Restrict people's diet, keep their energy low, keep theirbrains deprived of glucose, and they'd become much more compliant. It wasbrainwashing 101 and...I was an unhappy participant.The water had a funny taste and twenty minutes after I drank it, I foundmy that my mind raced for several minutes and then crashed until I couldbarely think at all. It had been designed to burn off and deplete thefuel reserves of my brain. I was sluggish and sleepy and was just fallinginto a kind of stupor when the. She served cheese for dessert along with cream sherry and coffee. As Jan had instructed her, she brought the cigar humidor to the table after pouring coffee. She was astonished to find Jan taking a thin light panatella from the box."Cindy, please light my husband's cigar for him and then light mine," Jan said quietly.Cindy's eyes widened. She had only the vaguest idea what to do. Taking his cigar, she daintily bit off the end and then rolled it in her mouth. She remembered hearing somewhere. Any-ways she was walking along 3rd and Main when she decided to stop in one of those generic over priced coffie houses and warm up a little. Opening the door and stepping into the Kitch designed room full of expensive suits and immacuatly cofierd women. Choseing a table at the far end of the coffie shop she sat down at the table and removed her coat.Jane happend to b wearing a bra and a light jumper and being cold the aroulies of her nipples where plain to see. A few minuits after sitting down. What does it look like?"The girl said nothing but continued to stare. She moved closer and switched her gaze from the boat to Jack." How come you've got a boat then?"Jack snorted. "She's a wreck. My Dad was goin' to scrap her but he said if I could fix her I could have her. So I'm fixin' her." What sort of boat is it, I mean, she?" Three ton Bermudan Sloop, clinker built, pitch pine on oak with teak decks. Lovely job, not her fault she got wrecked." So what're you doing now, then?Jack regarded.