With only 150 pages to go, I am yielding. What should have been a good solid rags-to-riches story of greed and betrayal just fell apart with too much male-inspired fantasy sex (seriously, *good girls* in the 1920s have that kind of imagination?), and way too many "F" bombs and other four letter words. Readers looking for a bit a titillation with a mediocre story might enjoy it. Library only. I'm moving on to something else.