All the men were pleased by their work. They had killed nearly a hundred alligators and this meant extra spending money. The prison officials, natural...y, would take the largest share. Claude didn't mind. Just getting out and roaming around hunting was enough for him.During his week on the alligator hunt Claude had worked up an odd attraction for the creatures. Despite their looks they were really docile animals. They killed only to eat and, once they were satisfied, they could be played with. That was too dangerous. He was too pretty, with those eyes, and that smile, and that hair. Her eyes went to his hair against her wishes. He’d need a haircut. For what he did every day, this was fine ... delicious, in fact ... but not if he were her husband. She frowned. How could she think about him as her husband? She should just give him the money and be rid of him.She found herself on her feet, ready to go get her purse and pay him, when she thought about Chester. He wanted her to do this.. It was cumbersome, and mistakes were not uncommon. However, shippers were aware of the situation, and provided packaging that was appropriate. Truly fragile shipments were clearly labled, and were always either 'hand carried', or were handled by special teams.After a cargo was unloaded, it was sent to a warehouse for storage, until it could be dispersed to where it was supposed to go. Most of the warehouses were individually owned by the ship's merchant owner. Another solution, was that several. I remember she was probably 19 years old and I had just entered my teens. We used to share the same bed room but would sleep on single beds, separated by a centre table. She would often come over my bed, lie beside me and before sleeping, we would have a lot of fun and talks about new computer games, swimming and friends. Let me admit that in my childhood, I was known to be a hard sleeper, due to lot of physical activities and sports I used to play. That night, my elder sis, Fazeelat was lying.