What can I do to make this right?”Ben looked over at Ed and me and asked, “Well, you two are the injured parties here, what do you think we should... do?”Ed spoke up and said, “Well, Jeff has always been an excellent employee and does great work, and he had nothing to do with this, except of course fucking my wife. But I can forgive him that since Beth really is a little minx, and I know that she was fucking everybody she could on this cruise." As for Margaret, I think she's learned a big lesson,. I then told him how Karen likes to skinny dip in the pool. He was very intrigued. As the evening progressed I admitted that I might have a video of her taking off the same swimsuit she was wearing all day. He was at first a bit coy, saying "you have a video of her naked?". I said I did. Just to tease him a bit, I changed the subject, talking about sports. After awhile he directly asked if he could see the video of my wife changing out her swimsuit. I must admit I was strangely turned on. No one. Kathleen drank a large swallow of lemonade, watching the girl beforeher."Well, yes. That was part of the training." Amanda paused as the dooropened once again to admit another man, this one a bit older who wentdirectly to Ms. Kathleen and leaned to whisper in her ear.With a curt nod to the man, she rose and downed the rest of her drink."We'll have to continue this discussion another time. I have a workerwho is being lazy."Amanda stood, extending her hand. "Of course. Thank you again and. The relentless current being pumped into the medieval-lookingtorture chair was slowly turning her into an electric pincushion. Sweat pouredfrom every inch of her nubile body as yet another crippling cramp gripped herbowels, forcing her to unleash yet another violent torrent of diarrhea. Cynthia?s face was a mask of terror and pain as herass was insistently jack hammered by one of Davison?s particularly savage goons,a big bruiser named Mike with tattoos decking both of his hairy forearms..