"Number 2329," he said presumably to the girl who answered his call."No elevator music," I said."What?" he asked. "They don't have music while you are...on hold. All the best doctors and shit have elevator music."He simply nodded and continued to wait. After about five minutes he said into the phone. "Good morning Sir. I have determined what kind of equipment they are using. It's a direct RF transmitter with two slave microphone also RF. Bad news it it's line of sight. There is no platform I can. Baat krte krte usne pucha.Simran – jab maine tujhe hug kiya tb tera khada kyu ho gaya tha.I was surprised, never expected a direct question.Me – tu hai hi itni maal kisi ka bhi khada ho jaye.Simran – aisa kya hai mujme.Me – sb kuch hai tujme, meri girlfriend hoti to tujhe din raat kmre se bahar hi nhi jane deta.Simran – aisa kya krta kmre me rakh k.Me – kr k dikhau?Simran – kuch krne ka dum to hai hi nhi tujme.Me – sharafat ko kmzori mat smjh.Simran -kmzori nhi challenge kr rhi hu.Me –. He started to wonder if he could do anything better, and then he realised he could. That night James lay-ed in his bed, rubbing his cock, as he thought about what he was soon going to have, James’s parents were leaving on Friday morning, and he had History on Friday afternoon. James watched him mother and farther drive to the end of the street and turn round the corner, and out of the way for a few days, James smiled to himself as he got dressed and went up to the garage to find some rope, and. Chris had seen Rick rubbing himself through his shorts during theshow and was surprised he hadn't taken his cock out. Chris smiled tohimself, swung his legs over the bed, found his panties and pulled themon. He walked over to Rick who was watching him with somethingapproaching panic on his face. He stood in front of Rick, bent over andwhispered to him, "Have you ever had a lap dance, Rikkie?" Rick shook hishead, his eyes wide with fear and desire. Chris smiled wickedly and said."You can look.