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Plot plans of the remodeling tended to be lost too. There were plans with the city, but they were grossly inaccurate. The final touches of his fifty year effort was the installation of an elevator to climb from basement to attic. The next Master selected was Frederick Gordon, who himself made many alterations to the floor plans of the Mansion, including the developing of the Sex Romper Room and the ‘bomb shelter’ in the basement. He set the following pattern of masters living about forty years each in residence and also established the summer Family Weeks celebration each year to accommodate the extended family’s continued obsession with the Mansion. He also continued the pattern so far of the Masters being extraordinarily sexually active and usually remaining single to their demises. There were a number of unexplained pregnancies in the neighborhood, some with females as young as fourteen. No one, including the police for some reason ever pursued any determination of the origin of these situations. They were just accommodated, financed and events moved on including some of the younger girls producing unanticipated young ones more than once each. Eventually it became time for Uncle Fred to pass on to the Mansion’s history and we catch up with the entering of Cousin Will to be the new Master of the Mansion. CHAPTER ONE: It is moving day, we are finally free to move into the modest sized mansion left to me by my recently deceased Uncle Fred. It had been in the family for several generations since its construction, and since my uncle had never married, he had kept it in excellent condition, while updating it to the latest technology as it appeared. 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