I realized some mistakes in part two. ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIONAL. ANY SIMILAR NAMES, IDEAS, OR SITUATIONS ARE SIMPLY A COINCIDENCE. TH...S STORY CONTAINS MATTER SUCH AS YOUNG SEX AND SO ON. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. So with that in mind, enjoy -Madisons POV- I awoke to find Sara lying on the other side of the couch. I looked at the clock, and I realized we had been asleep for about twenty minutes. I tapped her on the shoulder and whispered for her to get up. That was FUN! she said. They stopped at the General store and went in to see about getting Cal a holster for his Colt. There were only two customers there and the owner was waiting on them as Tom and Cal looked around. Tom saw some leather holsters and pointed them out to Cal.When the other customers had left, the owner came over and showed them the holsters. They were nothing fancy but Tom saw one that looked well made and fit the Colt good. They bought it and two more boxes of .44 cartridges from the man.“You. He had to leave and see about his life on his own.At lunch time, instead of going to the cafeteria, he went straight to the foreman’s office.The man looked annoyed when he interrupted.“I just want to let you know that I will not come again tomorrow,” he said simply, without even taking a seat.“Why?” the man questioned. “You’re a good worker and you have a partner.”“I don’t belong here,” Dion shrugged and the man just shook his head and took a file from a drawer.He mumbled something, while. I recalled how my beautiful wife had looked dancing with another man. I called back images of the two of them laughing together, or just smiling at each other, their bodies close. Or I forced myself to remember how it felt as I’d watched Sue dancing with the Nigerian doctor, her arms possessively locked around the neck of another man.And as I sat alone with these thoughts, I wondered how many other men in this huge metropolis of New York were similarly afflicted tonight. How many others had.