Davinia eyed the collar suspiciously and swallowed nervously. She 'woofed' uncertainly then whined ingratiatingly. "That's better Dumdums Now lets...see if we can get that horrible surgical collar off you. Your scars have healed enough so it's time to remove it. Davinia sat still as Jane pretended to fiddle with the large plastic cone. She was actually slipping the 'obedience collar' on first behind the plastic conicalcollar but Davinia couldn't see anything. Finally, Jane released the. ”“I’ll check those out.”“Good. Let me give you my phone number so you don’t have to search for me here. I live over in Bridgeport. Give those books a read and then get in touch.”She wrote her number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. I pulled my address book from my bag and filled in her name and number, then crumpled the note, intending to throw it in the trash when we finished.“So you’re a philosophy teacher as well as a graduate student in architecture?” I asked.“I told you I was into. ”“Come on. Try to think of a serious thing that we could discover the truth about by going back to the right place at the right time.”“Hey! Maybe we are making a mistake by thinking only of things many years ago that would involve a lot of things we don’t know about or have any way to control. Even if we went back to the night Marilyn Monroe was murdered and camped out near her house in order to film her visitors, it might be a terrible mistake to carry modern recording devices with us.. Just before they took off down the river, the twins turned in unison, blew a kiss at the thugs and set off.The two thugs turned to their leader with questioning looks in their eyes. He just said, "Go ahead." They dropped the girls they were holding and ran to the ride. They pushed others out of the way and jumped into the first raft they could. A second later a raft with two airhead, big breasted bimbos traveled down the ride.And then there was one.As the lone thug moved with his hostage, he.