White returned caring one of the store's shopping bags. It obviously contained several items. When she emptied the contents of the bag onto one of the...beds, Yevette gasped in horror for the bag had contained five chain leashes from pet supplies, one large bottle of KY personal lubricant from pharmaceuticals, six small key locks from hardware, two small rubber ball doggy chew toys and a large dog collar.Ms. White then looked directly at Yevette and said, "OK Fe-Fe, get on the bed on all fours.". Was it some form of hypnosis of the audience, perhaps with the Swami's ruby? Or was it something even more remarkable; the real Indian rope trick?"Gregg's jaw dropped open at the mention of the Swami. He stared at Maxine without saying anything and then sat down beside her."Hiram Heron wasn't the only one that wrote about the Swami and his followers," Maxine went on. "It's surprising what you can find out in the museum and the library with a little research. He really was an interesting man,. She was on the verge of tears too.“Wow, that’s shitty. He’s a real shit. And he doesn’t even know he’s hurting you?”Beth drew back, looking daggers at me “You really can be an insensitive jerk at times, you know that?”I was hurt, defensive. The alcohol was inhibiting me thinking straight, inhibiting me saying the right thing. I was stung. “Jesssh, just try to help.” I said coldly. I paused, scared at the anger in my voice. I calmed slightly. “You could just tell him, you know”. I was. Just as his “item number” was being called, and he was being described by the woman in gold, Donald felt the pangs of rejection. This was his one shot. In the privacy of his own home, Donald routinely behaved in shameful and disgusting ways in his relentless pursuits of the ultimate in degenerate acts. This was no time to hold back. Having no shame and taking a deep breath, emboldened by the amyl nitrate, Donald, desperate to show his depravity to the audience, fell to his knees and turned.