Jennie is coming for love, coming to Tom so he can kiss her as many times as it takes for her to feel his full love. She walks down a long hall towards him, her heels going click-clack on the floor, her slim muscular calves, and perfect feet crunch into her Italian leather heels as she walks towards him. Her body is a molded perfect form in her tight fitting dress and when she stops and stands down the hall a bit, she smiles, twirls her hair and says, "kiss me Tom", with a breathy giggle of excitement and smitten. He smiles, reaches in his pocket for a cartridge, kisses the bullet, then loads it into the cylinder, and cocks the gun... "Come to me Jennie", he says ardently as he stands with the loaded revolver. She smiles and starts towards him..BLAM..her head flies back, she looks back down with a flutter and sees she is hit on her right breast right above the nipple. She is not frightened, or upset, just a bit shocked, but not in dismay. She looks at the wound and it pours blood from the tiny hole, pumping a fair amount on to the floor as she staggers back and forth a bit. She looks at him and says, "Kiss me again Tom", his excitement is felt as he loads and kisses another round into the .357. "Come to me Jennie", and she walks towards him..BLAM..and she takes another one, this time to the left breast, right below the nipple. This one knocks her back and her heels clack on the floor, she then falls to the floor, staggering to push herself back up, leaking from both wounds.. She comes to his open arms after he calls her, "Come to me Jennie". She raises and straightens herself with dignity, fixing her dress, and approaches him. As she gets to him she loses some steam, but musters enough to lift her leg, like a true kiss, her head goes back, eyes close, and she goes limp in his arms, draping all over him and soaking his shirt with her blood. He swoops her up and cradle carries her off...