As the party worn on, partygoers started to leave and the night started to die down. I hung out on the pool deck enjoying the warm night air, trying t...o figure out how to get Bren alone and how to get her panties off!It was getting late, around 11 or so, and the only light was the pool light at the deep end, which was casting that eerie glow broken up by the ripples of the pool.Lost in my thoughts about eating pussy and making Bren cum, I never heard her walk up and push me in the pool. I came. The bullet doesn't kill immediately. It might be possible to do a frontal lobotomy with one, if the bullet didn't rattle around. Alas, they do ... rattle around. The recipient can actually answer questions ... two or three ... before demise. The Soviet KGB loved the cartridge."Who sent you?" I asked, while going through his pockets. He had an extraordinary amount of Motherscript."No one," he said."You're not smart enough to think this up yourself. Someone sent you." I jerked his shorts down, he. Nina stiffened, but I couldn't help myself - I laughed. A bright, lightsound now my voice had unbroken. I laughed and laughed, then had topress my thighs together before I wet myself. I hunched there on theside of the road, under a streetlamp laughing until my sides hurt andNina wondered, vociferously, what was so fucking funny?The lads had wandered off, as bemused by my reaction as Nina was."Oy, lezzas!" I repeated and set myself off again. "I'm going to wetmyself!" I squeaked."Serves you. If anything, it got harder to leave her alone.On Tuesday I changed my schedule. Dr Bradley had told me they were bringing Wes home around lunchtime and the ambulance crew would get him settled. There wasn't much for me to do, so I might as well come in the morning and then around 3 in the afternoon.I got there at 3 and Mrs. Bond told me that the girls were in the back yard. At first I was mad. What the hell were they doing out of bed? Sam told me Les needed to be washed and I just assumed it.