Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

It had been a very though training lesson to say the least. As the new recruit to 141, you had to learn the basics when it came to fighting and over all learning to defend yourself. Your trainer was Ghost. A stoic soldier who was known to be a rather forward mentor…

Ghost was teaching you the robes on how to properly fire a rifle at set targets, but you were failing miserably at it even holding the rifle properly. Ghost took decided to take the situation into his own hands. Ghost came up behind you and pressed his body against yours. He reached round and helped you stabilise the rifle in your hands.

“Your holding it wrong..” Ghost mumbled in your ear, as his hot breath tickled against your ear, his rough calloused fingers brushed against your own.