Like a huge lazy bird with a bright red tail the Qantas 747 lumbered out of the sky and glided smoothly to a halt at the terminus. The umbilicus of th... aerobridge stretched out to kiss the side of the plane and greet the usual assortment of passengers. Tired but excited tourists, inward bound to a whirlwind tour of the vastness of the country, where they would exclaim appropriately over the usual assortment of sights that the tour promoters had decreed that they should see. The tired and broke. Next she told me to sit near a mirror. She took out a picture of herdead mother.'I'm going to make your face look like that.' she whispered.She used to be a professional make-up artist, apparently. She put allkinds of stuff on me, making my cheeks more pronounced, making my noselook smaller, and making my eyes go back into their sockets. Then sheput some false teeth into my mouth, totally changing my face. I couldno longer recognize myself.She put on a wig cap and placed a pepper and salt wig. His father was even older. Yanni’s parents had built a business that gave them great wealth. When they finally decided to retire they sold the business which assured them they would line well for the rest of their lives and still leave Yanni a very generous inheritance. But Yanni’s father had been developing Alzheimer's and his mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer. So Yanni went out to help them with their medical needs.Nancy, Gaby’s lesbian lover, had also health issues with her. “I can’t believe any man would rather look at football than you,” I squeaked out barely above a whisper. “You are so young,” Debbie smiled and ruffled my hair. “I know what to do with a woman,” I said more harshly than I meant to. “Do you now?” Debbie said through a huge mischievous grin. Debbie walked into the boss's office and a few minutes later returned to our office. Was her blouse open another button? She walked back over to my desk and leaned over giving me a view of a lot of cleavage.