Very interesting, chris. Have you considered writing a book on your cult experiences and including a chapter on this?

The lewd orgiastic happenings in premieland seem largely to have been limited to various premie houses, apart from fairly isolated ashram incidents, it seems.

An ashram couple who sought refuge in our premie house used to have a nightly shag in the ashram meditation room after outmeditating everyone else (which kind of mitigated the sin ITO). The ashram secretary got hip to the situation, maybe because in her passion the lady managed to flip over Maharaji's picutre on the altar with her foot one night and they didn't replace it quite right.

He then outmeditated them, and, in frustration, they thereafter resorted to inside a wardrobe.

The wardrobe was later demolished by a male ashramee who went nuts and flailed at it.

The couple read the omens and split the ashram and moved in with us.

Oh, how we laughed at it all - and especially that chunk about the ashramite going nuts and wrecking the wardrobe apart. Views in our premie house were divided over whether it would have been a good thing for the wardrobe to have fallen apart with them in flagrante. The majority opinion was that this would have been a good thing, to blow a few concepts of the inmates.

You couldn't make it up.