He was unable to lift it open. There was not enough space to manoeuvre in the cage. He tried to force the top with his shoulder, by pushing his body u.... He managed to lift it not more than two inches before his body came crashing down onto the row of bar underneath him.“Billy, open the lid,” he yelled in anger.Billy just stood there watching the Professor trying to push the top of the crib open.“Billy, I fucking said, open the fucking lid.” The professor screamed while trying to knee the lid. They had pulled the wagons into the usual defensive box and were relaxing as much as they could in the oppressive heat. It would be an hour or so before the temperature started to drop, so nobody was making much effort to do more than he had too. That was why the rifle shot fired into the camp was such a surprise.There was a mad scramble for weapons as people tried to determine where the shot had come from. Somebody spotted a puff of powder smoke near the top of a low hill of sand, so everybody. He had to cough three times before Pauline's eyes shot open, he coughed again, Bob watched through the crack in the door frame at the panic unfolding as the woman, who could hardly speak let alone move tried to cover what she was doing.Ron shouted, "Mrs Bates, its Ron Portman I've brought some memos for you to sign, here," he moved, Bob had watched as she had breathlessly pulled the buzzing thing from her sopping cunt, she stood, almost falling as she tried to turn it off and hide it behind her. " And Tina says we need a new office building. I assume that you and she have run some numbers?" I think we can make it work, you know," he said. "What I'm thinking is that we build two stories. The bottom floor gives us the room for the next stage, gets us out of this squeeze. We lease the lab in this building and the greenhouse. We move those functions to the new building." Ground floor," I said."Yep. And if we grow any more, we can build out the top floor for more room. If we don't, we might.