On Thursday evening, after dinner, we all returned to the shearers’ quarters, but instead of falling into bed, Baz handed out some cans of beer and we lit a small fire. It was nearly the weekend and everyone, including me, would be going back home. Knowing that seemed to give everyone more energy. Even I was feeling more awake than I usually was at that time of evening. It was good to sit around, gulping down beer and chatting. I was beginning to feel as though I’d known these guys all my life. I was also beginning to feel like one of them, as though the difference in age and experience had melted away.
“Rachel reckons I’m the biggest she’s ever had,” said Matt.
Rachel was his girlfriend.
We all laughed. I knew I had a big c**k, bigger than Tank’s, but I didn’t say anything. As it turne
