It was a picture that they would laugh about for many years to come.After their long day, Elizabeth and David found their way to the central city mark...et. A woman in the Irish pub had told them the top floor of the market was virtually a giant restaurant and bar. She told them it was crowded every night with locals who sat at long tables drinking local wine and beer while selecting food from dozens of different vendors. Thinking that it sounded like fun and not a tourist hangout, they tried. Yes, I’m watching a movie in the living room. I went out for drinks with my girlfriends tonight. My husband is on a business trip and I’m here alone.I swallowed hard; maybe I had gotten in too deep. The flirting and the little bit of voyeurism was fun but I wasn’t going to cheat on my wife with a neighbor I hardly knew. I’m sorry you’re alone, I typed out, putting the next move back into her hands.My husband told me that if I got horny while he was away I should try one of those chatroulette. “The fourth wall!” I said, cheerfully. “You know! Where Linkara lives!”“ ... who?” Princess Kira asked as Cindi slapped both palms over her face.“The question I really need answered,” I said, spinning around on my heel in the tiny cockpit of the Rusty Dragon to face Princess Kira, who was mashed up against G282 because, again, this was a tiny cockpit on a relatively small space yacht. The forward cockpit window was shuttered against the deleterious effect of subspace on most non-dragon psyches.. The husbands finally got dressed, kissed their wives good-bye and wished them a good day shopping. Good-byes were mumbled by the sleepy wives and quick kisses exchanged. The husbands met in the hotel hallway and went off fishing.About six the older woman heard a knock on her door. She had been unable to return to a deep sleep, and had been lying watching the ocean bathed in the light of the full moon through a narrow opening in the curtain. She was feeling very romantic and wishing her husband.