Might just earn a couple of bob,(pre-decimal slang for shillings for those who don't know)!Off we went to his shed and he said,"You'd better take your...t-shirt off boy,it's really dusty in here and you don't want your mum to bawl at you"So,there I was in just my white nylon footy shorts,shifting boxes and soon the sweat was rolling off me like a pig,while Mr A was offering encouragement from the packing chest he was sat on!Lazy sod,thought I,I'm doing all the graft and he's just sitting there. Unfortunately, I don’t!” I told her about the first part of my dream with the stampeding cattle and how I escaped. She laughed at that and congratulated me on doing something that she would never have thought of.I lay in the bed while we talked, and suddenly I wondered if I really was awake or if this was just a continuation of the dream. Dammit, there was no way that I could tell. Oh, well, I decided to go with the flow, and we continued to talk about various things. One of the things we. They certainly wouldn’t expect him to be all that confident. He knew he had shaken them up at the car, the way he just took them and used them for his pleasure. He knew he must keep them off balance. There were two of them, after all, and if push came to shove, they could probably overpower him. So, it was important to keep the upper hand, psychologically. He had leverage; he’d taken them by surprise and (wisely or not) they had taken his bet and agreed to pay up. He wondered if they hadn’t. Seeger is gone when we can't produce the evidence," Cassie said glumly.Ned scratched his head. "Babe, we can't do everything fer everybody. I say we go with Richie's plan: get the pics, an' if Diane frees Heather, we give 'em ta Seeger and he nails Bendon ta the wall. If Diane fails, we sit on 'em an' buy Seeger a retirement gift."Cassie sighed and shook her head. Ned knew her long enough to know that it was not directed at his statement. She had yet to make the leadership of the Harbingers.