"nothin just an old box"not wanting to give away my find. i wanted to pump my cock like the hung guy on the box."was my old flatmates stuff , never kn...w what you find in there"he said. "funny you should say that" i said as i handed him the garbage bag releived to kinow it wasnt his pump and that i could dispose of it later( after i had pumped up my cock of course). "oops"he said with a laugh and a cheeky grin. "cant blame that one on the flatmate.its actually mine "he admitted. "hid it in there. Kavita is a mid-level executive in a large MNC and her job requires her to travel frequently to different countries for meetings and seminars. Kavita enjoys traveling and exploring the world and this job offers her all of these and hence has a very satisfying work life. She being a party animal enjoys these travels and likes to join the office gang, colleagues or co-attendants at seminars for dinner and cocktail parties. During one of these trips to Sydney, Australia she had to stay back over. One X.Chuck chided me. "Use your spotting scope. When you KNOW you had a center hold and your shot is off, ask yourself: Wind? Light? And adjust your sights. You could've gotten a lot more X's if your group was centered." Yes, Master!" Giggle. It's a shooting joke. Chuck's official marksmanship classification for rifle matches is 'Master'.Next ten round string, all tens and X's.We popped open the cleaning box and cleaned all the weapons while we were still at the range. Was good that way. Lots. How are you getting back to where you are staying?”“I was told there is a shuttle that can take me back to the hotel.”“Nonsense, I can give you a ride if you are ready to leave now.”Scott said he was and they both stood. He could see that his walking out of the dining room with Isabel drew some attention. They sat in the back seat of a stretched limousine while the driver and who Scott assumed was a bodyguard sat in front.During the drive Isabel said, “I guess it isn’t that late. Can I offer.