You were both winners no matter which way you did it.Anna came into the bedroom right then and took in what was going on. "God, you guys would make a ...owl of oatmeal horny!"She was half-dressed, and continued dropping clothes, her hands wandering over her body. She'd managed to lose the weight she'd gained for the baby, and was looking magnificent. She and Sam had also spent time in Florida, and she was also tanned, except for the white triangles over her boobs, and the matching skin around her. "Fit body – you were always handsome, you know. Nice car, nice house. But Manchester?" I worked for a bank in London until just under two years ago. It's cheaper and less stressful up here." Different job?" she asked. It was an offhand question, but I thought she was eager to know all about my life. Why?"You could say that," I said, but no more. She would have to work harder to get whatever it was she wanted."Enough about me," I said, wanting to frustrate her aims whatever they were. "What. He said do you know how much trouble you are in then added that the fines alone will be $3000. I broke down crying telling him there was no way I would ever be able to pay off any fines like that. He put the report book away and said he would talk to the Judge in the morning and see what he can do first. After he escorted me safely home he told me to drop into see the Judge at the end of the next day. I slept poorly that night wondering what trouble I was in. The next morning Mrs. Martin. ”Bill came awake, his eyes opened wide in horror at the dream. Frantic, he looked over at his father and cried, “I dreamed that Woody was going to kill me because I strangled Sandy.”Hugging his son, he replied, “You didn’t strangle Sandy and Woody isn’t going to shoot you. We aren’t like Lennie.”Very upset by the dream and the message that he had taken from the book, Bill cried out, “But we are.”“No, we’re not,” countered Jerry trying with quiet desperation to believe his own words. “We’re.