Before either realized it, they had fallen asleep in each others arms. Kira woke to the gentle sound of rain against the window. It was just past 2AM,...and the moonlight cast a soothing glow across the bedroom walls. She looked over at Tyler, and felt a sense of comfort just knowing he was there. After months of sleeping alone, sharing her bed with someone, even though unintentional, felt great. He woke minutes later to see her smiling at him. Kira cupped her breasts, and invitingly offered. Before you say it, I know what comes with the territory, though you owning your own mother totally confirms the fact. I know that you’re a pussyhound. So what?“The fact is that, cheater though you were, you were hands down the best boyfriend I ever had. I’ll just have to accept the fact that I’m sharing you, of course, certainly at least with Melanie. I’ll do it if you will. I’ll share you with Melanie and anyone else that you like. All I ask in return is to get to borrow her now and then.. But I have got to admit, I'm impressed there is so little damage inside your brain." The speaker popped and crackled due to the interference from the MRI. "I was expecting at least swelling. More so I was more expecting dead zones and creases from the previous damages, but there is barely a line from where you got shot, and that's it." Thanks," I responded, sounding more sarcastic than I meant to. "Does this mean you'll let me go?" Um," the static buzzed a moment in near silence as the MRI. “Ever do anything with her?” I asked.She whirled around and looked me in the eye. “As a matter of fact,” she said, smirking. “Yvonne was married for a few months,” she explained, “and after it ended she decided she liked women. It was a little more involved than that, of course. To this day I don’t know if her marriage ended because she decided she was gay or if she decided she was gay because her marriage didn’t work out.”She grabbed my hands and we sat down together on my couch. “I don’t know.