When you dream about your perfect cartridge, what do you see in your mind's eye? What is your fantasy?
Is it the soft, sultry line of her shoulder that attracts you? The exciting flash of her heel and rim that you wish to touch? Her tall, imposing body. Or are you thrilled by a long, slender neck?
Certainly, her body must be perfectly proportioned. Strong, but not muscled. Balanced. Everything flowing together to excite, yet strong and capable. Lithe, tapered, and not too loud! She is strong, but needs your touch to excite her!
The world is a strange place, but who can say they are attracted to short, fat ones? The babushkas of the steppes? They were born to toil in the field, not bred to pursue the regal stag or fallow deer!
The perfect cartridge must be pleasing to your eye, soft on your shoulder, yet capable and yielding. It only adds to the excitement of the chase.
Where is this mythical cartridge?
I see an ample supply of what ever it is.....
