"Dollars looked at me and giggled lowly and throatily. "You just want to look at my legs." Well, that's true, too." I went around and opened her door....She got out of the car showing lots of beautifully toned legs.She looked at me. "Get a good enough view?" I smiled but said nothing. We went inside to see Mossy at his desk. There were three other people there. Dollars ran up to Mossy excitedly saying, "Sarge, you have to come out and see Abe's ride!" Okay, Cents. My! You sure do look good this. "My ship needs some preparation so I need to go ahead on my horse. Perhaps my wife will escort you to her ship on her carriage."I nodded to him and left. "Let Derwen keep him busy."To my surprise the village of Grundy had turned out to watch the prisoner delivered to Derwen's ship. The villagers were sullen and unhappy at seeing the Count. Of course, the villagers knew of his capture but this was the opportunity to see the man responsible for the death of their loved ones. I only had two estate. At first, I though that she is just being sweet. After a while she started talking to me about love and asked if I have any girl friends. Whenever we were alone she intentionally brought up the subject of intimacy. She use to tell me how his husband is neglecting him. I tried to explain that it’s the nature of his job. But her intentions were other wise. Let me first describe Archana to you. She was about 32. 5 ft 7 inches, rather tall wasn’t she. Very fair and quiet pleasant looking. She had. "That's up to you. I brought you here to make you an offer -- to give you an alternative." What offer is that?" You agree to become my slave." What? That's sick! Your stories are sick! And you're sick!" Maybe I am, but that's my offer. Either way, you're about to lose your freedom and net worth for a good long time. You choose the particulars -- my slave or Uncle Sam's slave. My home is probably a tad more comfortable than his, though." This is crazy!" she yelled. "You brought me here under.