Just another morning at the Jurtac's, on Lunar Colony 4.
Junie Jurtac shoved her panties in her purse and ran to catch the high school shuttle pod, hoping to sit next to Flabian. She liked it when Flabian's extra-long fingers crawled under her skirt and...
Rebekta pecked her boyfriend as she hopped into his hover-car. She knew on the way to the space academy he'd stop in a crater, unzip and feed her his sausage breakfast. But Rebeka was tired of eating sausage.
Kurtac Jurtac kissed his wife, feeling her up before he left for the Gravity Factory. But Chhania seemed extra horny and in a hurry to get him out of the geodome. Kurtac wondered if Chhania was having an affair with the neighbor.
Oh well. In a lunar hour he'd be balls deep in his earth secretary, sweet Margarita.
And with the dome empty, Chhania opened the side door and whistled. "Buster... come here boy... Buster... here boy!" The neighbor's Tu'glain Wolfhound slipped through a crack in the fence, ran through the door... and into Chhania's arms. "Good boy."
LATER that lunar evening.
Junie giggled as she danced through the door. On the morning shuttle she'd squirmed on Flabian's long finger. Later, in the robotic shop he spread her legs and gave Junie something bigger and better...
It was like he had the perfect wrench to fit her snug little socket.
Rebekta had left with a boyfriend, but came home with a girlfriend, Lilith. A cute, black Lesbonic chick who tasted like sin... PURE. FUCKING. DELICIOUS. SIN.
After dark, Kurtac Jurtac crashed his shuttle pod and stumbled in through the front door... drunk and reeking of Margaritas. Both kinds. The earth drink and his earth secretary.
His angry wife reared back and hit him with a slap that echoed off the walls. "FUCK! YOU!" Chhania packed her cargo bags and her dog leash. "Kurtac I'm leaving. I've found someone else."
Kurtac's bleary eyes looked up. "I knew it— you're screwing the neighbor! Aren't you!?"
"...not exactly."
MONTHS LATER, in a bizarre twist.
