I am a divorced 32 year old woman with no children. My name is Miranda Brown. I spent a lot of my adult life working in the food industry. Greeting guests and getting their food for a hopeful, yet not guaranteed 20% tip. About a year ago, I was serving a group of 3 that appeared to be in law enforcement. They were in like the cargo style pants, black polo shirts with little gold stars on the left side of their chest. They had this black belt thing that held all of this equipment. From what I could google according to my mental picture, this was tactical dress for a local sheriff's department. I never saw myself as anything but a server. I asked about requirements to become a deputy. There were several steps I had to go through just to join as a new recruit. I will say that I was most nervous about the firearm portion of training.
So, here I was trying to shoot this department issued 45 mm handgun. I have been to multiple indoor ranges but this is the first outdoor range. Our firearm instructor told us that the range was reserved for law enforcement practice every Sunday. I was hoping that I would have this range to myself so I could concentrate. The targets are set up for 3 different distances. We have to qualify from a standing position, a kneeling position and shoot a target from an area of concealment. Each one of these is from a different distance. As law enforcement, we must qualify with a 85% or better.
So as I finish my first round of practice, I observe a blacked-out Escalade pull into the lot. As I place my firearm on the table, 3 deputies get out of SUV. I can see that it's 2 men and 1 woman. As they get closer, I can see that it's Lieutenant Star (firearms instructor), Sergeant Cross and Deputy Garcia. Star and Cross look very formidable as muscular guys with jar-head haircuts and chiseled good looks. Garcia is a smaller stature of a badass, sexy Latin American female deputy. I am not into females but Garcia makes a girl rethink her lifestyle.
Star, Cross and Garcia walk up to table where I am setting up for my next round. Garcia spoke first.
"Hey rookie. How is your form and aim today?"
I responded "Always could be better, but it's getting there".
Garcia said under her breath "I wouldnt mind seeing your form up close" Star and Cross asked if they should make the training a little more fun and off the record.
Cross got real close to me. I could see his facial hair stubble and smell his cologne. Damn he smelled so delicious. Everything from my waist down wanted to melt. He said "Let's have a competition. We shoot the target. Whoever's shot is farthest from target has to take a piece of clothing off."
Star stated "Let's start off with whoever has the least amount of time with department go first then the one with the most goes last."
I looked at the other 3 and realized the lineup would be me, then Garcia, followed by Cross with Star as last. For clothing removal it was all tactical gear and boots then shirts then pants. The last articles would be undergarments.
Star set up the distance and targets. I shot first from a kneeling position.
My heart was beating fast as I followed all of the techniques we had been taught. I pulled the trigger and saw the projectile hit. Garcia hit the target followed by Cross then Star. I ended up farthest from target.
"So my tactical gear and boots first?" I asked.
Garcia responded "That is the SOP."
Next round, me and Garcia were close.
