The rifle had a published range of 800 meters. But I was very good and managed to stretch out the range to 1000 meters. That's right, about 10 footbal...l fields.I could kill at that range very efficiently.The Army had trained me as well as possible while I was stationed in the good old USA. Then they shipped me to Afghanistan to practice on human targets.I got very good at hitting my target.I lay on my belly on a small hillside overlooking my cabin in Texas. The range was a little over 500. She kissed me and said thanks baby, I love you and I love you to baby. We lead our group to the basement were we have a media area several sofas and love seat A hundred inch TV on the wall with the best surround sound you can get. As soon as we got there My honey bent over a chair and give me some more of that black cock before I have to share it with these other sluts. everyone laughed. I slipped my dick into in one move and gave it to her hard. The group was cheering us on, before pairing off. They told me as I got my first check that I couldn’t play at their casino anymore, I understood why. I also didn’t mind, I didn’t need to. We drove back to San Francisco, settled in. I didn’t gamble, in fact, I didn’t do much of anything. I couldn’t get the old man out of my head. Several times I drove by the park bench, he was never there. Then one day on impulse, I called the phone number. He picked up on the first ring. ‘Do you still have the card?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Did you get your reward?’ ‘Yes.’. It gets boring without she paused. Company she said with a naughty smile. The movie rolled but neither paid attention, Harry staring intently at her amazing body, Stacy gazing seductively into his eyes. They were silent for several minutes, glancing at the movie occasionally but eyes mainly on each other. Want a drink or something? Stacy said, breaking the awkward silence. She went to a shelf in the other room, the kitchen, bending on the tips of her toes to grab two glasses. As she bent, her.