. uh, do you think we might — you know — work out some sort of arrangement?" I guess that possible. What did you have in mind?" Well... I was wond...ring if you'd — you know — consider some kind of physical payment... ?" Physical payment? What... ?"Her voice was a whisper. "Sex. Would you take... sex... from me... in lieu of cash?" Now that sounds like a possibility. Let's talk terms." Well... how about... mid-term exam is in seven weeks. If I make a passing grade, I'll... uh... sleep with you. I bit my lip, trying hard not compare him to Bernini.“It’s really something, Peter.”“But seriously,” he crossed his arms, “What do you think? Like, critically or whatever.”I wasn’t sure what he wanted me to say. The theme itself was timeless. The composition modern. In fact, speaking critically, it didn’t seem all that different from his obelisk after all. Both were moving marriages of ancient, and avant-garde.“Well I’m no critic,” my brow creased, “But I don’t think you need my help at all.. I've edited long silences, sighs and groans. I didn't think you'd want to hear him... uh... well... so I deleted that part too."Victoria remained silent for a few moments, she needed to be sure she'd be able to listen to the tape and not break down. While reaching for the 'play' button, she thought back to how loud the shot rang out that fateful night, and how happy and free she had suddenly felt when she had closed 'that' door. She gulped the remainder of her wine, signalling Gianni to pour. Their families need to be compensated for their loss. I will leave on the morrow for Paris to secure payment from the King for my efforts in serving his endeavor in Scotland, as well as compensation for the families of the men who died in his service. Once I have settled the estates of those who gave their lives, I will return to repay the loan.”“So, you are not prepared to repay the loans which are past due by three months?” Count Pierre asked.“The expedition was delayed in returning,” Jean.