"With dolls?" asked Mark."Voodoo dolls." The man said. "If you have a personal item or bodypiece from someone you'd enjoy to hex, you can have loads o... fun." Will it hurt the person?" Mark pondered to the man."Only if you wish," the man replied. "These days they're mostly used bylovers for ultimate sexual pleasure." I'll take it and I got just the thing." Mark smiled as he put down themoney and plucked a piece of his wife hair from his shirt to tie aroundthe doll. As he rubbed the doll's sex. This puzzled him; because he felt that he was right on the edge of spending too much on advertising. The agency he had didn't care for radio advertising and put too much emphasis on double-page ads in the newspaper. I suggested that he use my method of a quarter page in the sports section on Friday, a half page in the same section on Saturday, and a half or full page on Sunday. I told him again how successful the radio spots were, and that they were on both sports and talk stations all week, so. " George began to walk over to the two boys. "Oh shit," I muttered, knowing what the two boys would say.George beat me to them first. "What's wrong with you guys?" he asked them."We switched bodies!" they said at the same time.He pondered this for a minute, and I was stunned when he said, "How?" We don't know!" the real skinny one said.I had decided this was enough, since they were about to spill some seriousbeans. I switched them back immediately. George was smarter then mostthought, though.. Priya stepped forward and stretched out her hand. ?Rajat, hand me your belt.??Here,? Rajat unbuckled his belt and gave it to her.?Now your pants.? Rahul grinned. Rajat stood up and obeyed his master swiftly, adding his pants to the pile of fine clothes at his feet. ?Your underpants, too,? he said. Rajat obeyed unquestioningly. ?Now you look less like a successful businessman and more like a slave dog.??Thank you, Sir.? Rajat said, joining his hands.?I feel like having some cold chocolate milk.