain violence, and touches on dark subject matters. This story is not friendly to Morelli or Helen Plum so for Cupcake fans you have been warned.

Chapter 17: Training Pt3 Ranger Marksmanship

RPOV

There is nothing better than waking up with my Babe in my arms after having made love to her the night before. Last night when we got to apartment Ella had already brought our dinner. We quickly ate and then decided to call it a night. We had a little celebrating to do.

Stephanie had a big day yesterday it was her first day of training. She had worked hard with Brown in the gym and on the obstacle course. Then during her lunch hour she did her workout that he had setup for her. Looking at her workout he had setup for her I knew how sore she would be.

I first ran a nice warm bath for her and put some lavender oil, sea salt, and a little bubble bath for the bubbles. I helped her off with her clothes and helped her in the bath. This was all about her. All about me caring for her, I loved caring for her.

I left her in the tub while I got things ready in the bed room. I lit some votive candles, got her some water along with a couple of Advil, and got the body oils that I picked up at Reflections. I put a sheet over the bedding and placed a pillow at the foot of the bed.

Stripping my clothes off I went to join my babe in the tub. We sat in the tub until we were shriveled up. Deciding that was probably enough I stood us up toweled us off and then we got in the shower. I washed her hair and body and then mine. I can remember how bad I wanted her but I held off. I had to keep reminding myself it was about her. Chanting this was about her to myself keep me in control and prevented me from just taking her in the shower.

I dried us off and brought her into the bedroom I had her drink the water and take the advil it will help with muscle soreness. I could see the surprise and then the smile on her face when she saw what I had setup for her. But she had no idea what I was going to do. I had her lay down on the bed on her stomach with her head on the pillow at the foot of the bed.

Straddling her legs I begin at her arms and I slowly but firmly starting massaging her. I worked from her arms, neck, shoulders, upper back down pulling any inflammation that may have formed around her muscles away. When I got to her lower body I massaged her muscles up from her feet to her hips. I have to say my favorite part was massaging her beautiful ass. She has the perfect heart shaped ass.

I then had her flip over and proceeded to massage the front of her body taking the same direction as with her back pulling any inflammation away while massaging her will be sore muscles. I knew this wouldn't make them go away or not be sore tomorrow but I hoped it would help.

When I was done with the massage I then had her turn over back on her stomach and I laid a thinner towel over her back, and shoulders. I then went to the kitchen and returned with several ice packs. I laid them on her shoulders and upper back. The larger muscle groups are the ones that will be the sorest after working them. Once the ice had been on for ten minutes I had her turn over and then proceeded to ice her chest and front of her shoulder muscles for another ten minutes.

I then brought in a large heating pad and applied heat to the same large muscle groups for twenty minutes front and back. Once I had finished caring for her I removed the sheet, replaced the pillow and my Babe and I got in bed. Where I made love to her very slowly and gently until we were both begging for release.

Nights don't get much better than the one we had last night. I can't keep the smile from my lips thinking about her and us. Holding her while she is sleeping it is one of my indulgent pleasures I could never be able to get enough of. She has no idea what she gives me just in allowing me to hold her.

My alarm starts to go off and I silence it. It is five a.m. time for me to get up but I really don't want to. I force myself to let go of her giving her a kiss on the cheek and I get up. Heading into the bathroom then in the closet dressing in a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt I head out of our apartment to the gym for my workout.

While working out I plan out my Babe's training session.

SPOV

Ugh is it morning already? How the hell could morning come so fast? Remembering this is what I wanted I get up and proceed to the bathroom where I take a hot shower, and get dressed for the day. Today I am wearing my wonder woman under ware, bra, black cargos and black Rangeman t-shirt.

I pack my bag with my workout clothes, towel, ipod, my workout schedule for today. As I am walking into the kitchen Carlos walks thru the door with Ella right behind him.

We sit down and eat breakfast. There is still a little time before our training begins. "Babe before we begin training I need to check in with Tank. I want to make sure he is up to date with the client he will be meeting with this morning."

"Okay that sounds fine with me. I will finish getting myself ready and meet you down at your office in a little bit."

RPOV

I left our apartment heading to five. I needed to make sure that Tank had gotten the contract workers in place. After today the other guys would be working with my Babe and I wanted to make sure they would be here before that to take over whatever was needed while the guys worked with her.

I made my way to the fifth floor. Lester was happy, I knew why he was happy but I thought I would pull his chain a little. "What's got you so happy today Santos." I said in my no nonsense, no bullshit tone. He looked at me and smiled.

"Nothing boss can't a guy just be happy because he is just happy?" Just happy my ass he is happy because this afternoon he will be training with my Babe.

"How about since you are so happy I give you extra monitor duty or extra long surveillance duty?" His smile abruptly halts. Gotcha fucker, sometimes he is just too easy. I keep walking to Tank's office.

Walking into Tank's office he is already sitting behind his desk. "Hey man how's it going?" I ask him.

"Good man, everything here is running smooth. I figured you would want to check in before your training session with Steph. I was just going over things for the meeting this morning. The two contract workers should be reporting for duty today so they can get a feel of everything before they start covering for the guys tomorrow."

"Good that is what I wanted to hear. You all versed for the meeting do you have any questions?" Tank just shook his head. I knew it was good to go so I went back to my office to wait for my Babe.

SPOV

Before leaving our apartment I put on my utility belt and placed my gun in the holder. I didn't bother to make sure it was loaded I would do that when we got to the range. I made my way out of the apartment and went down to the fifth floor. I walked up to Carlos' office briefly tapped the door jamb as I walked into his office.

He looked up from his desk and smiled at me. Getting up rounding the desk "You ready to do this Babe?" I nodded my head. "Yeah let's do this" I said to him smiling. He grabbed me giving me a hug and kiss and then we made it out of the office. We went to the garage and then went into the shooting range.

Carlos went over to the weapon cabinets and opened them. He pulled out several handguns and laid them on the table along with a box of ammunition for each one. He then pulled out a box of ammunition for the gun a currently carry. He sat down at the table and motioned for me to follow him.

RPOV

I took several different handguns out of the cabinet that I thought my Babe would be comfortable shooting. I know she currently had a revolver a little thirty-eight special. I would like to have her carrying a semi-automatic handgun instead. The main reason was they held more rounds. Working for Rangeman and being out on the streets if gun fire erupted with a revolver you have five shots before you have to reload. Reloading meant loading a bullet in each chamber of the cylinder and then putting it back in place. In a gun fight that is a lot of time to spend and it could get you killed.

"Babe I want to explain the guns I have placed before you and then we are going to have you shoot them along with the gun you currently carry. I hope we will find a match for you. I would like for you to start carrying one of these handguns in addition to your thirty-eight." She looked at me her eyes widening slightly at the thought of carrying more than one gun. But then she nodded her head.

I pick up the first gun "Babe this gun is a Glock. You probably have seen them before. Almost all the guys at Rangeman carry at least one of these. I actually have three Glocks laid out on the table." I point to the other two letting her know they are also Glocks.

"Glock is an Austrian company that produces some of the most reliable and durable handguns in the world. In addition to being reliable and durable they are fairly accurate. Another characteristic of the Glock is that there are no external safeties. Safety in Glocks is implemented in internal safety devices with no external safeties. The combination of trigger safety, firing pin safety and drop safety is designed to prevent the gun from firing other than via pressure on the trigger. Therefore, safety is reliant on training to inculcate the basic safety rule of not putting your finger on the trigger until you are ready to shoot."

"The Glock I am currently holding is a Glock 17 it is your basic Glock. It is the one that Military and Police forces have come to rely on. I guess you could say it is their standard issue. This gun is a nine millimeter, it has a fixed scope" I pointed to the scope on top "it has the capacity of holding seventeen bullets in the magazine plus one in the chamber." I point to the clip and the chamber. "This gun is a little large and it weighs just at two pounds when fully loaded."

I sit that gun down and pick up the next one. "This Glock is the Glock 19 as you can see it is slightly smaller than the Glock 17. It is still a nine millimeter, has a fixed scope the only difference between this one and the previous one I showed you is size. This gun has a shorter barrel length and slightly smaller dimensions. The magazine for this gun holds fifteen rounds in addition to the one in the chamber. This gun weighs less than two pounds when fully loaded."

I move on to the next one. "This is another Glock. This Glock is known as the Baby Glock it is the Glock 26. As you can see it is quite a bit smaller than the other two it is known as a subcompact. Like the other two it is a nine millimeter, has fixed scope, the magazine holds ten rounds in addition to the one in the chamber. This gun weighs slightly over a pound and half fully loaded."

I sit that gun down and go to the next grouping. "The next group of handguns I laid out are Berettas. They are an American company that supplies the US Army with M9s. You will notice with these guns that they have an external safety unlike the Glocks. When the safety is engaged this firearm will not fire. I will explain to you later why that is both a good and a potentially bad thing. Other than that they are similar in that they are all nine millimeters and all have fixed scopes." I pick up the first one.

"This Berretta is the Px4 Storm full size nine millimeter. This gun also comes in forty caliber and a forty-five caliber. This one is the nine millimeter version. Like the Glock 17 it weighs right at two pounds when fully loaded and holds seventeen rounds in the magazine. " I set that gun down and move to the next one.

"This Berretta is again slightly smaller being considered a compact it s the Beretta Px4 Storm Compact. It is nine millimeter and like the Glocks I previously showed you the only difference between this Beretta and the first one is its size and the amount of ammunition it holds. The magazine for this gun holds fifteen rounds and weighs in slightly less than two pounds fully loaded." I move to the last one in this group.

"This Berretta is the Px4 Storm sub compact nine millimeter like the others this gun also comes in a forty caliber. Like the Baby Glock this gun is the smallest of all the Berettas I have laid out. It weighs about one and half pounds fully loaded and the magazine for this gun actually holds more than the Baby Glock it holds thirteen rounds."

"Babe I would like for you to first hold the full size guns for me and we will see what type of fit we have for your hands. If I feel the fit is good or even close I will have you test fire these handguns to see how you feel."

She reached for the Glock 17 picking it up feeling the weight in her hands it is currently empty but I want her to get a feel for it before we load it. I wanted to explain to her how to properly hold a gun and work the slide action of a semi-automatic before loading it and going to test fire it on the range.

"Babe when you hold a semi-automatic there is a right and a wrong way. If you are holding your gun wrong and fire it, it could catch your thumb in the slide action effectively jamming your gun and giving you a nasty wound."

I take the gun from her hand. I quickly show her the curved part on the back of the gun. "See this curved part all semi-automatic hand guns have them. Some are more pronounced than others but they are there. This is known as thumb guard. When holding a gun you will hold it so the area between your thumb and finger rests against that area and your fingers will wrap around the grip." I point to the grip as all my fingers wrap around the grip with the exception of my index finger. "Your thumb will wrap around the grip from the other side. I suggest you just rest your index finger along the side of the trigger guard area of gun until you are ready to fire." I turned my hand to show her how my index finger laid alongside the trigger and I didn't actually have my finger thru the hole on the trigger.

I handed the gun to her picking it up I could see it was a little awkward in her hands but I gave her a minute. I know she doesn't like guns and I know she isn't use to handling them so it would take her some time before she would be comfortable.

She gripped it properly in her hand with her finger running alongside the trigger. I took the gun back from her. I wanted to explain what happens when a semi-automatic fired a bullet and how the slide action worked.

"When a semi-automatic fires a weapon eight things happen in the operation of the weapon. The order is feeding, cambering, locking, firing, unlocking, extracting, ejecting, and cocking. Some of those happen at the same time but that is basically the working order."

I continued to explain and show her by moving the slide of the gun and pointing to where I was talking to her about. "A magazine" I picked up the empty magazine and showed it to her "is placed in the receiver of the gun" I showed her the bottom of the handle where the receiver is and I showed her how it goes and placed the magazine in the gun. "Right now the gun is loaded but it won't fire because there is no bullet cambered. To camber a bullet you need to pull the slide of the gun" I pointed to the top area of the gun "back fully and release. All slides have a rough area on the slides for your fingers to grip to pull the slide back. When you have pulled it back fully until you can't go any further you just let go of your fingers from the slide and it will slide shut on its own cambering a bullet as it goes.

I handed her the gun to have her practice pulling the slide back. She struggled a little but was eventually able to pull it all the way back and then let it go. The slides take a firm grip to maneuver.

"You will notice once you pulled the slide back and it slide into place the hammer remained in a cocked position." I picked up another one of the guns to show her the difference in the hammer. Pointing to the hammer of the gun in her hand it was cocked back where as the hammer in the gun in my hand was all the way up against the back of the gun.

"Provided you had bullets in the magazine your gun at this point is ready to fire. This is one difference between your revolver and a semi-automatic. Putting bullets in the magazine and putting the magazine in your gun doesn't make your gun ready to fire. With your revolver once you have put the bullets in the cylinder and the cylinder back in your gun your gun is ready that isn't the case with these. In order to have them ready to fire you need pull that slide and actually camber a round. Once you have cambered the first round as the gun is fired it will continue to camber rounds until you are out of ammunition. With each firing that slide will slide backwards just as you pulled it so that is why it is important that your thumbs stay below that thumb grip."

"When you fire the last bullet the slide will actually remain open on the gun." I point to the slide locks on the side of the gun. "These slide locks engage keeping the lock open making reloading easier. You only eject the magazine" Pointing to the magazine catch pushing the button and catching the magazine half way out. "Then you can slide a fully loaded magazine in. Hit the slide lock which will cause the slide to slide back into place effectively cambering your next round."

I walked her thru loading the magazines of all of the guns on the table. Then we made our way to the range with all six guns including the one she was wearing on her side.

"Babe there are several different ways to hold a gun. One is one handed like you have seen me and the guys around here hold our weapons. The other two ways are using both hands. For you I would suggest two hands as your hands are smaller than ours. Holding your gun with both hands will give you more stability which will also give you more accuracy."

I demonstrated the first two hand hold. "This hold is known as the Fist Grip. You hold the gun with your right hand as you were doing early your left hand comes up and grips the fingers of your right hand. Make sure the index finger of your left hand, your non firing hand, is between the middle finger and the trigger guard" I pointed out the trigger guard "and the thumb on your left hand lays beside the thumb of your right hand. Do not wrap it behind the gun as it will be in the way of the slide and the slide will grab it and catch it in the gun."

I then demonstrated the second two hand hold. "This hold is known as the Palm-Supported grip. You hold the gun with your right hand the same as we have done. Your left hand, the non firing hand then cups your right hand. Your left hand fingers wrap around your right hand and the thumb of your left hand lies on top of your middle finger from your right hand." I make sure she can see how I am holding the weapon.

"Babe I would like for you to try both of these holds on all three guns and let me know which gun you like the best. Which one feels the best in your hands? You will still fire them all but just holding them which one feels the best."

She picks up the first gun holding it fist grip then proceeds with the other five holding them all in a fist grip. She then does the same thing this time holding them in a palm-support grip.

"Ranger I feel like with both grips that I can hold the Glock 19 and the Beretta Px4 Storm Compact the best. The Glock 17 and Beretta Px4 Storm feel too large and the Baby Glock and Sub Compact Beretta Px4 storm seem too small they all feel awkward in my hand with these holds."

"Okay well what do you say let's try firing them and see if you change your mind." We walked over to the range. I load up the targets and send them out twenty feet or so.

"Babe when it comes to shooting accurately there are several things involved. In order to accurately shoot you need to know and understand how to apply all of the elements of marksmanship. These elements apply regardless if you are using a semi-automatic or revolver or any other weapon for that matter. The first one we have started and that is grip. The others will we work on every training session. They are aiming, breath control, trigger squeeze, target engagement and positions."

Stepping up to the small counter I stepped behind her. Bringing her arms up holding the gun I place my hands on either side of hers. "Another part of gripping the gun regardless of how you choose to hold it when you are holding it with two hands you should do what is called isometric tension. Where your right hand applies forward pressure and your left hand applies backward pressure. This is known as the push/pull. By pushing and pulling you create an isometric force that will help stabilize your weapon and reduce barrel rise from the recoil." I move her arms and proper position

"Your firing arm should be fully extended with your wrist and elbow locked. Your non firing arm or supporting arm should be bent at the elbow with the elbow pointing downward. The key is that you should have equal pull and push force in both arms if not then you won't have accurate shots. So take your time and get a feel for it." I then had her put in the ear plugs and the safety goggles as I did. At least these ear plugs allowed you to hear each other but only blocked noises above a certain decibel. So I could still talk to her and tell her what I needed her to hear.

"When it comes to aiming a gun with a fixed scope as with these semi-automatics and your revolver you need to line up the front and back scopes." Pointing to the scopes "When you aim your gun you should look thru the back scope and line the front scope up in the middle level then once that is lined up you position the front scope on your target where you want to hit. So your final view should be back scope centered around front scope which is centered on your target. There is a lot more to aiming and different aspects of aiming that we will get into later but for now, for today we will use this one."

"The final thing is your natural point of aim. This is where you are the most comfortable position to hold and fire your weapon. This point will be your most relaxed point and the way we will find that is by you taking aim at the target and then you will close your eyes for three to five seconds and open if you are still aimed at the target then you have found the point if not we change positions and start over."

I stepped up behind her and helped her get into what I thought would be a comfortable position by nudging her legs with mine. Her stand was shoulder width apart I had her standing tall her arms in position. "Okay Babe take aim at the center of the target."

Then I lowered my head to her ear and whispered "Close your eyes" I counted to five then asked her to open them "Open your eyes Babe. Do you still see the target? Has it moved any?" She nodded that she still had it and the shook her head that it hadn't moved. "Good. Now all you need to do is fire." I felt her tense up at the thought of firing the weapon.

I stepped up behind her again putting my arms out beside hers I deliberately put my lips next to her ear she could feel my breath on her skin I heard her breath hitch. "Take aim Babe I whispered in her ear" feeling her pushing and pulling force "you see your target lined up in the scope?" She nodded her head and let out a heavy "Yes" I smiled I knew how I was affecting her. I whispered "Good. Now pull the trigger." She pulled the trigger hitting the target.

"Good job" I told her as I smiled at her. She was beaming looking at the target with a whole in the center. "Okay do that again and then try with the others." She went thru all the bullets we had loaded in all of the guns. In the end she selected the Glock 19. She said it fit better in her hand and it felt easier to handle than the others ones. I was happy at least she had more than five rounds on her and could easily reload it if necessary. Not to mention she was practicing one of the test requirements accurately shooting the target at 20 feet away. When she was done we walked back over to the table. I wanted to go over with her the test requirements for Marksmanship. Now that we got her outfitted with a different gun we could move forward.

"Babe I wanted to tell you what the test consists of for Marksmanship. There are five requirements. The first is accuracy at twenty feet meaning you shoot the target multiple times and you hit the target center mass with none of the bullets being more than one inch apart. Typically we like to see at least five but you can shoot more." She looks at me and nods. "The second is accuracy in the shooter alley we won't do this today but it will come soon. Basically you will need to kill the bad guys but leave the civilians and cops unharmed. The Third is accuracy at 100 yards. The fourth is to properly site in a sniper rifle and finally accuracy at 1000 yards."

"Babe Today we are just going to continue shooting paper targets working on your stance, your comfort level. We will first get you shooting accurately at varying distances before moving to the shooter alley and the other long distance shots. From what I have seen today I am impressed."

She beamed. I loaded up some more paper targets and had her continue to shoot as I moved the distances of the target closer and farther away. I had to admit I was impressed she was shooting extremely accurate for someone who openly admitted she was afraid of her own gun.

TPOV

The morning meeting went well I was happy. I knew Ranger would be happy we had another client that would be spending about a million dollars with us. The client did require a lot and it would keep the guys busy so I was glad we had gone ahead and gotten the two contract workers. Making it back to my desk I found them waiting for me with Cal.

I walk up to them "Cal" he looks at me nodding his head and steps out of my office. I look at both of them. "You both have worked here before right?" I asked them they both nodded. "Good so I shouldn't have to explain everything to you again." They shook their head no. "We have an apartment on four for you to share if you would like. Your shift will begin this afternoon. See Cal for your assignments." Now if you could give me your names along with your driver's license I will have your ids for you shortly."

The first guy spoke up "My name is Michael Drake" handing me his driver's license. The second guy followed suite "My name is Douglas Palmer but my friends call me Doug." I wasn't his friend. I didn't want to be his friend. "Okay Douglas good to know." Letting him know I had no interest in being friends while taking his driver's license.

"Report to Cal for your assignments your shift will begin at twelve hundred." Effectively dismissing them from my office pulling up the searching program I ran background checks on both individuals. I wanted to make sure nothing has changed with these two since the last time they worked for Rangeman.

CalPOV

Great just fucking great, I get stuck with these fucking lackeys. I should have known it I should have known neither Tank nor any of the core team would want to deal with the fuckers I was just hoping it wouldn't fall to me.

I hate having to talk to new people. Having to be friendly or at least appear friendly and answer a bunch of fucking questions from the newbie. I mean really who the fuck wants that job? I swear this just put me a bad fucking mood. Don't these people around here understand that I am not a fucking people person? I mean for fuck sake I have a tattoo of a flaming skull on my forehead. I didn't put it there because I was such a people person. I fucking had I put there to purposefully to ward people off because I don't like dealing with people. Oh well suck it up solider because here the fuckers come. I guess they can sit at the monitor and watch it for any problems or trouble without fucking it up too bad.

They walk up to me, I look at them. I know they have worked here before but I don't know their names. I never bothered learning their names. To me they were dumb fuck number one and dumb fuck number two and that was all I needed to know. They should know we aren't the warm and fuzzy type. We don't give a shit what they ate for breakfast, who or how many they are fucking, what their mother told them, what kind of car they drive or if they like sports. Just so long as they keep their fucking mouth closed, do their fucking job we wouldn't have a problem.

I look at dumb fuck number one as he extends his hand to me "Hi I am Mike." "Mike" I nod as I shook his hand. I looked to dumb fuck number two and he just stands there he doesn't bother to shake my hand or say hi. Not that I really give a fuck but I did think a little strange he didn't follow dumb fuck number one aka Mike.

"This afternoon you both will be on Monitor duty from twelve hundred until twenty hundred. You will get a break for dinner and breaks thru out your shift but you both can't be gone from the control room at the same time. So you will need to stagger your breaks and dinner break as well as bathroom breaks. That control room should never be without a man in it. If you need to leave and no one is there then get one of the other guys to cover for you do you understand me?" They both nodded. "Good your shift should begin shortly until then you can hang out in the kitchen area feel free to grab something from the refrigerator I am sure Tank will have your id badges as well as any logons you will need shortly." Turning back around to the work on my desk effectively dismissed them from my office.

SPOV

My arms felt like they were going to fall off. I have been holding this gun so long stretched out in front me firing it at the paper objects. My arms were already sore from my work out and now they felt like I wasn't going to be able to continue to hold them up. I had shot so many paper targets I really thought I was going to cause some kind of national shortage of paper targets.

I was however very proud of myself. I had saved a few of my paper targets. The ones that Carlos said I had excelled at. The ones that he made a big deal over saying that I was a natural. Well I don't know about that but some of these aren't bad.

I want to show them to Lester to see what he has to say about them. Then I am going to find some place to keep them as I would like to hang on to them. They are something tangible that I can pull out and remind myself that I am good at something when I need it.

"Babe what are you doing?" Carlos asked me as I was rolling up my targets. "I am saving them Carlos, I want to be able to look back at them and remind myself how good I did." "Babe" I am not sure what that Babe meant. But I am going to believe it meant way to go good thinking.

Carlos came over put his arms around me and gently kissed me on the lips. I so wanted to deepen it him being this close to me this morning had my hormones raging and I wanted nothing more than strip him down and take him right here on the table. "Babe" ranger said rather strangled. "Out loud?" "Yeah Babe out loud." Oh god I blushed "I hope I didn't say it loud enough for the cameras to pick it up." I confessed to him. Carlos just laughed and shook his head I hope that meant I didn't.

Carlos started massaging my sore arms and I swear it felt like I had just died and gone to heaven. I relaxed into his touch leaning back against him my back to his front as his hands worked their magic over my tight sore arms. Stealing a glance at the clock it was twelve o'clock time to go to the gym.

"Carlos, as good as this feels, and as much as I don't want you to stop ever I need you to stop I need to get to the gym for my workout then grab lunch and have a few moments to shower and get ready for my training session with Lester this afternoon." He chuckled.

What was so funny? "Babe I never thought I would hear you say you wanted to stop something that felt as good as you were saying so that you could go work out." I rolled my eyes at him of all the times to find humor in something. He just started laughing again "Come on Babe I will walk you up the gym and make sure the locker is empty so you can change there." "Thank you Carlos."

We made our way to the gym it was empty as well as the locker room. Ranger stood guard while I changed in to my workout clothing of bike shorts, sports bra, t-shirt and my tennis shoes. Making my way out I saw that Bobby had come down.

Carlos came up to me gave me a kiss and went on to say "Great training this morning Babe. I am headed to my office. I should be around in case you need me. Let me know if Lester gets out of hand and I have to kick his ass on the mats." I laughed giving him another kiss before he headed out of the gym.

I turned to Bobby. "Hey Bobby what's up." Reaching in my bag to get my workout schedule and then made my way to the treadmill for my cardio workout.

"Hey Bomber How are you? I just came down here to oversee your lower body workout. See if we need to make any adjustments with your training. After I look over things today we will evaluate during your training lessons."

"I am good I had a good training session with Ranger if you look in my bag I kept some of my paper targets to show Les but you can see them too if you want." He made his way over to my bag and pulled them out. Looking at them he smiled really big. "Wow that is impressive shooting there. I see you have a new gun in your bag how do you like it?"

I told him "I liked it. Ranger had me try several different ones but in the end that one just felt better in my hand and I liked the way it shot so I choose to keep that one. It's a Glock 19 but you probably already knew that." He smiled nodding his head.

"Well Bomber looking at these targets I don't want ever end up in your cross hairs." I laughed. Neither he nor anyone else at Rangeman would ever end up in my crosshairs. "Don't worry there Bobby you will never be in my cross hairs."

MichaelDPOV

I was excited about getting called to once again work for Rangeman. Everyone knew how elite it was to be a member of Rangeman. We all wanted to be a full time member of the Rangeman team.

Having worked for them in the past I knew what to expect. They were hard core men that believed in working hard. There was no fun, no play, it was serious and it was work. That is why Rangeman was the best of the best. They only hired the best of the best the most dedicated and serious men.

I was a little disappointed when Cal told us we had monitor duty but I wasn't really surprised I mean we were lowly men on the bottom. We were outsiders in their world. We didn't belong I understood. I could and would deal with the shitest job here to get a chance to be a full time Rangeman.

We stepped into the control room just before our shift. We met two men sitting at the monitors.

I spoke first "Hi my name is Mike. I am a contract worker that has been brought in to help you guys out for a little while. Cal told us that we had monitor duty starting at twelve." They two men looked at me.

I extended my hand the first man grabbed my hand shaking it "Binkie, nice to meet you." Then the second guy shook my hand "Hal" nodding his head. Douglas followed my lead this time.

"Hi I am Douglas but my friend's call me Doug" why the fuck does he have to say that every time. Just say your name is Doug if you want to be called Doug. He should know enough to know they aren't concerned with being his friend.

Binkie spoke up first "Hey" and shook his hand and then Hal nodded and shook his hand. With that Binkie and Hal walked out of the control room. Taking our seats we started watching the monitors.

We had worked this position before so we knew what to do. We hadn't been sitting there long when I heard Doug let out a long low whistle. Looking over at him questioning with just my expression what the hell was he whistling about he motioned to the monitor in front of him.

Looking at the monitor I saw a beautiful, sexy woman working out in the gym. She had a body to die for tight little ass. I couldn't remember a woman working here the last time I was here.

"Have you ever known a woman to work here other than the Ella?" Doug shook his head no then added "What an ass she has. What I wouldn't do to get a piece of that ass. Looking at her just makes me want to fuck her. I wonder if she is fucking any of the guys here maybe we will get lucky and she will be the office whore." I wasn't hopping on that. I was going to ignore I ever heard him say that.

"Man if you are smart you will forget you saw her and watch the monitors like you were contracted for."

DougPOV

I was stoked walking into Rangeman this morning. I have worked for them once before and I must have made an impressions since they requested that I come back. Hopefully by the end of this I would be a full time Rangeman. I mean I am good enough. I am the best of the best and according to all around they only hire the best.

Going into Tank's office I had my head up high riding the wave of greatness. I wanted to be a full time Rangeman, I knew I deserved to be a full time Rangeman, and I was going to show them. I was hoping that Tank would take me up my friend offer but he didn't. I knew that having a friend here would go a long way to getting in the door. When Tank directed us to Cal's desk I knew better than to try to talk to him. We butted heads the last time I was here. I can only hope Cal doesn't remember.

We sat in the kitchen area waiting for a shift to start at the monitors. There were several other Rangeman sitting around but none bothered to talk to us. That was okay, I would make friends with them. I would find a way in.

When we walked into the control room we introduced ourselves to Hal and Binkie they seemed nice enough although Hal barely spoke. Binkie was the more approachable one maybe he would be my way in. The easiest way to be accepted by the rest of the guys is for one of them to accept me.

Sitting at the desk I started watching the monitors. One caught my eye. It was the gym here in the building a beautiful sexy as hell woman was working out.

I whistled low and slow Mike turned his head to look at me I could see the questioning look as to why I would have done that. I motioned for him to take a look for himself. He asked me "Have you ever known a woman to work here other than the Ella?"

I shook my head no and added "What an ass she has. What I wouldn't do to get a piece of that ass. Looking at her just makes me want to fuck her. I wonder if she is fucking any of the guys here maybe we will get lucky and she will be the office whore."

He just looked at me shook his head "Man if you are smart you will forget you saw her and watch the monitors like you were contracted for."

Yeah right forget I saw that? Not likely I was going to get a piece of that. She had a nice tight ass one that just looking at her made you want to fuck her. Her whole body screamed fuck me. The more I looked at her the more I could hear her screaming for me to fuck her. Oh I already knew she would want this. I had to keep reminding myself that I was sitting in the middle of the control room to keep from stroking myself just watching her.

I was disappointed that I was given monitor duty when I heard my assignment but monitor duty is looking a whole lot better if I get to keep my eyes on this fine little piece of ass. I can't wait till I have her screaming my name while she is fucking and sucking me.

SPOV

I think I have died and gone to hell. I just finished my lower body workout and my legs don't feel like they can hold me up. They feel like sponges just boneless squishy muscle and skin. I delicately make my way to the elevator. Getting on a give the guys in the control room a little finger wave.

I push seven between training with Carlos this morning and holding my arms up for hours shooting the different handguns and then working out my lower body my whole body was screaming. Walking into the apartment I had just about an hour to eat, shower, and get ready for training with Lester.

I have missed Lester today. I can't wait to show him my paper targets from this morning training session. I hope he would be as impressed as Carlos was. I know Carlos would always tell me I did great because he would never want me to not feel good about myself. He wouldn't want me to worry about the upcoming tests. While I know he would never lie to me I do know that he wouldn't tell me everything freely either if it risked hurting or worrying me.

Lester on the other hand he pulls no punches when it comes to me. Feel good feel bad he tells me up straight. It is sort of like the difference between asking your husband 'does this dress make my ass look fat' versus asking your best friend. Husbands are afraid of that question and will avoid answering it however best friends now they are obligated by the laws of best friend to tell you the truth.

He doesn't allow me to tell him bullshit answers and get away with it. He doesn't allow me to avoid something bothering me. He has a way of pulling it out of me of making me admit whatever it is that I don't want to admit. Not that I am capable of lying to Carlos because I am not. Carlos just doesn't always push me for details so like him I can hang out in denial land by not offering everything freely.

Of course with the connection that has now formed between Carlos and me, I am not sure that those same tactics will work between Carlos and me. I have learned to ESP him pretty good and he has always been able to ESP me. Hell he probably always knew what I wasn't saying and only allowed me to hang out in denial land because that is what I wanted to do. The more I think about that the more I am sure that is more the truth than him not knowing. I was just living in denial land thinking he didn't.

Quickly showering and getting dressed in my Rangeman cargo pants and black Rangeman top I walk out to the kitchen area to grab something for lunch I find a note from Carlos on the counter.

Babe –

I love you. I enjoyed watching you today during our training session. Seeing you hold and shoot those guns affected me in ways that I am going to enjoy showing you tonight. I am sorry that I am not going to be able to join you for lunch and get another glimpse of that naked ass of yours as you put it yesterday but I had to go meet with our latest client to finalize everything.

I should be back in the office sometime later this afternoon and I will definitely be here to have dinner with you and hear all about your training sessions with my moron of a cousin. Remember if he gets out of hand I will be just upstairs so call me and I will come down and teach him a lesson.

Know how proud I am of you. You are excelling at all of your training. You are a beautiful amazing and a wonderful woman who I am thankful every day chose me.

Love you,

Carlos

I had to tears in my eyes reading his note. Folding the note back up I went and placed it in the drawer of my nightstand beside the bed. That was a note worth saving.

I quickly ate a turkey wrap with veggies no mayonnaise and no cheese downed almost two bottles of water. I was ready for my afternoon training session. I still had a few minutes to spare so I packed my bag. Putting away my guns, yeah now plural next thing I knew I would be like Carlos carrying three guns and two knives now that thought made me laugh and put a smile on my face. Making sure I had my paper targets I made it out of our apartment headed to gym to meet Lester for my afternoon training session.

A/N : Information on the gun training sessions was found at the following websites:

Library(dot)enlisted(dot)info/field-manuals/series-2/FM23_35/CH1(dot)PDF

Library(dot)enlisted(dot)info/field-manuals/series-2/FM23_35/CH2(dot)PDF

Berettausa(dot)com

Glock(dot)com

Besafeguntraining(dot)com/womens-first-handgun-buy/ch7-semiautomatic-choices(dot)htm