  Angie punched the tiny pill out from its little packet and placed it on her tongue. She quickly swallowed it down with a glass of water than hide the packet inside her dresser drawer.

  She remembered the evening several months ago when Julie flushed her birth control pills down the drain. She was so drunk that night she hardly put up any resistance to the blonde woman. 

  If Bruce found out she had a new prescription he'd be furious! He'd been trying to knock her up ever since he found out the truth that she was married to Walt. Walt had no idea that Bruce knew the truth. All Bruce wanted to do was pay him back for the money he owed. 

  That was the way Bruce was! He was a gangster! Angie pleaded with Bruce not to blame her husband for the mess. She also explained how she tried to help her husband dig out of the hole he got himself into. 

  Anyway, Bruce thought it was funny and continued the masquerade himself. That was at least until last night when Bruce said he was going to confront Walt about his lie.

  She stood up and leaned over to examine herself in the mirror. She saw the bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Her neck was covered with bit marks from Bruce last night.  She had spent the evening with Bruce last night. He in fact spent the night again like he usually did on weekends. 

  She opened the jewelry box and took out her wedding rings. She hadn't worn them in months. She began slipping them on her left hand. They were tight but Angie twisted them on. Bruce insisted she put them on this morning when he spilled the beans to Walt.

  She could hear them talking in the front room. She took a deep breath and walked out to where they were seated. Bruce held up his arms for her to come and sit on his lap. Walk was seated across from the drinking coffee as Angie sat down on Bruce's lap giving him a passionate open mouth kiss.

  "You get enough cock last night?"

  Angie smiled and shook her head that she did. Bruce kissed her again as he touched her left hand feeling around for her wedding rings. He looked down and smiled.

  "You should be ashamed of yourself for sitting her on my lap!"

  Bruce started to laugh evilly as he held up Angie's left hand so Walt could see it. Walt's eyes got big as he saw the wedding rings on Angie's finger.

  "You think I wouldn't find out about this?"

  Walt gulped and looked stunned and speechless.

  "All this time I've been trying to knock up Angie and you've just sat here and let it happen! What kind of a husband are you?"

  Walt tilted his head to the floor starring at the carpet.

  "Look at me!"

  Walt straightened up.

  "Don't you have anything to say?"

  Walt was practically speechless as he tried to mutter a few words. 

  Bruce just broke out in a loud laugh as he started to unbutton Angie's blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra. Bruce finished with the last button and spread opened her blouse to reveal her milky white boobs. He raided his hand and began massaging them as he starred over at Walt.

  "Your wife has delicious boobs Walt. You do know that don't you?"

  Walt swallowed hard as he starred at Bruce massaging Angie's breasts. He watched as Bruce leaned forward and took one into his mouth. He started mocking a baby as he sucked on Angie's nipple.

  Bruce stopped than turned to stare at Walt and laughed out loud. You still not out of this mess yet my friend. I'm not planning on leaving until Angie is knocked up with my kid."

  Angie starred at Walt. Walt knew she was secretly taking the pill. If Bruce found out there was no telling what he might do to both of them. Walt took all the blame. He didn't want Angie to get hurt.

  He nervously raised his had as he began muttering out.  "Angie can't get pregnant."

  Bruce was massaging Angie's boobs but stopped long enough to look at Walt as he waited for Walt to continue what he was saying.

  "It's my fault! I don't want you to blame Angie for any of this."

  Bruce let Angie stand up as he starred at Walt. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

  Walt started to reply as he was interrupted by Angie. "It's not his fault darling. I've been taking the pill these past few months."

  Angie was holding her blouse together as she looked pleadingly at Bruce. "It was my fault Bruce. I made the decision to get the prescription. Walt had nothing to do with it."

  Bruce looked stunned as he looked at Angie than starred over at Walt. He just starred with his mouth half open until he looked at Angie and began to scream.

  "You fucking bitch! You slut! You're nothing but a fucking little whore!"

   Angie was scared as she held her hands to her face. She started to cry as she nervously replied in a shaky voice.

  "Darling....... Stop yelling....Please!"

  Bruce stood up and grabbed Angie by her arms. "Are you trying to make me look like a fool here?"

  Angie shook her head. "No. Bruce I can explain everything!"

  Bruce jerked her arms away. "You're going to do a lot of explaining alright."

  Bruce looked over at Walt who was still seated than looked back at Angie.

  "Get them!"

  Angie hesitated as Bruce yelled out louder. "Get me the fucking pills."

  Angie nervously walked past Bruce than ran into the bedroom. She retrieved the packet as quickly as she could and ran back into the front room where Bruce was waiting. 

  She gave him the packet and he opened it up and saw half the pills were missing. He laughed than slid the packet into his shirt pocket and reached out and flicked his thumb on Angie's lips as he held up her chin.
 
  He smiled as he took his hand and brushed her cheek with the back of his fingers a he laughed and said.

  "You're a real smart whore. All this time you made me believe you were trying to get pregnant."

  Angie was practically shaking as Bruce stood there touching her face.

  "You had it all planned with your old man to make me look like a damn fool."

  Angie raised her hand and tried to touch him as she pleaded. "Walt had nothing to do with it. It was my idea."

  Bruce starred over at Walt. "Is that right Walt? You had nothing to do with this?"

  Walt hardly had anytime to reply as Bruce looked back at Angie.

  "You've been lying to me about wanting to have my baby!

  Angie shook her head as she cried. "It's not like that at all."

  Bruce laughed. Oh? What's that I hear? Tell me again only this time I want you to look at your husband and explain to me what you just said. Angie was crying as se tuned t look at her husband. Angie just stood there crying until Bruce yelled out.

  "Tell him!"

  Angie cried at first than blurted out. "You see the mess you got us into?"

  Bruce reached around to Angie's purse that was sitting on a table. He tossed it into her arms and said.

  "Come on."

  Angie was still crying as she followed Bruce out the front door. Walt stood there starring as he watched the front door slam.

   Walt turned the corner in his pickup truck and saw the police cars in his driveway. He quickly pulled up the curb and stopped the truck and ran up to the front door. He opened the door and walked in. There were several police detectives standing around waiting.

  Walt saw Lt. Brown standing there looking at him.

  "Did you find my wife?"

  Lt. Brown walked toward Walt shaking his head that they found her. "Yes Walt. We've got your wife and she is ok."

  "Where is she? When can I see her?"

  Lt. Brown walked up in front of Walt and held his shoulders as he replied.

  "Listen Walt, It's been eight months and you know we had a hard time getting a conviction together and pinpointing just where Bruce was hiding out."

  Walt listened but he was more concerned about Angie.

  "I want to see my wife now! Tell me where she's at?"

  Lt. Brown settled him down as he explained. Angie is doing fine and she'll have a nurse staying here with her for awhile."

  "Why does she need a nurse? Did Bruce hurt her?"

  Lt. Brown shook his head. "Angie is fine now let me finish explaining. There was a little trouble when we cornered Bruce's gang. Bruce and two of his gang members were killed during the ambush. He won't be giving you any more trouble."

  Walt starred at the man wanting to know where his wife was.

  "Angie is in the bedroom."

  Walt looked in shook as he turned around and started running toward the room. Lt. Brown tried to stop him but it was too late. Walt ran until he stopped dead in his tracks in the archway of the bedroom door.

  There was a nurse standing next to Angie who was helping her change her cloths. Walt starred at his wife as she slowly turned around and revealed a large swollen belly. Walt's mouth dropped open.

  Angie held her arms out for a hug as he walked forward. The nurse stepped away as they embraced each other and cried.

  "Bruce forced me to get pregnant."

  Walt cried. "It's alright baby. It's all over now."

  They held each other until the nurse finally had to break them apart to give Angie her medicine. She needed her rest. She was going to have twins. They later learned that they would be awarded a huge amount of money from Bruce's estate to help with the cost of raising his kids. Walt never gambled again.

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