So much fear and worry bubbled up in my stomach, that I truly felt like I was going to be sick. I wanted to run out of the room to avoid having this s...rious talk with Mark. The lock on the door just reminded me how well Mark knew my tendencies, my tendency to run when I cannot face a problem. Call it weakness, cowardice, or some sort of self-preservation instinct, it's just what I felt comfortable doing. This realization, that I am trapped in this room to face something serious enough to cause. What do you say?" How about it girls? Sounds good to me. Are you two game?" Kimberlyasked.With a bit of apprehension, Christy and I nodded our agreement. Weshook hands on it and began playing. Amy immediately began "kickingour asses." Kimberly was right when she said Amy was a pro. She out-drove all of us and her short game and putting were exceptional. She was a real pro except she wasn't very professional with me when Ihit my ball into the woods, as I did quite a few times. She helped mefind. The makeup that she put on me felt heavy and felt like I needed to rinse off from the foreign feel of it all. I had to close one eye for a while, then the other, then both. The pressure of a marker on your closed eye lid is not the most pleasant feeling. Then the really bad part came. She used a tube of lipstick on me. I don't even use chap stick, so it felt weird. And then she used a little brush to paint more or highlight or something. It tickled ferociously and made my lips sticky.. I must have blushed a little as well, because Jillian started giggling at our reactions, which only caused us to blush more and Tim to squirm even more in his seat. After she was done mocking us, the two of them joined in on the card games, and we had a fun time together, with the rest of the trip being rather uneventful.When we arrived at the school, it was almost midnight. Tired as we were, we checked and went straight to our rooms. Me, Tim and Nikolas got a pretty nice room together. It was.