We had the same lunch period and met in the school cafeteria where we had some serious talks about the future. We were both 18yrs, and concerned about what we would do with our lives after finishing school. Alfred said he wanted to be a musician.
He played the trumpet beautifully and was a member of the school band. He also played a hot guitar and sang with a group at night. What are your plans, Tracey?” It was the game we played, expressing our hopes and dreams of the future. I’m going to be a movie star someday, I have the looks and the ambition, nothing is going to stop me.” Alfred gave me that amused smile of his.
He was a handsome guy, about five eleven with an athletes build and an older persons intelligence. He could have played on any of the school teams, but he wanted to concentrate on his music for his career. That is why I fell in love with him, not for his good looks and smiling face, but his desire to become a success against all odds. “Becoming a movie start is a lot to ask for, Tracey. I agree you have the looks and the figure, but along with talent, you need connections and luck.
I have pride and I have what it takes to get to the top. I’m proud of being a woman, I’m proud of being black, and I’m proud of my heritage. Understand?” I know you and believe you, Tracey. Nothing will hold you back once you set your mind to doing something.” He threw his arms around me tightly. Before saying, Lets stop by my place.
Ok?” We had been making love at his house almost from the first day we had met, enjoying each other in his small bed. His parents both worked and we had the house to ourselves most every afternoon after school. “You believe me, Alfred, when I say I will scratch and fight my way to being on the stage, don’t you?”
I was removing my blouse and bra and taking delight in watching him feast his eyes on my body. It made me feel secure to know I had the kind of looks that turned men on. “I love you, Tracey, he whispered. “I can’t wait for school to end in a few weekes so I can go to work and make enough money for us to get married.”
Though we made love almost every afternoon after school, each time was a new and wondrous experience. Ours was the sweet first love of a boy and girl living in a dream. We learned to explore each hers body, to satisfy each others needs, and we had enough good sense as well as respect for each other to take precaution against my getting pregnant.
We had learned about aids in the classroom and knew we would be sage as long as we were careful and not promiscuous. We made a solemn oath to each other to be faithful forever. We were modern Romeo Juliet, making promises that could never be kept.
The last week before graduation I was called in the principals office and told that since the class yearbook had voted me the prettiest girl in the senior class, the local paper wanted my picture to go with the feature artcle they were doing. That article The Transcriber published brough the school a lot of publicity, and changed my life.
A Mr. Williams came to see me. He claimed to be the talent scout for United Success, Inc. “Saw your picture in the paper and fell in love with you right away he said. He was a older man in his mid 50’s, well-dressed, and with a abundance of thick grey hair owver his bushy white eyebrows.
He was light-skinned and handsome. I was really impressed by his good looks. “I would like to see you try out for Miss Teenage All American, “he said in a voice that dripped molasses. I was excited by his offer. “I don’t have the clothes, and really, I have never been interested in beauty contest or the stage, I lied.
“Oh, don’t worry, Ms. Jones, I’ll cover all expenses-clothing, travel, money, car, everything.” Well, I will have to talk to my parent about this.” I had no intention of telling my mother. I was afraid she would try to talk me out of it. Alfred was the one I would seek encouragement.
He left me his card which read, United Success, Will William, Talent Director. He scribbled across it, saying call me when your ready. I was ready the day after school ended. Alfred was favorable to the idea. “Maybe it can be a head start for what you really want to do-be a movie star.” He was as innocent and gullible as I was.
I went for my interview to the old Franklin Theater. The place had not been used for years. I was told to get on the stage and parade back and forth. Raise your skirt, I want to see your legs, “Mr. Williams yelled up to me from the first row of seats.
He was sitting with several other men and two women. The stage was well lit, but the audience was in the dark where I could hardly see them. I did as Mr. Williams said, raising my dress a little above the knees, and continuing up and down the stage, putting one foot in front of the other as I had seen professional models do.
“Turn around. Show us your nice shape.” It was all new to me. Raise that dress higher, girl. Higher.”I raise it a good six inch above the knees. “Higher! If you want to wualify for Miss Teenager we have to see more. These people making the decision are all professionals, you don’t have to be ashamed.
Do you understand, Ms. Jones?” “Ok, I screamed, I raised my dress higher, letting them see a good part of my body which only my boyfriend Alfred had seen. I wanted to win and I was willing to do anything to get it.
That night Teenager Success gave a party and I was to be the guest of honor. I asked Mr. Williams if I could bring Alfred. but was told that only show people would be invited. “We mix pleasure and business with people from the theater only, Mr. Williams laughed. You will see alot of people there tonight that you’ve probably seen on tv.
Take this two hundred dollars and buy yourself a dressy dress for the party. He handed me two one-hundred dollar bill from a wallet that was very thick, if you need more let me know he said. Good looks, important, and all that money, I thought to myself. I wonder if he had a wife or girlfriend. When I told Alfred about the party, and that only “only show people” were invited, I could read the resentment on his face.
Are you sure this is a good move? There were also worrisome looks as he tried to create doubt in my mind. “Everybody know about Mr. William Company I lied. Alfred said, well I never heard of him. The dress I bought for the party was a hot red that showed my figure at its best. I knew I was looking good I even felt sexy.
It had a best features up front. When I inspected myself in the mirror, I like what I saw. The dress was the sexiest I had ever owned, and I knew It would please Mr. Williams. As I was leaving Alfred, “It looks to me like you are sure trying to please that so called talen scout. “That guy is 3 times your age and probably has three wives already, Alfred said.
I’m going to the party Alfred and you or anyone else will not stop me. I think you are just jealous Alfred. I used the last of the money given me for a cab to the hotel where the pary was being held. “Penthouse,” I repeated. Yes, M am that is some party going on up there.
Mr. Williams greeted me as soon as I arrive. He threw his arms around me like I was his date or something. He planted a partially open-mouth kiss on my lips. Your a knockout he said. “Thank you I said blushing and puzzled about that partial kiss he gave me.
I tried to act soplisticated. “Of course. I had never drank a glass of champagne in my whole life. As if he remembered something, he turned to me and ask, “Tracey how old are you?” I want the truth now.” I’ll be 19yrs in a couple of months. I thought he would have some problem with that. But he was cool with my age. Which was a relief for me.
“If anyone asks you your age, tell them you are twenty-one. It will be our secret.” Mr. Williams kept introducing me to people all night and many of the faces look familiar, like I had seen them in bit parts on tv, but I did not recognize anyone of importance to me. I kept drinking the frenchy wine with the crowd to fit in. I was becoming really whoozie.
Mr. William stayed close to me asking if I was ok several times. And each time I told him I was great. Even if I wasn’t, he would never know. I waited all my life for an opportunity like this one.
A few people came over to congratulate me, and some of the women complimented me on my dress. Some of the men pinch me on my backside upper part, but Mr. Williams said it was all in fun and show people did it all. I wanted this success bad because any other time if someone had of pinch me I would have hit the roof.
But not this time, if Mr. Williams was cool with it, then so was I. The party broke up about three in the morning, and I was mostly out of it. Mr. William suggested that I take the back bedroom as it was too late to go home, and it would be impossible to get a cab at that hour.
I could not stay awake any longer and passed out in his arms. I felt myself being undressed, but was unable to resist. I was in a drunken stupor. I wanted to cry out as I felt my body being ravished. I heard Mr. Williams voice softley saying, ” I love you my sweet one, I really do. I think I reached for him in that moment of dreams.
I awakened from heavy sleep not remembering what went on the night before. I seemed to remember making love to Mr. Williams during that night but could not be sure. I noticed a beautiful lavender robe at the end of the bed. and wearing a matching silk gown. The bathroom opened from the bedroom and was lavishly furnished.
I took a long shower which I hoped would help get rid of my hangover. It did. Mr. Williams knocked on the bathroom door. “Are you ok? i think you slept for fifteen hours. I was starting to get worried about you he said. Without invitation, he entered the room holding a big towel in his arms. “Please, Mr. Williams just leave the towel, ” I pleaded.
I then came face to face with him, before asking, did we do anything last night? “I don’t remember anything about last night” I could not finish my question, he rush his self close to me wrapping me in the towel as he took me in his arms.
Our mouth met, I giggled as he shouldered me and carried me onto the bed. It was just then that I realized he had only a robe covering his body. “I adored you. I adore you youth, I adore your sexy looks! I thought to myself what difference does it make that he is three times older than me. We spent the next three days together.
I called my home to let my mother know I was okay. Actually, it made little difference what my mother thought. I knew the only thing she had ever worried about after my father left her was where her next boyfriend was coming from.
Of course, I had to call Alfred and let him know I was going through rehearsals. “Where are you staying? Do you have clother with you? I’m worried sick about you. Are sure you are ok?” Mr. Williams is fitting me out with a new wardrobe.
I’m going to have to do a lot of traveling as the new Miss Teenage All American! I’ll miss you,” he said. “I’ll miss you too, Alfred I really didn’t know if I would miss him or not. What was now happening in my life was too exciting, and each morning,
after Mr. Williams and I made some wonderful love, the days was filled with shopping, and learning the songs I had to sing, and the proper application of makeup. I was on my way to stardom and the world was my oyster.
There wasn’t a thing that I needed that Mr. Williams wouldn’t get me. Money was no object. Once or twice, I was embarrassed when a stranger asked me if Mr. Williams was my father, but it did not seem to bother him. I couldn’t see where age made any difference.
If two people were in love what difference did it make if they were tall or short, old and young, weak and strong? Mr. Williams was good to me, and in return, I gave him my complete love and joyful sex. He would often say I made him feel young.
He worked with me on my acting and my dancing. He knew a great deal about the theater, and tried to get me to learn as much as I could in the year I would reign as Miss Teenager. I never stopped to think about what would happen when the new winner would take my place. “The time has come for me to start working with the new girl he said.
“I have paid the rent for two more years, and I’ll arrange for your acting lessons to continue and introduce you to my assistant who will be working with you from now on. “We can still be together can’t we?” “My child the time has come for me to be working with the new girl.
In this business it is very important to disconnect your personal feeling. I was so turn apart I really didn’t think I could move on. My nose had been wide opened. I forgot about my boyfriend, I gave up everything to be with Mr. Williams and thinking that he would see to it that I gain stardom. But it was all a big lie.
He had spoiled me with all the gift and would not, gave me some tips, but I still had to work hard studying in my acting classes and singing. I called Mr. Williams several times and he would never return my calls. As time went on it was said that, Mr. Williams treat all the newbie young girls like that.
He empowers their self-esteem and take a advantage of their body, soup up their minds then send them out chasing their dream with a broken heart. As I continue to reach my own success, I realize that happiness isn’t about success.
Happiness starts from the inside and happiness is what I had left behind back home. I never realize it until now that I am successful and I am truly blessed. I never thought that I would go all out like I had done with Mr. Williams, lieing, cheating on my true love, “Alfred who had stuck by me even through the mist of it all.
I don’t need that kind of success where I would be willing to sell my soul for it. I am successful because I am breathing, pretty, smart and have a beautiful family and boyfriend who loves me dearly. I now take acting classes at the college I’m attending now. It feels really good not to be willing to do anything to reach stardom.
The way I see it, ” half of the people who are successful, celebrities are still struggling with love and loneliness. I am truly bless. I haven’t told Alfred everything yet, that will have to take me some time. But he has notice a change in me for the good.