I'd forgotten. She gets her way. She doesn't like it that everyone wants to fuck her, but she sure likes having power over them, making them gawk and ...eg. Including me.With one finger, Dee Dee brushed off the spaghetti strap from one shoulder so that it fell and dangled around her elbow. She looked up speculatively at Laura. Then with the finger of her other hand, she did the same thing with the other spaghetti strap. Now there was really nothing holding up her dress. If she moved, it would. "The man standing next to the King said, "Your Grace, gentlemen, we have received information that a group of horsemen and two wagons left the Caravanserai five days ago headed west. The descriptions match those of the raiders. We sent two companies of the Lancers in pursuit as soon as we heard. They left at first light."The King said, "Not enough. Put two companies of medium infantry - swords and leather armor - on horseback and start them off with two more companies of cavalry. The cavalry. Whoever did it was a vicious bastard, I'll say that."I kept on Jimmys' trail for a few more days and nothing happened, then one evening I was watching him schmoozing the girls in a bar when a drunk started hitting on me. I sent him packing, turned back and Jimmy was gone. Damn! His car was still in the lot. Where was he?I waited an hour, then two and he never returned to his car. I gave up and drove off cursing for being so careless. He was at work the next morning as always, so I figured maybe. I figured that, since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away), it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog tie it and transport it home.I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope.The cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed.