Centrefire four-barrelled Large Frame Holster Model Thorn patent pistol by Charles Lancaster, circa 1881
A.A.Thorn Patent oval bore single trigger four barrel pistol. The single-trigger action operates a rotating firing-pin. A side lever operates a dolls head barrel lock on the top of the frame (known as a 1st type locking latch). Plain finish with much original bluing stamped with Birmingham proof marks. The square shaped chequered walnut butt has provision for a rod butt extension and a lanyard-loop. The hinged barrels are bored with Charles Lancaster’s patent oval bores and have open-sights and a German silver foresight. The barrel cluster is fitted with a self-acting extractor star. The assembly number, 22, is stamped on the bottom of the frame.
In 1878, the firm of Charles Lancaster Gunmakers, previously run by C.W. Lancaster who died in that year, was acquired by Henry A.A. Thorn from his widow. In 1881 Thorn patented an action for two and four barrel guns, he would subsequently use this patent in the manufacture of both shotgun/rifles and pistols.
The pistols were designed to take a variety of calibres, but in the main they would be for the four barrel pistol .455 and .476 government cartridges and for the two barrel pistol the .577 short Snider or Boxer, they were also fitted with Lancaster’s oval bore rifling.
In all about 712 four barrel pistols and about 234 two barrel versions were produced between 1882 and 1897.
This is one of the earliest, if not the earliest, known examples of Lancaster’s four barreled pistols.
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“Jagi, please, I have to get to work soon-“
Seungri pleaded with you as your butt sat squarely in his lap, your hands
trailing up and down his torso, unbuttoning his shirt. You pressed your mouth
to the hot skin of his collar bone and felt his chest rising and falling
rapidly. Even though he had begged you to stop only a moment ago, his fingers
had a bruising grip on your thighs.
don’t really want me to stop, do you, baby?” You purred into his ear just as
you shifted on his crotch, feeling the telltale bulge underneath you. He stiffened
for a second before giving a shaky reply.
grinned madly, grinding down harder onto him. His hands snapped up and took
your face, bringing it to his in a sloppy kiss. He pulled away after a minute,
his cheeks flushed, piercing you with dark eyes.
know if we’re gonna have time for much, though, Jagi.” His voice was so husky
with lust it made you shake. That voice alone could wreck you.
ok. I’ll just take care of you now Ri, and you can take care of me later.” Your
voice was breathy and light as you lowered yourself down onto the floor between
his legs. Your hands grabbed at the crotch of his pants so aggressively that it
made him jump.
You undid his pants and shimmied them, along with his boxers, down his hips and
his thighs, his hard on springing free of its confines. You didn’t waste time
as you took hold of him, already feeling him twitch in your hand. You made
direct eye contact with him as you started pumping, your other hand massaging
other places. His breathing got harder and faster as his eyes never left you,
groans and quiet grunts escaping his mouth occasionally. One of his hands
gripped your wrist, helping you to move it slightly faster as his hips bucked
up to meet you with tiny thrusts.
doing such a good job, baby, a really good job. Makin’ me feel so good…” His
voice was deeper than it ever was and you felt your own legs shake as your core
heated up and let loose a million butterflies in your stomach. You wanted badly
to touch yourself but you focused all your attention on him. You could clearly
see he was getting close and you pumped faster, squeezing a tiny bit tighter.
He let out a weak whimper as his head fell back and his free hand gripped the
couch so hard that his knuckles went white.
down, you kissed his tip and a second later he came, shooting a little bit on
your face, surprising you a bit. You grinned again as you watched him writhe
under your touch, working him through his orgasm. You let him go and rested
your hands in your lap, looking up at him with innocent doe eyes. He glanced
down at you with tired eyes, taking in how pretty you look with cum on your
worry, Jagi, just sit pretty like that until I get home tonight. I’ll take care
You’d been feeling domestic since you woke up, cleaning up the bathroom as you got ready that morning, so you decide to make lunch. You’ve got music playing so you’re not fully concentrated on the cooking, your socked feet skating across the tile as you do a clumsy dance to the song.
The song pops off and you’re going a little too hard when the slice of tomato you’d just chopped falls to the ground. Somewhere you can hear a giggle but you think nothing of it. You bend down at the waist to pick it up but as soon as you’ve touched the ground you feel someone behind you.
Before he even speaks you know it’s Jimin, recognizing the giggle you heard earlier. He grabs at your waist with his hands, the fronts of his thighs pressed to the backs of yours and his hips squared up against your butt. “Hi,” he says but keeps his hold of you light and his body is gentle against yours.
You wiggle back against him to drive him crazy and he elicits a soft moan before you straighten up. He lets you fall back against his chest and slides his arms around your waist, pushing up your shirt just a touch so his clasped hands are resting against your bare skin.
You turn your head and leave a light kiss on his jaw before pulling yourself out of his arms. “Come on, you need to get out of here before I burn the food.”
He gives you one of those smiles that’s all bedroom eyes and lip biting. You look away to compose yourself and when you turn back he’s leaning towards you, hands on either side of the kitchen counter behind you. He gives you a slow kiss, taking his time let his body fall close to yours and then pull away. It takes all your willpower and the faint smell of burning food to keep you from pulling on his shirt and dragging him back to you.
Suddenly he gives you a sweet silly smile, “I’ll be in the living room.” He turns away and you go back to the food and try to remember what it was you were cooking.
Nacht: [snaps out of weird deja vu and head butts Strabimon square in the chest]
Reflect: [Still really dizzy but coming to…] So… So fast…
[Reflectmon observed the situation. This enemy was very quick and was apparently able to track their movement if the hit Reflectmon took themself was any hint. Even if they all ran, the enemy would easily follow… Geopardmon and Flamon were in no condition to fight. Strabimon was about to join them. And Flitmon… … ?]