"I remember back to the spy school and confirm, "Ah a PSG-1. Too bad it's not as accurate as my M-25."Her eyes gleam as she challenges, "I would treas...re the chance to make you consume your verbiage."I reply, "You're on little lady! But don't sell me and this old rifle short. We might make you 'consume your verbiage'."Ira requests, "Perhaps now that you have acquired a suitable weapon, will you accompany me upstairs to relocate our equipment into these tunnels."I lock and load, check the safety. Just before getting out of my car, a police officer pulled into the lot. Too risky for me, so I decided to leave and try again in a few minutes, hoping he’d leave. I drove down the street to the Dunkin’ Donuts and I got in the drive thru line. While waiting there, a an Uber pulled up next to me and a guy gets out of the back. He’s black, probably 30 years old, 5’9”, 180lbs, has a backpack, sweatpants, a baseball hat and sunglasses on. My first thought was “What I’d give to see his cock.” I got. Amith, who had spent his entire gay-life in satisfying vidyut’s love tool felt hurt. They cut short their five-day trip to Lonavala and were back at workplace within two days. Amith was so sad with vidyut’s changes and he wanted to find the reason. Last week, amith found out it. Amith lied that he is going home for a few days, but remained in the compound hidden. Their flat was on the fifth floor and that night, amith saw Vidyut bringing their officemate ashok to their flat. Amith booked a. 'is' you. The sex with that one guy blew away all the sex I'd ever had in my life. By a mile. But the sex wasn't why I went with him. I really liked him at first. He was nice. He had a nice mother. He was honest. He took an interest in me. I mean the real me, not the slut me. His Mom gave me some good advice, too."So I put this ring on my thumb." She showed it to me. It was still in the same place. Her wedding ring was still in place too. "And I made a commitment to try. And then an.