It was this past Christmas that I finally saw Donna in theact of cheating on me. We spent three full weeks at herparents place over the Christmas holi...ays. Donna’s brother,Kevin was divorced and was in town and he stayed there atthe same time as us. Kevin slept in his old bedroom, Donnaand I stayed in her old bedroom, and the kids slept on thetwo couches- one in the basement family room, the other inthe living room that made out into beds.One night I was awakened by Donna crawling out of. “I have an idea,” Cindy said. She climbed over the counter and sat on top of the clown.“Aim for me instead of the clown,” she said.I aimed the pistol as a stream of water soaked her T-shirt. Her nipples were clearly visible behind the wet shirt. She giggled loudly.“No, silly. Lower!” she said as she unbuttoned her jeans, revealing a neatly trimmed dark bush. This was a girl who did not believe in underwear.I aimed the water pistol at Cindy’s groin. She cried out and laughed hysterically as the. He told her what to wear. She complied, or should I say, she obeyed. He ordered food for all three of us. As was the case with Dad, everything was fine as long as he directed traffic. I do not know if it was the mojito she drank, or that she was now more comfortable with the situation, but she started to call him Sir at the table. "Yes please Sir. Some more shrimp would be great." "No thank you Sir. I'm fine with one mojito."On the one hand, it was common for Indians to be deferential to their. After the first few gigs he’d become far less of an academic and more the showman. That’s what audiences expected, they wanted to be entertained. He’d explain the science—briefly—at the beginning of the show. He’d ask for volunteers and have them sit in a semi-circle on stage. He had an evaluative routine he had developed to weed out those who simply couldn’t be hypnotized. That part always bored the audience to tears but it was a necessary component. There’d always be a couple of jokers who,.