The butcher block had several hoses and cuffs attached to its sides. She was surprised to find the block was not solid but actually had a split throu...h part of the top. Marie thought to herself she would have to ask Bob about the butcher block one day in the future. While she had seen meat display girls cuffed to the wall or hanging from the ceiling while they were being harvested, Marie had never actually seen one cuffed to the butcher block. Bob returned with Marie’s license and hurried her. This time I removed my hand and said “I can’t do this since she is my dad’s wife”.She asked “Don’t you like me, Alex?”I said “I do but not in this sense.”But my stepmom knew that I was just saying this as I had already stopped resisting her actions.She ignored what I said and continued. This time she started unbuttoning my shirt and said “You ever think about this?”By this time I had lost all self-control and thought about going on with the momentum.I said “Ever since you have married my. “Deb. I’ve drawn a line. I know you’ve been cheating and I’ve chosen to not have you followed and get solid proof. But I’ve drawn a line and when you cross it, the results will be very bad for you and your lover.”“Where did you draw the line, big man?” She demanded to know.“I’m not going to tell you,” I said flatly.“Well how will I know that I’ve crossed it?” Deb said as she put her hands on her hips.“You won’t, so you’d better consider everything you do from now forward. But believe me, when. Toms story was about watching Jo, giving a guy a hand job when she didn't know he was looking. Seems another friend of theirs was visiting one evening, having a few drinks. Tom went out feed some of the farm animals they raised. A though crossed his mind. He went back and peeked in the kitchen window. She was giving him a hand-job in his pants. Tom just grinned,and said to them. "That must have been some sticky shits on his balls." About one oclock in the a.m. Tom was telling Al.