Are Four 'A's Good?

There is nothing in the world so satisfying as a beautifully executed trap. As a woman, I still run into tables (not just individuals) that are certain that I couldn't possibly have idea what I'm holding. At the end of the day, I suppose it is to our advantage to let everyone think that brushing our hair uses up most of the brain power we possess. I don't mean to perpetuate the stereotype, but keeping my mouth shut and acting confused has paid off in a number of situations. About 8 months ago I found myself seated next to some big dogs at an important satellite table. I was dealt KQh in late position on the third hand, tripled the pot amount, got 4 callers, and flopped the straight flush to the King. Will wonders never cease? Trying not to pee my pants, I casually studied the faces around me. I noticed someone familiar, staring back at me, and realized it belonged to an old high school friend's little brother. I had never played against this fellow, but I'd been hearing a lot about him for the past few years; he was making quite a name for himself accross the country. He gave me a goofy grin that said he'd recognized me all along, and gushed "I used to have the hugest crush on you." My heart deflated. He was still in the pot. The Ac and Kd sealed the deal, as I "reluctantly" called every enormous raise, with only one player folding. First to act gave the ultimatum, and I responded with that "what the hell" shrug and moved all in; we found 2 more callers without a moment's hesitation. I will spare you the details, but it did not turn into a very happy reunion.