I used your own fetish against you, Paul. You kept coming to this place, visiting the BDSM scene, thinking you can just pay and leave.. that, being th... CEO, your privacy was secure. But you didn't know. You didn't know I'd been watching you, Paul.. using your own vices to capture you!'' ''Yes..'' I lower my head. ''You have given me much more than I bargained for..''''Just look at your tassels and those white feathers, gently touching the middle of your thighs, Paul. Your smooth skin,. Two older girls, Katherine and Clara, and three younger ones. Judith, Anne and Simon. His heir. Katherine was away at Durham University so our paths seldom crossed. Occasionally I saw her at weekends with her rather arrogant boyfriends in their expensive suits and their Daddys expensive cars. She always looked like a film star, perfect hair, perfect teeth, designer clothes. It was if she lived in a completely different world to me. But our worlds collided one Saturday morning when she woke me. My thoughts drift to a nice, long, hot shower; letting the water run over my body and down the drain, taking the day’s trouble with it. The drive home just added to my aggravation. I am trapped in Florida! The attitudes, the driving, everything about this place is getting on my nerves! I need a release! Walking through the front door, I am wondering when the hell in my life is all this aggravation going to cease??? I mean, I can’t even walk through the front room without tripping all over Jim’s. She would be arriving mid-morning my time. One stop-over (that explained the price of the ticket) and then by 10:00 a.m. she would be in my city. At my airport. And knowing that today was Saturday, she would be waiting for me to pick her up at the airport. I looked at the clock and saw the short time remaining until she would be standing there, at the gate, waiting for me. I showered, shaved, dressed and went downstairs to my car, knowing I would be early by leaving now, but not wanting to be.