You're training to become an assassin.

Right now your instructor is behind you, watching your posture as you're holding the gun

"Am I holding it correctly" You nervously laughed

"Yes," he answered "just grip it tighter"

He placed his big hand on yours.

"Never hold a gun loosely" he said, "Always have a firm grip"

You did as he said and held the gun tighter.

He nodded approvingly "Good..good.."

He cleared his throat, "Now tell me..where's the best place to shoot someone?"

"Um..the arm?" You guessed

"Higher"

"The head?"

"Lower"

When you didnt respond his hand slowly traveled up your stomach..then he stopped at your chest

He lightly tapped your chest.

"The heart" he whispered "always the heart"

You gulped "Okay.."

"Speaking of the heart" he was so close that you smell his cologne, "why's your beating so fast"

"I.. don't know" you quietly said

"What makes you nervous?" He said smiling. "My body..or my words?"