Approaching the club, I could tell the night was in full swing. The music was blaring, dance floor packed with people, and most tables occupied by pas...engers ready to let their hair down. I made a beeline for the bar, ready to get the party started with whatever drink was on offer. As I walked across the club, I was aware of looks of admiration from several men and looks of disgust from several women. Let them look I say! Reaching the bar, I was pleased to see an available stool. I wanted to. The new me liked the idea that people could own guns. The pistol had been under my pillow while I slept. I had placed it on the sink counter when I got ready in the bathroom. And then I brought it to the kitchen where I had an egg and toast for breakfast along with my much needed coffee. The gun gave me peace.After placing the cup back on the saucer, I nudged the pistol with the tip of my finger. I twirled it. And then I picked it up. It fit nicely in my hand and was much lighter than it. What would Wednesday bring?First thing Wednesday morning, Wife got up first to start to get ready (she was going shopping with her sister), when she finished I dived into the shower, resisting the urge to wank as I thought about having a cam session with Barry.Mid-morning I drove her to the station, checking on her return time (early evening), then drove back home with a nice warm feeling starting in my briefs.As soon as I was back home, I checked online to make sure the train had gone - it. Therambling two-story house was on Elm Street and had many childhood memoriesfor Diana. Her grandmother had always lived in it even after Diana's grandfatherhad died and Diana had spent many happy afternoons and days playing in thehouse or in the yard. Whenthe house was left to Diana in her grandmother's will, she had no hesitationin persuading, Tim, her new husband that they should move in. 'Thisis a great house,' Tim said as he brought the last of the boxes in. Dianahad cleaned the house.