Chanda, the Southeast Asian angel held a small but top of the line digital movie camera pointing at Steve and Helena. Buzz and a stranger, another mal... minion I figured who looked similar to Buzz, moved lights when Chanda gestured to them. "I need you in frame, Nick" she ordered professionally."Lean down, Nick," Lindy directed, "and stretch your hand towards Helena."Chanda waved gestures at the minions and at Rosa who shifted a light behind the scene to create backlighting. Finally Chanda. "Not that I wantto go at it with you, but I think we'd be better off doing as they ask,at least for now." You might be right," I agreed. "So um...put up your dukes?"She did, and squealed. "Ow! The fuck was that?!" Bitch fight rules," the woman explained."Let's just get this over with," I said. I clenched my fists. Two sharpjolts ran through my arms. "Oooowww! What the hell?" Any rule-breakers are shocked," Master smiled."This is ridiculous! We can't fight like this!" I saw Charlene. We are supposed to grow old together. The way things are going, the only thing we may be doing together is going to court for our divorce." A pain so sharp and deep tore through Mary's heart. "Divorce? We can't get a divorce. We love each other. Nothing is so bad that we can't get past it?"With a sinking heart, Mary was forced to admit to herself that what she had done to Mike was the one thing that, if Mike found out, they couldn't get past it. She was suddenly forced to recognize that what. My old coaches all believed in full pad practices for the same reason and I had never found any reason to think differently than they did.After warming up, I took down a weighted foam-headed Axe from the rack, and went back to work on my footwork. Sliding into the groove, I felt my movements click. Really click.The smoothness of my strokes, increased along with the power behind my swings. The low kick combo, felt natural for the first time.Level three was a huge jump in proficiency!I kept.