Just Make Him Beautiful (19 page)

“I’m Keith
,
by the way,” he stated
as he
extend
ed
his hand to shake mine.

I shook his hand in return.
“
I’m
Cam
.
”
I realized he didn’t have a clue as to who I was.

“
It’s n
ice to meet you
,
Cam
. Ah, you’re kinda
young
.
Y
ou mind if I ask how
old
you are?”

I answered with a slight attitude,
“I’m twenty-two
.
H
ow old are you?”

“I’m thirty-two
.
”
He looked
as though he didn’t believe me
,
taking a closer look at my facial features.

“What’s wrong
?
D
o I have something on my face or something?”

“Yeah, you do
,
as a matter of fact.”

“And what’s that?”
I brush
ed
the braids out of my face
,
trying to look grown up
.

“Youth and familiarity,” he said with a smile.

“What is that suppose
d
to mean?” I said
, folding my arms.

“Hey, let’s go over on the other side w
h
ere we can
sit down and
talk
,
where it’s
not so loud.
You game?
”
He held his hand out, allowing me to lead the way.

I didn’t know where I was going
,
but I followed the crowd going in the direction
Robin and I had entered. I looked for her as I continued to walk and noticed that she was on the dance floor dancing with some sissy.
She’s such a
f
ag
-
hag
, I thought to myself.
 
I gave her
a
thumbs
-
up to let her know I was okay
,
and she returned the gesture.

We made our way over
to the other side of the club
,
where it was more secluded and less noisy.

“Would you like something to drink?” Mr. Jamison asked
,
before taking a seat at a booth.

“Ah, I’ll have whatever you’re having,” I replied
,
not really knowing what to ask for.

“Ok
ay
, I’ll be right back.”

I sat there thinking how sexy Mr. Jamison looked in his wifebeater and loose
-
fitting jeans that hung off his firm melon
-shaped
booty.
Chile
, I was so moist between my legs
. I couldn’t believe that I was actually spending time with a man that I had dreamed about so many times in my past.

It’s interesting how
,
once you stop thinking about someone
,
they seem to pop up out of nowhere. Just like I had stop
ped
thinking about Junior
,
and out of nowhere, he show
ed
up at my prom. Now, here I s
at
spending time with Mr. Jamison
.
A
in’t
that
a
trip? And
,
honey, I
was
gonna enjoy every minute of it.

I remember
ed
that day back in gym class when he was showing us how to swim and
he grabbed me around my waist to keep me from drowning. My little fourteen
-
year
-
old body rubbed up against his hard manly body
,
and I thought I was gonna faint. Be still
,
my racing heart.
Then,
suddenly, it dawned on me that Mr. Jamison didn’t even remember who I was. And
,
for some reason, th
at
sadden
ed
me.

“
H
ope I wasn’t go
ne
to
o
long,
Cam
.
” Mr. Jamison handed me a
Corona
with a slice of lime on top.

“Naw, not at all
.
”
I
took
a sip of my
Corona
,
still trying to act grown up
.

“That’s good because you are way to
o
sexy
-
looking to be left alone too long
,
and I didn’t want to have to fight somebody to get them away from you
.
”
Keith
look
ed
at me as though he could eat me
alive
.

“Wow
!
”
I turned to face him.
“
Keith
,
that was really nice of you to say
,
but you don’t
even
remember
who I am. Why is that?
”

“
Who said I didn’t remember you?” he
said
, looking dead in my eyes.
 

“So who am I?”

“You
’
r
e
Cameron Wilson
,
from my
seventh-
grade math class
a few years ago. And I know you can’t be no older than
eighteen. S
o
,
how did you get in here?
”
he asked with a raised eyebrow.

I was so shocked that he remembered
who I was
,
my mouth
practically dropped to the floor.
I felt so stupid, trying to act
so
grown up, and he knew all along I was just putting on a show.
Something inside of me just wanted to get up and leave
,
but another side of me wanted him to hold me tight and kiss me like I’
d
never been kissed before.

O
ut of
nowhere
, I asked, “Can I kiss you?” 
B
efore he had a chance to answer, I literarily threw myself at him and kissed him dead in the mouth.

“Whoa
!
”
he said, pulling away.
“
Cameron, slow yo
’
roll,
shawty
.
”

“
I
-
I
-
I
-
I’m sorry, Mr. Jamison
…
I mean Keith. I’ve just always wanted to do that since the day I walked into your classroom,” I answered softly
,
ashamed
at
being rejected.

I
n the back of my mind
though
,
all I could think about was how
juicy
his lips were.
God had answered prayer
,
because
Mr. Jamison
was
b
eautiful
.

“I’m flattered
,
Cameron, I really am
,
but you’re a little to
o
young for me. Don’t get me wrong
, y
ou’ve grown into a very attractive shawty, but I’m not into minors.
”

“
But
I’ll be
eighteen
in a few months,” I whin
ed
.

“I tell you what, here’s my card. Give
me a call if you ever just want to talk or
need
help getting into
a
good university
.
”
Keith
hand
ed
me his
card and walk
ed
away.
 

After getting my thoughts together and figuring out how I was gonna make Mr. Jamison my man, I went to the other side of the club to check on my girl Robin.
And
,
just as I thought, she was surrounded by so many queens
,
and the music was so loud, I couldn’t get her attention to let her know I was ready to leave.

I stood around the dance floor and noticed Mr. Jamison bumping and grinding
with some little white queen.
Chile
, no
,
that bitch wasn’t gonna take my man. I became so furious, I strutted right out on the dance floor and got in between Mr. Jamison and her. So
,
as I
did the
bump and grind with Mr. Jamison, he didn’t seem to care what was going on
,
because he was so into the music
and obviously had a little too much to drink,
that he
continued to bum
p
and grind
along with me.

Fortunately, Ms. Thang got the message and stomped off the dance floor. This was fine by me because Mr. Jamison and I danced like we were the only two on the dance floor.

His manhood was so big and hard as I felt it pressed against my crotch while we continued to bump and grind to the music, I thought I was in heaven. Mr. Jamison held on
to my small waist, looked me in my eyes
,
and licked his lips like LL Cool J.
Honey
,
that was all it took
.

I leaned in and kissed him
once
again. And this time, he suddenly stopped dancing and pulled my face away from his with the palm of his hands. He looked at me strangely at first and then said something that I
did
n’t hear because the music was so loud. He then pulled me into him and kissed me so passionately that
,
in my mind, everything froze in time
…
the music, the flashing lights, people on the dance floor
,
and more importantly, my heart.

Our moment in time c
a
me to an end when the club lights began to flash on and off and the DJ announced, “Last call.”

“Ah dayuuuum
,
shawwwwty
!
I didn’t mean to do dat,” Mr. Jamison slurred
.
H
e pulled away from me
and began
stumbling off the dance floor.

I wanted to run after him and beg him to be with me
,
but that would
’ve
ma
d
e me look like a desperate, immature, little queen.
I thought the best thing for me to do was to wait a few days, call him and let him know I needed some serious help.

“
Chile
,
that
man don’t know what he’s in
for
,
” I said to myself
,
searching the crowd for Ms. Fag
-
hag.

Moments later, I saw Robin outside talking to a group of queens standing in the parking lot. “Robin, are you ready to go?” I asked, as I stood in front of her and her new friends.

“Heeeey
,
Cam
, le
-
le
-
let me in
-
introduce you to my friends
.
”

“
Chile
boo, your ass is drunk.
”
I
grabbed her by the waist.  “
I’m gonna take you home so you can sleep that shit off
.
”

“Bye
,
y’all
.
I
-
I guess it
-
it time ta
-t
a go, huh
.
”

“Yes
,
it is
,
my lil
f
ag
-h
ag,” I replied
,
walking her to the car.