There weren't very many customers and these consisted mostly of prostitutes, which was the occupation most often adopted by female refugees from the w...r-torn Asteroid Belt or the more impoverished colonies in Jupiter's orbit. Scattered about the bar was a small number of tourists. And sitting on a bar stool and nursing a glass of locally produced wine that he'd ordered well over an hour before was a tall man with persistent stubble and a jacket made from real leather.Lofty brusquely ignored the. . we would argue but at the end of the day she would crawl in bed and cuddle til we fell asleep together. Yes it was perfect for me. I worked early, she worked late, so she'd get home always around the same time while my days fluttered. Yes I made the big bucks so she didn't work as often, but while she was at work i would get my fun out. I have a fetish for femme boys getting sexified in skirts and heels. I've always been on the skinny ide with a little extra baggage in the right places, I. “Gone out to a disco…Love U, xxx.”After that I settled down to wait for her next message. I surfed restlessly through several channels, but couldn't really watch anything. It was over half an hour before my phone beeped again.“Danced with Tom. Trying to touch me up… Love U, xxx.”That did make my heart beat faster. I knew Tom was one of the bosses in the company and he had always wanted to fuck my wife.I replied quickly: “Fine. Enjoy yourself. Text updates…”This time Anita did not reply.I sat. She had called the number, but had reached Ray's Bait Shop rather than his cabin. She didn't want to leave a message with strangers. There was no telling if they would actually deliver it to him. Besides, she didn't want complete strangers gossiping about her wayward husband."You could have left a message at the bait shop," Ray said.He wondered if she had correlated the name of the bait shop with his name. He rather doubted it."Well, I'm here. Now ... are you coming home?" No."His reply took.