"You are quite agile," one of them said as they reached her, "Thank you, I work hard at it," and she stood and faced them, "Frank Dooley is my name an... this is my friend Bob Ascott," and they shook hands, "Jill Formen," she returned and they all sat on the bench as they talked. "Bob and I couldn't help but notice that you have quite a great shape Jill," and she could see their eyes covering her body as they looked at her, "Well thank you," she coyly answered. "Would you like a Gatorade to help. At least, that is what I tried to convince myself. My sex life had disappeared completely. My wife had, not long after turning 50, declared that she had lost all interest in sex. Unfortunately for me I hadn’t, so in my mid 50’s my sex life consisted of daily encounters with my own hand .Tonight was my chance.I had a perfect pass. My wife was baby-sitting for her daughter, my step-daughter who was going out for the nights with a group of friends, luckily for me I had a work thing to go to. (In case you hadn't noticed, this world isn't exactly a natural one; it was created. With that in mind, it's really not surprising that there's magic around.) Mages call it the Flow and it is a capricious master; if it is not respected, it will destroy you.Mages--or the Gifted, as they call themselves--are at odds with the giftless. About fifty years ago a band of Gifted malcontents got together and decided that mages were the true first Children of Kyrei, and that it was their job to purify. They waved towards the orchestra pit. Cleo nodded and as one we stopped playing and stood before bowing to the audience.Janice and the others bowed one more time and then stepped back as the curtain closed. The lights came on in the theater. Cleo put a hand on my shoulder as the crowd immediately began to mill around. She leaned over to speak to me, but before she could, another voice rang out."Everyone, we arrived without much damage. By now, I'm sure our ship has been repaired and is ready to.