Tray went from 87 to 95.
By now he was pretty much bedridden and when he was able to move, he used a walker. His body was just a flabby sack at that point, hair almost all gone, eyes sunken, and his face flesh was hanging off in jowls.
His legs were barely able to move and he pretty much walked around toothless most of the time, too senile to remember his dentures.
He was completely deaf at this point and generally had on piss-soaked depends.
He wore a hospital frock and he drooled when he talked.
His kids had put him in here, but they were approaching their 70's and they would soon see what it was like.
He got ready to see his Dona again soon.
She was close to joining him.
Once in a while, she visited him, and he knew she was with another man, but he had been unable to satisfy her for many years now.
He knew he only had a few years left of life and it would be nice to spend the end with Dona.
In the meantime, Dona had aged from 80 up to 82, 83, 84, and coming to a brief stop at 85.
Her hair was very thin now and she was losing a lot of it, the rest long since snow-white. She still had it in a sort of perm, since she was so old.
Her arms were wrinkled and liver-spotted along with her hands.
Her breasts were simply long shriveled sacks that hung down to her paunchy belly.
Her face was wrinkled and jowly, the waddle had grown in the last few years.
Her legs had failed her and she now pushed up her weak frame with a cane that she grasped in her bony, gnarled hand.
She was getting very deaf at this point and used her hearing aid and her sight was weak, and she had her bi-focals.
She now had a full set of false teeth and she loved to take out her dentures and give John a good gum job.
John was 78 now and it was starting to get hard for him to get erect.
But he still managed to pleasure her.
Dona now wore a old housedress along with her pink bloomers and her old tattered full slip.
She had tried an all-in-one for a few years with stockings, but decided she was too old to worry about her looks.
She had stopped wearing her bra at 84 as it was useless at this stage, but she now wore depends all the time as her control was weak and she was starting to piss everywhere.
She cackled to John one day, "i got me one of those adult diaper thingies, jes dont have the control I once did."
She was very old and senile now and she was getting ready to join Tray in the nursing home.
She aged two more years to 87 and she waited in her house for her family to take her to the Nursing Home.
She was now almost completely deaf, and did not have the ability to clean up after using the toilet and sometimes just peed so much it leaked out of her depends.
They got a personal care assistant for her, but it was time she got better skilled help.
She was helped to get dressed by the assistant.
A blue housecoat, an old bra to support her empty sacks, a pair of white satin bloomers and a full slip. She also had on support hose but had the stay-up kind. Her frame couldnt support a girdle or garter belt.
She had on fresh depends and sat with her walker ready.
She was drifting off to sleep, her legs spread wide open.
Her wrinkled face and thin white hair along with her sagging fatty deposits on her arms and legs made her look ancient.
She was glad to be going to the home where she could live out her few remaining years with some aid.......