"I got your move now, sport. It only gets worse from here. I can, and I will, put you down on the ground each and every time you try to pull shit like...that again. Understand?"He nodded tersely. I could see even that small movement was painful for him, which gave me a small measure of satisfaction. I stood and held out my hand to help him up. He looked at it as if it was a viper, but then he reached up and let me pull him to his feet. His knees were a little unsteady as he walked slowly toward. There was a building that had boards spaced about an inch apart. That was a corn crib. There was a shed open on one side with a big wooden tank that originally was full of water for the stock. The barn was fairly big with a stable with ten to fifteen ties for cattle. Beyond the stable was a lean-to that had held calves. There was a pig house with pens leading out of it. There was a huge 24 x 40 foot silo. In the stable the floor was wooden with scuttle boards where the manure from the cows went. So about a year later I get a phone call from Susan and she invites me to dinner, I accept. When I arrive she feeds me and we dabble in some small talk about what we've been doing in the past year, then she tells me she is engaged and I congratulate her and i felt like the evening was over so I get up to leave, but she blocks my path and says"I've known about the sexual tension between us in the past, but there is something I've always wondered about." Whats that?" I asked herSusan comes back. The second basement we fixed up for the private club won?t be open for another week or two, plenty of time! But remember, Mom doesn?t know what we?re going to do, so be cool, look professional, no groping or shit till after we leave.??Oh shit, look at the time?we gotta book!!?A little while later, we pulled the maroon minivan into the private laneway, up to the gates, and over to the garage. She was waiting for us. I picked up the goody bag and motioned that I wanted the heavy wool blanket.