He turned over to me and I felt the gun barrel at my head.

Three men and a woman are looking down the gun barrel of middle age.

I put the barrel of my gun against his head.

They must be so hard by now you could use them for gun barrels.

Again I felt the movement through the gun barrel as he turned his head to look at the bed.

He tried to talk but couldn't do it around the gun barrel.

I stopped moving and looked down the barrel of my gun at him.

His voice made me move the gun barrel just a touch more right.

I was holding his gun barrel with my left hand.

He put the barrel of his gun in her mouth.

And they managed to do so on the business end of summer, in August 1997.

The business end of a restaurant - the food - needs some attention as well.

He was looking into the business end of a pistol.

Anyway, I haven't got anything to say about the business end of the deal.

No one really knows what will happen on the business end of this deal.

I pointed the business end of the gun at his face.

It had a pound of lead inside the business end.

I don't know anything about the business end of it.

Maybe Chris would be taking care of the business end, which we weren't prepared for at all.

But it was at the business end where the main difference lay.