Her head drooped, eyes avoiding mine. “No. It was awful. He acted like I wasn’t even there. Like I was just a toy for him to play with. I broke up...with him the next morning.” Tears were running down her cheeks, now, but I couldn’t bring myself to comfort her. There was still an invisible wall between us. Corrine managed to lift her head and meet my eyes as she choked out words: “I am sorry for all the horrible things I said to you, Ian. And I’m so, so sorry about, you know, about what I did.”. In case you didn’t get the word, Swensen’s Beach is clothing optional. You will see naked people. So, is anybody on the wrong bus?“My list says 26 people all from the cruise ship. I bet you all don’t know each other. It’s time we got aquatinted. My name is Z. Or at least that’s what everybody has called me from before I can remember.“We will wait to get acquainted until we get out of the bumpy twisty parking lot. I’m sorry I was late. I often do this tour but today I was supposed to get the day. Then she felt it. She felt something tickle her left sole just above the heel bracket.“OH MY GOD! AHHHH! What the fuck is that?!!” Zara shrieked.“Well I guess you now know what this machine does! And why it’s called ‘The immobilizer’! That’s right Zara it’s a foot tickling machine and there is nothing u can do to stop it! “Fiona let out a little evil laugh.“OH MY GOD PLEASE LET ME OUT! NOOO PLEASE! MY FEET ARE SO TICKLISH! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS!” Zara screamed.“And you know the best part of it. ”“Mikhail Barysovitch, allow me to introduce Colin Grantby and Brian Ackroyd, colleagues from London.”Mikhail smiles and nods and in his turn introduces the handsome man. He says “And my companion today is, of course, Anatoly Sergeyevitch Kustensky.” For just a moment, the policemen are wrong-footed. Anatoly is not what they expected. He is not an over-weight, over-dressed crime boss wearing too much jewellery, but looks like someone you would be pleased to sit next to on an aircraft or have as.