Then my trip started from the then-new terminal 3. A taxi ride later, I was at my destination, my own little villa(with no real walls in front, so eac... room was open to the garden area). It was a nice place actually, I just felt quite lonely there.As I mentioned above, I originally wanted to visit Bali to see that other woman. But after seeing how little she seemed to care and how little she helped me to find a place(I was trying to find one near her house for HER convenience), I felt really. "I'm not saying that all men are assholes–there are a few good men still left. But there are a lot more that are lying, cheating, two-timing pricks!" she said.Then Roxie did something that totally caught Jennifer off-guard... she knelt down beside the young girl laying on her back on the bed. She tenderly moved a lock of sweat-matted hair from her face and softly stroked her cheek. "But I am different pretty. I am not like your ex or any of the men you have known. I'm not going anywhere, both. Laughed in my face. He told me that all the cops in town knew his car. That he was a football hero and that the chief-of-police was his father. He told me how none of the cops were going to hassle him or place him in a potentially embarrassing situation."I listened, shocked at the tale my sister was relating. I also believed every word that she was saying. I could remember the vehicle in question. I had admired it the few times that it had sat in our driveway. It had been a fire-engine red. When Jasmine told me that she wanted to make the bet, I thought she wascrazy!Jasmine said that she wanted to bet me one dollar that in 6 months, shewould become the boss and Mr. Johnson would be her secretary. I said,'You are on!' I thought the whole thing was cute.Jasmine's Story: I know it may sound cruel at times, but turning Mr.Johnson into my secretary was something that he probably wanted allalong. In his subconscious, he recognized that I was a better boss.His place was to serve.