Twenty storeys were all they’d built so far, so it had to be enough. She knew twenty storeys would be enough to destroy the fucking bitch.Her hands ...were scraped up a little and her knees covered in dirt from when she’d pushed her prey off the edge.Her hands were a little scraped up, a little blood dried up in the dirt they’d collected from the floor. The same dirt now on the knees of her jeans. A sign of the close call she’d just had.She had thought that she’d be going over the edge with her. “I’m probably the weird one here. I was a crazy slut through my teens and twenties, as Dave said. It’s common knowledge around here; I don’t hide what I was. It did embarrass me while I was married to Bill. I wanted to be a good wife.Ann sighed, “Instead, I let my sex drive rule my life. I cheated on Bill time and again. He stuck by me through several lovers, although I have to say that until I met Juan I was only after the sex. I had a need to do something racy, sexual, and illicit multiple. You know what Edwin’s biggest problem is? Touch screens. He keeps lifting my phone from my shirt pocket and wants to see YouTube videos of toy cars driving through paint. But he can’t operate the touch screen and that pisses him off. His father is a millionaire. It will likely be the worst problem he faces until he finds out he’s straight and has to deal with women for the rest of his life. Some kids ... many kids, really, weren’t that lucky. And that hadn’t changed one bit, no matter how many. "Now what?" asked Val, "you changed your minds about a bit of fucking?" No," Joe told her, pulling the thick curtain cords loose, and unclipped them from the curtains, "we are going to leave a little 'thank you' tip for the two chambermaids," he explained, "and you are it. The two maids are both gay, so they will love finding you waiting for them." Oh God," gasped Val, "you wouldn't. I am not gay." Not if you don't want us to," Vic told her, "and being straight will not matter to the girls. We.