Because you can only motivate someone through commands so much without losing their characteristic personality that makes them different than the othe...s. That was one of Sarah's redeeming qualities to me. She wasn't a slave driver, and made sure the others weren't either. Everyone of the people they used still had their own life to live when they weren't needed by the group.But Sarah didn't hesitate to alter people permanently if it came down to there being no other way to satisfy her purposes.. She said that they expected about 30 people to show up.We arrived at the hotel that evening. The parking lot was almost full but we found a place towards the back. We entered the lobby and made our way to where the event was taking place. As we entered the room, one of Carol’s co-workers, Darnell, approached us. He was a short fat black male in his upper fifties.I shook his hand and Carol gave him a hug. We all went to the bar to get some mixed drinks and headed to the back of the room. The. In the mean while she came back and sat as if questioning why this attire for me. Before she could ask i opened up saying ” I was doing meditation and after that i have to take some water and do another part of yoga by which there was no water and hence thought could take your help”. This must have been heard by the lady inside. Her mind must have been anxious to know what attire i was in as she heard that i was in some state of undress. She came out to the hall and asked me if I wanted hot or. Oh fuck!" She waved her hand impatiently andlaughed. "Gaaaa!!" said Bill. "Daddy!" said Sharon, straightening up and smoothing her hair. Shelooked quickly at her mother and began laughing, too. "Gaaaa?" queried Bill, looking like a rather rotund member of theundead. Carolyn buried her head in her hand, her shoulders rocking. Sharon letout a little snort. "daddy we were just..." She snorted helplessly again,then began to laugh again. The women held on to each other for support. .