Lee had worked out an exchange rate of about one-dollar Utopian to fifty dollars on Earth as to the value of coins compared to what that coin would bu..., back on Earth when they left. The Martyns said they would keep that in mind if they ever got to deal with trade with Earth.They then discussed paying people and found the prices fixed as a set value per hour for free workers at 60 cents/hr or $24.00 for a standard 40-hour week. The Martyns explained that slaves often got paid $2.40 a week for. Beside that abnormal behaviour, he was kind and strong. His citizens loved him.One of his fun time during the night was the dance of his consorts in the garden. They had to dance naked with a lamp or candle on their hands. He would walk among them and groped or pinched them here and there. The last one standing with a lamp which had not be put out would have the chance to serve him that night.Beside being an exhibitionist, the king was gentle or rough according to the wishes of the consort. He. Time had also enabled her to put a better face on things as she realised that unless she sorted something out with Wayne, this sort of thing would happen again and again."Hi kids," she greeted them.Two 'hi Mum's and a 'hi Nat, ' greeted her in return as she put the kettle on for a coffee.Soon they were all sat around the table and were joined by Wayne who'd emerged once the smell of a cooked breakfast had permeated into the bedroom."Plans for today?" Natalie asked."Swimming!" Tracey replied. He was the one who’d found her in the bathroom, her wrist slit, blood surrounding her. For the rest of their time in hospital, he had only thrown up in the toilet. His mom had counseled him for weeks, trying to get him to overcome the trauma. Ben was strong, though. Although he had remained disturbed and shaken for the first couple of weeks, he had come around slowly. He had said something about killing the ones who had driven her to that, but they had made him understand, drilled into his head.