Five weeks later . . .
Joanna had thought the first ten weeks with Trevor were the best weeks of her life – until the last five weeks she had spent with him. She didn’t know she could be this happy. Trevor had taken her to the country club as his guest. He had tried to teach her how to play golf. With him standing behind her trying to teach her how to swing the club every time she had to hit the ball, it made both of them horny. They hadn’t made it to the sixth hole, but to one of the landscaping sheds. Trevor had bent her over a work bench and plowed into her from behind. Afterwards, they had not been in the mood to complete the lesson. They had gone to the Hudson condo at the Waldorf Astoria and hit the bedroom for round two.
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Joanna was finishing dusting the sitting room in the east wing when Selena came in carrying Chris. “Joanna,” Selena began. “Yes?” “I talked to Beverly yesterday evening. She said she had a nasty exchange with you and a group of girls that afternoon,” Selena stated. “Well, it wouldn’t have been any nastiness at all if Beverly would have kept her distance,” Joanna said in a matter of fact tone. Selena’s mouth dropped open. &
Joanna opened her eyes. Her head was on Trevor’s chest. Panic struck her when she realized it was light outside. She turned to look at the clock. It was seven a.m. “Oh my god,” she hissed. She lifted her head to look at Trevor. He was sound asleep. If she wanted to get to the estate by eight a.m. she had to hurry. Joanna eased off the bed as quickly and quietly as possible. Trevor was a heavy sleeper but she didn’t want to test fate by being careless. Joanna couldn’t afford to have him distract her. Otherwise, she would never get out the door. Her plan had been to leave last night after Trevor had, but both of them had fallen asleep after they had made love. Joanna was
It was Monday, and Joanna and several of her classmates turned in their portfolios to the assistant dean of the school for him to turn over to the mystery judges to review. On Wednesday, the judges will make themselves known when they reviewed the students’ outfits. Joanna was excited and anxious about the process. It counted for six credits and the top two people who got the highest grades would get a professional review in a fashion magazine. If she was one of the awardees, it could really jump start her career in fashion design. She had thirty minutes until her next class so she hung out in one of the sitting areas upstairs looking out at the city. New York. A city full of possibilities
Joanna had stopped at a restaurant that had a big bathroom on her way to the café where she was supposed to meet Selena. She changed into a pair of old shorts and a gray shirt. She put her hair up in a ponytail and washed her face free of make-up with a wash-cloth she had in her purse. The last thing Joanna needed was to stun Selena senseless by showing up looking the way Clarice looks. She was fifteen minutes late getting to the café, but she got there. It was the café they used to have coffee in before Selena got married. “Hi,” Joanna said as she approached the table two tables away from the front window. “I’m sorry I’m late.” “Well, a
For the first time in almost two weeks all the Hudsons were together for breakfast. Selena asked everyone questions like she hadn’t seen them in six months. “Bruce, how are things going with Catherine?” she asked. “Great. Couldn’t go any better actually,” Bruce bragged with a little smile. “Oh?” Christopher asked with interest. “Do tell.” “Please don’t,” Trevor pleaded. “We’re eating.” “Not even you can get to me this morning, Trevor,” Bruce said w
The fashion students could hardly believe their eyes when they got a look at the three judges. New York born fashion designer, Mickey James, ELLE magazine’s fashion writer, Deidre Payne, and famous French clothing designer, Coco Blanchet were the judges. Keyonna, Joanna, and twenty other students stood next to their creations trying not to fangirl out, as Keyonna would say. It felt like Joanna had to wait for hours for them to get to her station, but they finally did. “Nice,” Deidre Payne commented as she looked over Joanna’s wedding dress. “Thank you,” Joanna whispered.&
It was Thursday morning, and Joanna was helping Winifred clean the ballroom. Courtney was busy cleaning the crystals on the chandelier in the dining room and then she had to do the foyer chandelier. Joanna’s cell rang in her apron. She looked at the caller ID. It was from the doctor’s office that was affiliated with one of the hospitals in the city. They were probably calling about her birth control pill request. “Hello?” “Ms. Joanna Yoder?” “Yes.” “This is Talia, Dr. Patel’s nurse.
There was a makeup artist and hairstylist who prepared Joanna to be interviewed. Keyonna had arrived and she had spun around like Michael Jackson when they had told her she was one of the winners for the fashion review. Deidre Payne had shown up to interview them and to get quotes from Professor Quest and Coco Blanchet.A photographer took Joanna and Keyonna’s pictures next to their creations individually. Then they posed together in front of the rows of fabric. They even took pictures with Coco. They were going to be featured in the October issue of the magazine.Once everything was said and done, Keyonna twirled around and danced out the conference room to rush home to tell her family. Joanna was gathering her wits. It seemed like everything was happening so fast. When she had said this to Professor Quest, he had said, “Get used to it. You’re in the big leagues now, Joanna. The f