That was just a harmless game kids will play but Elisabeth was asking me to wear lipstick now. It couldn't hurt to humour her, I thought, so I shrugge... my shoulders in acquiescence. She told me to purse my lips as she applied thick layers and, with her eyes twinkling, she showed me how I looked in her little hand mirror.'Strange, ' was my thought on seeing my image. Weird, even, the way she had given me such a thick coating of the burgundy cosmetic. Well, as she told me, it would wash off and I. "Well you're here again Miss. You can get a good rest and meet that lovely husband of yours looking fresh and beautiful tomorrow."Liz picked up her key nodding in agreement. "Yes that's true I get such a refreshing sleep here, it must be the country air that does it."“Oh Miss, I so love that accent of yours.” The old woman cooed like a movie groupie.Liz just smiled. British and Oxford educated, then marrying a yank she’d got used to the comments.As she headed for the stairs Junior Angel was. Prerna: What? you dog!Me: sorry, waise kiss kaisa tha?Wo kud k meri god me aa gayi and phir se kiss karna start kar diya iss bar orr bhi wild tha kiss and mera t shirt utar diya usne maine bhi uska top utar diya. wo bra me bahut acchi lag rahi thi kya batau gazab phir se kiss karna start kar diya, wo boli bhaiya aap ko sab aata hai na?Me: haaan bahut blue films dekhi haiPrerna: condom hai?Me: chhod usko and phir maine uski bra utar di and kiss karte hue uski back masalne laga wo bahut acche se. Recognition of the situation dawned on me. My sister had always had a crush on Aaron. That was what was going on. My own sister hated me for the way I’d treated my first husband.I wish that there was some way I could have explained to her that she needed to get her skinny little ass in line. Maybe she hated me, God knows my parents were both disappointed in me. But all of that paled in comparison with how badly I hated myself.I’d had it all. I had a beautiful modern condo, a nice car and a man.