For the second time, she appeared agitated. ‘You must be ready to please my husband, when he returns. If you give him pleasure, he will reward me fo... my actions.’ ‘And if I do not.’ ‘I will be punished.’ The fear in her eyes was real. ‘Karina, what is your husband like? Does he abuse you?’ She paused. ‘He disciplines me.’ ‘Do you love him?’ ‘I serve him.’ ‘By betraying him?’ He could not help it. His own betrayal was weighing on him too heavily. He was sure that she was going to slap him, maybe. She suggested some fresh flowers, fresh fruit, towels, and some Champaign. She then explained that the fruit would look good sitting on the kitchen counter and the fresh flowers would help mask the odor of the unoccupied house. Sitting in the Jacuzzi and watching the sunset was the selling point. The Jacuzzi had several features that only the more expensive models have, such as an entertainment center, heated towels, and a built in refrigerator. So having towels in the heated bin and Champaign. Furthermore, she was really excited to think that Derry, once at the pool, would be gazing not only at her own, uncovered daughter, but also at the seductive but obnoxious Merry Benfield, from the private school across town that was a feeder to the prep school in Avendon. Merry showed off constantly and was, in fact a bit exhibitionist (for a barely budding 12-year-old), but she'd have no idea she was displaying herself to a male in disguise."All we have left is Ginny's one-piece Lycra. She stood with the door open barely a hand-breadth, barring my way."I'm seeking shelter," I told her, putting on my best manner with my knee on the open door."Seek it elsewhere," she said.I pushed my way in and stood with my back to the heavy door, admiring her rich clothes. "Please," I said, "just until it clears."She ran, her skirts and elbow lace flapping and disappeared up a narrow, winding stairway. I followed, softly and carefully, dripping a trail of rainwater, until I heard a scream.