The MakeUp Artist Internship

I Felt Free

Johnny hugs me and tells me I look great.   I am so tired.   He asks where we want to go for lunch.  Mom was hungry for some kind of fusion stuff, so we went there.   I sat behind them in the SUV.   They were in love.  You could feel it.   He rested his head on hers.  They held hands.   They were tired.   Johnny was tired from the tour but today was the last day.   "I jsut cannot wait to rest.   To have a free evening," he said.  Lunch was delicious.   Johnny asked how working the election was and I said, "Long and boring."  He laughed.   They asked about Charisse. 

"What exactly does she do?"  Johnny asked.
"She is a trust fund baby.   She is an activist and she worked as the director for a women's shelter.  I go there and it's depressing."
"Do you love her?"
"Well, I like her.   I don't want to marry her."
"Well that is good."
"Good. You are young," Mom said.  
"So, you're coming home with us?"
"For the rest of November, as I will be in Europe for Christmas.  I will be back after.   I am trying to talk your mom into retiring."  He grabbed her hand.  

After lunch, we go back to the hotel.I nap.   However, in a few rooms away I hear mom and Johnny.  I hear the moaning and her crying out his hame and the sound of bedsprings.  I look at my phone.   "Jade, I don't know what in the fuck you are doing, but I am waiting!!!"   I took a picture of my hinterlands.  Sent it and she said, "There, that's a good girl.   I wish my face was there."  I smiled.     "I miss you too," I texted back.   "You really do miss me, because I miss you a lot!  I can't wait to see you Monday night!"    I sleep well for a time.  Then we go to the stadium.  I hang out with mom and the wives and they are glamorous people.   When Johnny got done checking everything, he and mom went into the dressing room.  I sat on the stage with one of the young stagehands, texting Scott and Charisse,  

     "Mom's getting lucky in Johnny's room," I told Scott. 
"Lucky mom."
"So what are you and Lauren doing tonight."
"Going over the interagency for Disney.   We are going on thanksgiving."
"Johnny is coming here."
"Fuck.   I want to drink one beer with him."

     Then there was needy Charisse.

      "I ordered pizza in tonight," she texts. 
"You can go out with your friends."
"I may later.   A blues group I like plays tonight."
"I think you should go."
"Where are you?"
"Sitting in the steps of the stage.   Johnny and my mom are in his dressing room."
"Wow!"
"Everyone know's you are his little girl.   You ooze him but in a feminine way."
"My kindergarten teacher called me Edward Scisssorhands because we had the same mannerisms and I was so soft spoken."
"I bet you were adorable." I was. I was so shy though.

     I get out a diary.   It is now the beginning of 2017 and mom is hoping for a FRIENDSHIP with Jeff Raypole but he was still more.  "I had to get a colonoscopy today.   I didn't have a ride so I asked Jeff.  His car was kind of dirty, he reeked like Joop!, and he was so kind and attentive.  I love, love, love that he loves the greasy spoons and he spring for breakfast.  He seems so lonely.   I feel bad but maybe a friendship can develop from this....    I am still hurting from Erik.   I can't stop eating and I go longingly to his page wishing if was last summer.  My friends say that it is his fault because he led me on, but it is my fault, as I followed but I just wanted a piece of that 'good marriage' pie.  I know I will ne ver see Johnny again and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of him.   I am reminded of him when I see Jade, who is living at home to save money.  She's beginning to date a girl and I don't know how to feel about that, but I do like Sadie.  She's sweet and off of the beaten path, but I do think her true love is Scott.  The way he looks at her....   It's love and he has always been so protective of her...".  She wanted to only be friends, but he warned more and this was sort of disconcerting for her.   "I am going on a cruise,  I don't know if I want to, but I am going on a cruise,  Jeff wants more and o feel so pressured.   A few of my friends say 'Go for it!!!  Love CAN blossom!!'  Maybe they are right and this is the best I can get, but my fiend Yvonne said, 'Don't count Johnny out'.  I am not sure.   I will go on the cruise and hope maybe live will blossom and I won't be as repulsed as I have been.  When he kisses me, I just feel so slimy....   He makes me feel,slimy with the big cars from another era, the dirty house, the trying to show me off, and trying to get me to fuck him. So far I have on,h let him see my boobs. He hates that I a, so proper."   I said to myself, "Mom, don't."   However, fate played a hand and they were walking down the halls of the arena, hand in hand and kissing.   I guessed good things came to those who waited. They are so cute.

      Mom walked over to me, as they are warming up.  She smiled.  "I think, had fate gone my way, I would have had multiple children with Johnny," she said.   I was sure she would.   "I thought that twin flame stuff was a bunch of hooey," she said.  "Thank you so much for being persistent.  Thank you so much for being insistent that I meet him.  I have a whole new life and I owe it all to you."  We watched Johnny do his last concert.  We go to dinner and back to the hotel. I read into the night.   The Raypole years were not good to my mom.... As they make love, I read about Raypole, "I keep eating and eating and eating. Jeff does like to take me to eat. He also mentioned that he was into bigger women. I am beginning to just settle for him. The one I love is divorced and I am sure with lots of prospects. I am not famous, beautiful, or good enough. So, I am settling for mediocrity." Then Grandma got involved. "Had a intervention of sorts today. Mom said I am killing myself with food. Maybe. I mean the love of my life is somewhere, possibly dating someone who is beautiful and perfect for him. I was never perfect for him. That is why he never tried to pursue me after he left Ca. Sometimes I would love to confront him on this...."

"No, mom, fate is playing a hand,". I said as I went to sleep, lulled by the sound of bedsprings in the next room....