Slipping into it, she walked back into the bathroom. Moving towards the sink she started applying her make-up, going a little more on the heavy side. ...n her eyes she applied a dark blue color, bringing out the lightness of the blue of her eyes. Lining her eyes with a black liner, she made them look a little more exotic than usual. On her lashes, she applied a heavy coat of black mascara. Lining her lips with a deep red liner, she applied a matching lipstick, and then blotted her lips. Looking. I really wanted to know whether my boyfriend is going to be my husband. And how to keep him from straying from me. You see, a friend had told me that she had seen him at a fiesta in neighboring village with another girl about my age. And that he was trying to feel between her legs. Hearing that had made me so unhappy.I was extremely nervous at first about going to see "Ate". My heart was pounding when I knocked on her door. But she seemed to know why I was there and was very kind and knew. Our pilot, I thought. She gave him a curt nod and headed off towards the plane.Boeing Business Jet, it said on the side of the 'plane and while it might have looked like a pretty ordinary small-sized airliner on the outside, the inside was very different.We were greeted at the doorway by a smartly dressed flight attendant and shown inside to something that looked more like a gentleman's club than the usual seat warehouse. There were small clusters of seats, perhaps 20 in all, couches and. By the time I was ready to leave Vegas, I had become what some folks call "self-educated."How was it possible, you ask, for me to win so much money playing poker? Was I that proficient calculating the many mathematical odds involved in the game? The honest answer would be ... partially. I have a keen mind. My visual memory is ... well, not photographic, but close enough to total, perfect recall to be termed photographic. Unfortunately, my auditory memory lacks clarity. No, to be frank, my.