I did not know what to do. I decided to stay quiet, since I loved the sensation…Those fingers started to massage my inner thighs, very smooth.I show...d a big smile on my face, as I pretended to watch the game. My loving husband looked at me from across the bar and he smiled at me.Then I thought I hated soccer, but I was getting touched up here right in front of my beloved hubby and I was now soaking wet…Not because of him or the soccer; but because I was getting groped by god knows who; but I. She and I had come to realize we weren't meant to be together. 'So what,' I thought? We're old enough to remember why we split up, right?Dumbest. Mistake. Ever!So, yeah, I told her I'd planned to go to that party but was about to reconsider since all my buddies had bailed.Okay, she replied, how about Netflix and chill at her place? I know, it's a corny old joke, but I hadn't done that in a while and it sounded like an actual plan, I thought. Both of us were too aware that hooking up was out of. To be accepted as a host was the highest of honors. Companions were the rarest of ethereal beings, intelligence without body or form. They couldn't live without a host, so they must move to a new host when their old host died. The only way a Companion could die was if the host died without a new host being available.Shortly after the birth of the universe, the Big Bang, Companions had numbered in the billions. Companions don't reproduce, so their numbers had gradually diminished in the. "Mary grinned maliciously and pulled a crisp C-note out of her purse. "I plan on seeing this and another couple like it when I leave." She placed the bill in Brian's hand as he bowed and led her to the card table.Mike held back and whispered to Tom, "Are you sure about this?"Tom took Mike's drink, pulled a flask from his pocket and refilled it. "Just calm down, drink this and leave the rest to us. Jenna is a pro and Brian is even better."The two men joined the others downstairs. Brian had.