"Suhl Makarov PM nine millimeter," Wolfgang told her. "With a matched factory suppressor and two eight round magazines in a hand crafted mahogany box.... Really?" Eva's look of astonishment amused her brother. "How did you arrange that?" Herr Polgar is an avid collector," Wolfgang said, referring to a Czech antique dealer they had become acquainted with previously. Polgar was an older man that both he and Eva had become quite fond of and a useful source of information and tools, like the Yarygin. They both slept better, knowing someone else was in the house. Libby cooked for Robert, so not only did Robert eat better, but so did she, having to cook for more than just herself. Although he offered to continue using a commercial laundry, she insisted on doing his laundry and ironing. It was almost like they were married, but without the sex part.Robert still relieved himself by masturbating whenever he got exceptionally horny. Now that he was getting over his grief and returning his. It’s really nice not to have to wait in line.’ I laughed and said, ‘That sounds like the voice of experience.’ ‘I spent over ten years in the army,’ he said. ‘I’ve lived in barracks with over one hundred other men and the latrine as it’s called wasn’t big enough for that many in most of them. It could get a bit crowded with that many trying to get shaved and showered early in the morning.’ I laughed at that thought and said, ‘Well I think you just talked me out of a military career with that.’. He looked down at himself again, taking in his body anew. The absurdbreasts, the flat and toned stomach, the legs. His hair was laying overhis shoulders and hanging down his back, and that felt as strange asanything. He reached down and felt at his pelvis, touching his widehips. He closed his eyes, and his mind wanted to flee, to retreat, toinsist that this was not him.After a moment, Brian opened his eyes and stared directly at Angela. Thewoman he loved, the best thing that had ever happened.