"Oh it's hers all right," Bobby assured him. "And you know what? Only one bullet's been fired."He flipped open the cylinder and spun it in front of Va...n's face. As it came to a stop, Van could see the menacing dull grey heads of the remaining five bullets pointing at him. Bobby snapped the cylinder back into place."Care to try another story?" he asked.Van was beginning to lose the ability to have a coherent thought."Why did Julie let you go, Van?" said Bobby insistently."Because... because when. Girlfriend ... the idea of having two girlfriends still jarred him disconcertingly ... nodded, going on explain how she and this odd singing group she'd joined years ago would sing for the dying, those in hospice care, or other stages of illness that left them bed-ridden. All of it was an event that was sometimes as much for the family, as for the patient. A concept that he had never heard of before, and one that seemed strangely ... holy ... though he knew neither of the girls were practicing. I felt quite sad as I walked back to the car with her and carrying the bag was also a little humiliating. Five bra and panties sets; a couple of Basques; two suspender belts and half a dozen pairs of stockings plus two baby doll nightie sets was the haul. This was the part of my cuckolding that I found hard to come to terms with. Having her with me while she cuckolded me was one thing but having her away from home with her lover was something quite different. With having the workmen at the. Christa was holding his hand, and Will's heart did a leap in his chest when he saw that Bob's eyes were open and focused on his wife. He still looked like he had gone fifteen rounds with a world heavyweight champion, and his left eye was a disturbing shade of crimson, but he was obviously conscious and aware.Erica rushed to Bob's bedside with a suppressed little wail. Will watched as his eyes focused on his daughter as she crossed the room, and when she wrapped her arms around him in a careful.