Cause yew ast fer ma story Ah’ll give yew some shine and we can sit here on the porch fer a spell.Ah guess Ah’ll start now and mebby work backward... to splain how things got the way they is. Yew see thet girl out there feedin the chickens? Thet’s Jody Jo who Ah jest call JJ. She ain’t no kin and we ain’t married neither.Her Ma brung her along when she moved in with me some years ago. The woman was stuck at the gas station where her last man drove off without her. Ah just can’t see a woman. "That's your choice, Adam. If you feel this strongly about my father marrying your mother, you should make sure she knows about your objections as soon as possible."Adam had clinched his right fist in anger while I tried to explain my feelings to him. I felt fairly calm, but I was prepared to beat him half-to-death if he swung at me. After a few more seconds he left the bungalow slamming the door behind him.My father had asked me to spend a few days at Christmas with him and the Venerables.. A blonde between the ages of 35-40, 5’-3” or 5’-5”, a few pounds over her desired weight, she would readily admit. But Tom found it very sexually intoxicating.The first couple months that they were there, the family was busy getting settled in. He had gone over and introduced himself, he had only been in his house a few months before they moved in, but he offered assistance with anything that they might need. Her husband kept Sarah close, and she appeared ever the “good wife”. Maybe Tom’s. Tina and Dan sat placing Lisa between them.“You waitress will be with you shortly,” she smiled viewing the mostly revealing breasts of the two women and placing three menus in front of them.“I bet wearing a bikini top and next to no skirt, the women serve a lot of hard-ons in here,” Dan joked.“We’ll have to see,” Lisa teased, rubbing his crotch.“I bet they serve a lot of breast meat in here too,” Tina added to the fun.Moments later a young woman, likely in her late teens, stopped at their.