This was not a dominance battle, it was sparring, and thus there was no standing to be gained or lost. That fact had been drilled into her since her y...uth, only rote memorization and practice allowing her kind to suppress that side of themselves for even the small amount of time that it took to engage in a mock fight. She would hold back a little of course, even with the ‘handicaps’, as she was strong enough to throw him across the room and dash him against one of the walls.“Human rules,”. We might need to amputate part of her foot."I was given some paper work to sign that allowed them to take the necessary steps to save her. "Hell," I thought. "I loved her once, maybe this would help her."The doctor walked me down the hall to her room.There laid the woman I had spent 15 years of my life with. She was hooked up to a variety of monitors. One of the orderlies was trying to wash her feet. He did not look like he was enjoying this assignment.I could smell her body odor the moment I. Shehad not returned home by the time Danny was ready to go to bed.Normally, she was meticulously tidy but, as Danny walked into thebedroom, her clothes were strewn across the bed as she'd rushed to getchanged. He'd only intended to fold them up and place them on thechair but, as he picked up her panties, he marvelled at their soft,silky feel and gently ran his hand over them.Whether it was memories of "La Cage aux Folles," or whether it was justidle curiosity, he quickly found himself pulling. " Uncle John said, "Oh, leave the hallway light on for Jacky." I said, "OK, but I'm a little tired too, I think I'll go to bed myself, see you in the morning." We all said goodnight and they walked to the other end of the house.To give you an idea just how long their house is, I think you could fit a football field from goal post to goal post from one end to the other. Now I know that my Aunt and Uncle were not going to bed to sleep, I know that sexy look that Aunt Bev had. My mother has that.