I looked down at the woman on the floor.“You are going to pay dearly for this.” I said.Diana caught my attention.“We should get her strung up, M...ster.”There was a snort from the floor. Strung up or Master? Who knows?I caught hold of Ruth by the feet and hauled her through into the family room, and under the arch. Leaving her there for a moment I fetched the ropes and pulleys, the cleats having been left in place. I quickly set up and attached the ropes to the wrist cuffs. Motioning Diana to. I'm in no mood tonight. It's been a long day, and I just want to rest for a while. I don't feel like arguing about Dempstead's Solution or the Disease. Please, honey, not tonight."Laura looked at him, almost as if suspecting that he knew that he could not win an argument, and was trying to get out of it for that reason. Then her face softened, it became more beautiful as the anger and determination drained from her face. She even managed a smile."I'm sorry dear. I guess we've both been strung. I always make sure that it is when I go to bed. And the thing that disgusted me the most was that it wasn't unusual for me to be missing a pair of panties after I did my laundry. So even though he hated me, he was not unaware of my budding sexuality.Jeff didn't even have to ask how dad found out he was doing burnouts. Normally I would have been pretty proud of myself. But when I saw that murderous look on Jeff's face I opted for discretion over valor. I went to my room and avoided him as much. I got The Waterfront: white sandy beach, paradise tropical island, girls, girls, girls. I was impressed by my ridiculousness with The Castle. I don’t remember even liking roller coasters.The Strip, The Globe, and The Waterfront were favored by the guests. It was at least six to one girls to guests at The Castle. There were a dozen or so men, mostly older or almost autistic tech millionaires floating, playing, and enjoying themselves. At the beach there had been women who were clearly guests. I.