s*x, Drugs and Wrestling (The Story of Jessica Davis)

New York Trip

After a week of school as soon as we got out on Friday we went directly to the air terminal; The Harper Mark jet was ready to go. Steve had asked Angela O’Malley to go with him, so of course she was going with a Tracy she had to look her best, the Tracy’s only had the best and were the best.

We landed in New York and a limo brought us to the hotel of course the best five star hotel in New York. Hope had the penthouse rented it was a huge three bedroom apartment. Jager and Steve stayed in one room, Angela and I had a room together and Hope had the master.

As soon as we got to the penthouse “Go to your room and get into your clothes that are laid out. We are going to dinner and to a Broadway show.” Hope commanded.

We went to our rooms and the dresses were laid out with our names on them, Hope had a red one strap dress for me with layers of flowing ruffles that swayed. For Angela she had a purple dress with the same design. It was a nice dress just not for me, red is so not my color. But as usual I rocked it. When we came downstairs the boys were in tuxes. Hope came down in this straight white silk dress it was beautiful.

“We are all ready.” Hope smiled.

We all went down to the lobby where a limo was waiting, we went to this five star restaurant. I had the best fillet I have ever eaten in my entire life with a lobster tail that was almost as good as Ellie’s it was an amazing meal. This chocolate mousse dessert that was to die for. Then we went to Broadway for a showing of Grease. Those people singing and dancing it was amazing.

After the show we went back to the hotel and went to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a huge day trying to pick out a dress was going to be hard. I was so particular it had to fit right and I had to love it. But for now I’m off to dream land till morning.

We got up in the morning, I headed to the shower and got ready for our day of shopping. I hate shopping, it’s like pulling teeth. Going over and over stuff, I want to die just thing about it.

“Jessica hurry up we are going to be late.” Hope called out.

“I’m on my way Mother.” I yelled back as I walked out of the room. “I’m ready let’s go.”

I walked over to Jager kissed him, he put his arm around me and we left the penthouse. We went downstairs, got in the limo and drove to a small studio. I was thinking what was this; I thought we were going to a designer store, not a small little studio.

We went in to the studio it was the studio of the world’s best designer, Marco Morella. I was amazed, how did Hope know him? His clothes are amazing.

Hope introduced all of us to him. He had that Italian accent, oh he was charming.

“Ah Hope darling how are you?” He kissed Hope on one cheek and then the other. “You look stunning Bella.” Marco embellished.

“Thank you darling.” Hope smiled at him.

He had a rack of dresses Angela had picked out this dress that was ruffled on the bottom with a crinoline that made it bigger and a nice bell shape, the top has long sleeves not too wide on the shoulders but enough to cover them, the material was cut in a straight line across her chest. It was a nice canary yellow. Steve approved. Marco had a yellow silk vest, yellow tie and cummerbund. He did look pretty sharp. I was shocked Steve wanted to go out of the box. Steve was always go with the status quo; he must really like Angela to go that far out of the box. I know Jager will not match my color if it’s like pink or something.

Steve and Jager tuxes were fitted except for Jagers vest and cummerbund. Angela dress fit so good Marco did not have to do anything for it to fit. I still don’t know what I want.

“Beauty which one do you want?” Marco asked.

“I mean no disrespect but I don’t like either.” I replied.

“No neither?” Marco questioned.

“I’m sorry but no.” I answered

“What do you want?” Marco inquired.

“I want some elegant, classy mixed with a fairly tale like. Truly something like Audrey Hepburn meets Cinderella.” I replied.

“And in what color?” Marco wondered.

“I’m not sure I like purples, blues, pinks, black and whites. I like it with thin straps with no sleeves. Plus it has to have long gloves. I know am asking a lot but you asked what I was looking for.” I imaged the perfect dress.

“I will fix it give me a few minutes. But here try these gloves.” Marco said

He passed over this pair of silk baby blue gloves for me to try on. The color was perfect. Lavender, pink and pale blues are my favorite colors. As I tried on the gloves Marco was drawing on his sketch book. With in minutes Marco had drawled the perfect dress. It was baby blue with thin straps about an inch to two inches wide. The back was very open. It was slightly v shaped. It was straight and fitted threw the to the stomach. Then the dress had to have a crinoline because it had a little lift on the bottom, it didn’t quite bell but it was a nice flare. It was perfect.

“Is this to your liking Jessica?” Marco asked.

“It looks good on paper I would have to try it.” I answered.

“Hope darling take the children to lunch I will have it made in an hour or so.” Macro kissed Hope on the hand.

“Okay we will go for lunch; there is a nice bistro in Manhattan I can take them too. Thank you Marco for doing this.” Hope blushed.

“Ah Bella, you know I would do anything for you.” Marco kissed Hope’s hand again.

“Let’s go guys we will be back in two hours, Bye Marco.” Hope smiled at Marco. I was wondering Hope was doing her treatments in New York, well maybe she was doing more than just treatments.

We went to this nice little bistro in Manhattan, we had a great lunch.

Jager looked at me. “You are going to make you make me wear baby blue.” He was not impressed.

“Just think of how sexy you will look.” I smiled.

“You are lucky I love you so much that I would do anything for you.” Jager glared at me.

I leaned in over the table and kissed him. “Baby I know how lucky I am.”I smiled and I winked at him.

We finished lunch and headed back to Marco’s he had the dress done just as it was drawn. It was beautiful. When we went in he passed me a bra that was like a clip that hooked into your side with no back. It felt like it was going to cut me off but what lift it had, it was like I went from a D to a DD in seconds. I put on the dress; it showed a little bit of cleavage, it had a white and sliver sequence across the top. It was like a thick 2 inch border. The straps had the same type sequence for the straps that flowed down the back of the dress and met at the end of back. I did look like a princess or at least I felt that way.

“You look stunning.” Hope smiled.

“I’m so jealous.” Angela remarked.

“I have a tiara for your dress also.” Marco added.

“Jager what do you think?” I asked.

“You are an angel. I am the luckiest guy in the world to have you be with me.” He was stammering a little bit. That’s how I knew it was perfect.

I went in and got changed Marco got Jager his cummerbund, vest, tie and fitted him out. Then we were getting ready to leave. Marco was getting ready to come with us. I was wondering why Marco was coming with us. We got in the limo and the next thing I knew we were at Tiffany’s oh my god Tiffany’s. Every girl in the world wanted something from Tiffany’s. I remember the first time I seen breakfast at Tiffany’s.

We walked in and all around their was immaculate jewelry but there were these platinum earrings, they were studs well a little bigger then studs but you get the point; I hate dangly earrings. 1.4 carat of blue tanzanite, surrounded by small diamonds equaling one carat. I could so see those earrings with my dress the contrast between dark blue and light blue. Then their was a 1.5 carat tanzanite teardrop pendent surrounded by small diamonds totaling 1 carat. But wait there is more; the ring was a teardrop shape tanzanite 2 carat, Platinum surrounded by 1 carat of diamonds. It was the most beautiful set I have ever seen in my life, but it was twelve thousand dollars. Angela had picked out this yellow gold diamond set, earring and necklace; it was a thousand. Which for in this time is very expensive, Jager gave me a yellow gold diamond ring that cost a lot of money. I couldn’t take this set. It was twelve thousand dollars wow I wouldn’t even ask for that.

Hope had seen me staring at this amazing set. “It is nice isn’t it?” Hope said

“It’s remarkable.” I exclaimed but knowing it was too expensive.

Hope called over the salesman. “Sir could you please take these out so my daughter can try them on?” Hope asked.

“Very well Ms. Tracy.” The salesman answered.

“Mother why tease.” I was sadden I knew they were too expensive.

“Put them on.” Hope smiled.

Hope did up the clasp on the necklace, the salesman put in the earrings and I slid on the ring. I could image it with the dress and that classic Audrey Hepburn hairstyle with the tiara. I could have cried knowing that I would never get to actually see it.

“Yes we must have that.” Hope told the salesman.

“Mother that is too expensive.” I announced that half of the store heard me.

The salesman walked away with the set to wrap it. “My darling there is nothing on this earth that is too expensive, or too good for you. You will only have the best.” Hope emphasized.

“Thank you. Can you get him to put it in that Tiffany’s wrapping paper and ribbon?” I smiled.

“You have watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s too many times.” Hope laughed. “Okay. Sir my daughter is a huge fan of Tiffany’s could you please.”

The salesman cut her off “Yes madam every girl deserves her Tiffany’s box wrapped in blue paper and silver bow.” The salesman smiled at me.

I left there that day the happiest girl in the world. I felt like Holly Golightly with my Tiffany’s box. I was giddy; I could not believe that my mother bought that set for me. After it was wrapped we went back to the penthouse, got ready went for dinner and a show. I was still happy with my tiffany’s set. We came back to the penthouse went to bed. We flew out early morning and headed back to Boston. I could not wait for prom. The end of May was not going to go fast enough.