Lotta had been as friendly as ever, and Bente even saw a glimmer of hope when she promised him a dance. However, her father had squashed that hope. He...even tried to stiff Bente for the money. That was when Bente decided he wanted nothing of that man anymore.He did not need the business. The Baron's forge bought every bushel of coal he could produce. Anything over the one-hundred and twenty bushels was paid for in silver groschen, for the Baron's caretaker was a hard but honest man. The only. " That's a shame but I'm sure we'll survive."Serena giggled. "You'll be living on fond memories of Victoria." Don't start that again." I wouldn't have but she rang me yesterday before you both went out to supper." What?" Thought that would get you going," she giggled. "She just wanted to tell me about the job you helped her find." Oh!" Relief was evident in his tone."And to ask my permission to seduce you." What?"Serena pealed with laughter. When she could contain herself she continued, "She's. Although it was late in the day, she hadn't gone to bed until half past four the night before and had slept until close to one."I wish I could go out there like this," Carla said."Carla, don't push it," I said. "You'll either scare him off or get us both into trouble or both."She finally settled on a red Playboy T-shirt. When I asked her about underwear, she shrugged, "Fuck it. This is long enough."The T-shirt barely covered her crotch.As she walked out of the room and I followed, I watched. .?" Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!" Despair "Fucked again..." Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier." Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?" Lost "Where the fuck are we." Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!" Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!" Denial "I didn't fucking do it." Perplexity "I know fuck all about it." Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?" Greetings "How the fuck are ya?" Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?" Panic .