“No,” McKinsey says flatly. “I want you to head this investigation. I know it’s not your job, but there is no telling who we can trust at this...point. If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have appointed you.”Bowling feels precariously close to being found out, but heading the investigation does give him a way out. It may even give him the opportunity to eliminate a rival or two. “Then I will find the answers,” he says. “We will weather this storm.”“This isn’t the only storm we face,” McKinsey. “Now then, what is all this Secret Squirrel stuff all about?” I joked.“Part of my duties” began George, rather pompously, “is to monitor the CCTV systems around the ship. I was reviewing yesterday’s recordings and noticed some unsavoury activity in the sauna...”“Ooops!” I thought, “We never considered that”.George tapped on the laptop and a video began playing. A very clear video… showing me sucking on Roger’s cock. I assumed he’d also seen the earlier action where I fucked his arse. “As you. It's too simple really. I am almost ashamed that I have to mention it -" Cut the crap and say it. Please." Awright, awright, you impatient minx. The secret's simple. Just... GET LAID!" I all but shouted at the top of my voice. Since the nearest neighbor was over fifty meters away, I was safe.The pillow missed me by a mile, crashing instead into the crystal jar of sugar atop the dinner table, and the resounding crash brought my daughter to her feet."Look what you did," she threw at me. Placed once more on her stomach, the firm mattress mashing her ballooned breasts, the final strap came into play. Attached to the waist strap at the navel, was a belt longer than its cousins. After some firm poking and prodding, its tongue snaked through the apex of her bound legs. Once the twists were worked out, it was brought up and fed through a ?D? ring on the outside of her wrist binding. Then it was doubled back along the same path. Care was taken to position the padlock on her.