He managed to find $37 in coin, plus a plethora of guns that he could sell. He tied the horses on behind the coach and used one of the reins as a lead... rope to lead the team, etc. into town to the stage office.Jack collected a $25 reward from the stage coach line for each of the dead bandits, and he was able to sell what he had recovered (looted) from the dead men. In total, Jack came up with $211 for about 90 minutes of work, so he was well pleased with himself. He discounted the fact that he. A gasp rippled around the room as Lauren stood in her tiny knickers, and even the General applauded at the sight. Lauren couldn't help but allow the slightest of smiles to cross her lips."You're not the prettiest girl I've even seen!" snarled the General. Lauren look dismayed, embarrassed even as her gaze found the carpet of the floor. She crossed her legs, her left hand buried between them in an attempt to conceal her pussy. Her right arm crossed her chest. "But, by God, you have the most. It was from Jack. ‘Call me NOW big news! ,D’ It said. I dialled quickly, wondering what gossip was so juicy it earned a grinning winking face from Jack. I didn’t get a chance to speak when he answered. ‘He likes you. He texted me, said he doesn’t know what to do because he likes you but he shouldn’t!’ Jack waited silently for my reply. ‘He?’ I asked knowing full well who he meant. ‘PAUL!’ Jack squealed excitedly. ‘Oh my god…I have to go!’ I said suddenly, hanging up on Jack before he could. Truly this new Emir was an excellent judge of character in that now he had, apparently, some plan which he wished to confide in Ramzy El-Najjar and which had had not even explained to Kamal Qumsiyeh. Clearly this was an invitation, delivered via the Chief of Protocol, to play host to the Emir for dinner. Ramzy El-Najjar offered the expected formal invitation with alacrity; Selima, his present from the Emir, may he live for ever, would please the Emir after the dinner if he had to stand over her.