"Yes."I turned, the voice behind taking me by surprise. The woman wasbeautiful. Long legs, slim body with a perfect figure, breasts justright. God, I ...anted to hold them right now. She was heavenly. Blondehair that cascaded down her shoulders."Two more of those," she said, her voice tinged with class.Another woman sat at my side. Attractive. Brunette. Not quite asassertive, but she took my drink and sipped from it."Tasty," she said. "I love these. Have you ever tried one?" No-I-" Take a sip,". Two other Companions died in the crash that brought me here. We take the same risks our hosts take, but at death ... well ... Caleb says we have a 'get out of jail free' card that we can play any time. That's as apt a description as any, I guess. Even though my host died in that crash, I was able to continue with a new host. I am sorry my last host died in the way he did, but that's the way the universe works. I don't regret my new host. If anything, in retrospect, I'm glad circumstances placed. I asked him to stop, but he kept kissing me and started taking off my clothes. I said stop again but he didn’t and I just gave up.“It hurt so badly when he put himself inside me. He wasn’t gentle or soft anymore. He was rough and hard and slammed himself into me about a dozen times before he came. I didn’t feel anything except pain - the tearing, then the rough pounding. I was in shock and didn’t know what to do. When he finished, I got dressed and he took me home. I took a long shower, and. I threw a rope around his wrists and dragged him back to the barn. I wanted to make sure that the varmints did not eat too much of him to keep him from being identified.When I got back to the house, I showed the poster to the two women and they nearly fainted when they saw the value of the reward. That was enough money to carry them through two years if they did not waste it. A few minutes later, we sat down to supper and they told me what they knew of Jacob Smith.One day, about three years.