“Where is Jamalj? Where is my daughter?”The old priestess finally managed to move and she dropped to her knees and burrowed her face between her h...nds.”Malmoru...”The god spirit howled in anger as he looked into the old Togress mind.”They tortured Jamalj to death?”Alarmed by the loud booming voice, a priestess of the mother spirit and six temple guards rushed in and stopped in their tracks as they saw the eight feet tall magnificent male Togar cat surrounded by a halo of brilliant white. Then in a teasing tone of voice, Peggy laughed and asks the blonde haired English Teacher, Jennie, "If I decide to keep him, am I going to have to fight you for him." At those magic words, Jennie felt an almost sexual surge. 'Goodness,' Jennie thought, 'can they be interested in the 'same things' we are sexually.' Struggling to stay calm and keep the conversation light, Jennie spiritedly replied. "Yes, if you want him, you'll absolutely have to fight me for him." Peggy now completely at ease,. She grabbed everything personal in her bedroom and bathroom packed it into another suit case and dragged them out into the hallway. Grabbing the car keys and heading outside she realised that she had enough room in the car for almost all her other possesions. She had never really needed alot of stuff. The only things she couldn't take were kitchen appliances and furniture. No great loss, she could leave all that and the house to Rebecca, her way of apologising. It took her almost an hour to. " It's 'women's work' and you know it. She wouldn't allow me to cleanaround the kitchen without an apron. Have you ever seen a guy's apron?I've seen one for barbequing, but that's it. The clothing started withthe apron and then she wanted me to keep the hair out of my face while wewere cooking. A scrunchy came next. What'd you expect? A person wearing awoman's apron and a scrunchy, I had no choice. The girls at church knew Iwas helping Mother around the house, and one of them kissed me.