At least…I thought it was…At some point, the chemistry began to fade. It became mutually obvious the spark wasn’t as bright as it was. We’d go...e from comfortable to boring in just under a year and a half. He’d become flaky and noncommittal to any long-term plans.Rob lacked enthusiasm for anything, including our lovemaking, which by now only lasted a few minutes.He seemed preoccupied and irritable. The slightest thing would set him off whenever the two of us were together. If I dared question. ”“Really?” he asked. “Can I see.”“No,” I said, giving him a look. “I'm not showing you my wife.”“I'll show you mine.” A hungry light burned in his eyes.“No.” I put my phone away, balled up my lunch bag, and tossed it into the garbage can.“Come on. You're wife is a fox.”Yes, she was. A conniving fox loose in the henhouse and she was having so much fun.She sent me several more teasing pics of her masturbating in our daughter's bed and sniffing Tiffany's dirty panties. Then Betty also admonished. "So, Tom, I have to let you know that I have seen you around before... is there a girlfriend in your life?"I had set the beer bottle on the table in front of us and turned to him, awaiting his answer to my question.He shook his head. "There's no girlfriend. There's no one, why would anyone be interested in..." Tom started."someone who is gay?" I blurted out.He flinched, but didn't move away from me. Instead he put his own beer bottle on the table.Tom Welling stared at me, my eyes back at him,. One of the other Inn's patrons walked over to her table and introduced himself. "I am City guard Morison of the Western Lift Guard Station. That was an impressive display. I will have to ask your name, destination and purpose in the Faydark for paper work reasons. You did kill them without a trial so you may be in trouble for murder yourself."The cadets looked at her and saw her grinning in a way that made their hearts scream in near terror. This could be messy or just interesting at the very.