Chapter 7: Glamorous
Franklin pulled up in front of the mansion in Vinewood, loud noise of music was coming out of the house. Tracey got out of the car, Franklin followed suit. He watched her butt shake as she walked in front of him, he fumbled in his pocket for his joint and lighter. He found them, so he left them in his pocket. They walked to the door, and Tracey rang the bell The door opened, where a drunken hyper man wearing a suit greeted them. "If it isn't Donna Harper!" The man shouted. Donna Harper was Tracey's character's name on the sitcom she was in, a minor but funny character. "Come on in!" He said enthusiastically. Tracey and Franklin walked in the door, the music was playing pop and a lot of people were dancing. Several were on the couch getting high, some getting drunk. Then there were a lot of people by the pool, some swimming, others drinking and talking. "I'm gonna grab us some drinks." Tracey told Franklin. "Okay." Franklin replied. Tracey walked away, giving Franklin a show as she walked.
Franklin sat in a chair, he fished out his joint and lit it. Tracey approached him, she had a beer in one hand and a Pina Colada in the other. She handed Franklin the beer, he took a sip before sitting it down and hitting the joint. "Can I have a hit?" She asked Franklin. "Sure." Franklin replied. He handed the joint to Tracey, she hit it and exhaled the smoke. "Damn, you have good shit." She told him. "Best in San Andreas." Franklin replied. "So, how have you been?" Tracey asked Franklin. "Been good, opened up a recording studio." Franklin replied. "Really?" Tracey asked. "Yeah, just started this morning. Got a few clients already though, the previous owner is the manager of Madd Dogg and Jackie V. One is an old school gangster rapper, the other is a pop star." Franklin replied. "Cool, if you become a famous music producer, that would be amazing!" Tracey exclaimed. "We'll see." Franklin replied.
After a little bit, the two were laughing, drinking, and smoking. Tracey sat in Franklin's lap, the two looked each other in the eyes. They leaned in for a kiss, the two started making out passionately. The speakers started playing "Glamorous" by Fergie. Tracey broke the kiss up, she stood up and looked at Franklin. "Let's dance!" She told him. Franklin stood up, she took him by the hand and lead him to the middle of the room. She started grinding on Franklin like she was a stripper, Franklin grabbed her hips and danced with her. They danced a bit to Fergie, before the music stopped. On a small set up stage, the DJ got on the mic. "Ladies and gentleman, thugs and sluts! It's time for some live music!" The DJ announced. The crowd cheered, including Tracey who was screaming hysterically. "Give it up for this up and coming pop star! Vinewood's very own Jackie V!" The DJ announced. The crowd cheered, Tracey looked at Franklin. "Ain't that the girl from your studio?" She asked him. "Yeah." Franklin replied.
Jackie got on stage, she wore a two piece black bikini with a black veil wrapped around her waist. She grabbed the microphone off the stand, the music played and she started singing. Her song was called "Grove Money" It was a tribute to her Uncle's hard work getting everyone out of the hood. Tracey was impressed with the girl's voice, and the beat of the song. "You know, with you as her producer. You can really make something out of yourself in the music industry." Tracey told Franklin. Carl walked up to Franklin, he was still wearing a suit and he had a blunt in his mouth. "FC!" Carl shouted. "CJ!" Franklin shouted back. The two shook hands, and looked at each other. "Your girl is sounding great, hopefully we can make something happen." Franklin told Carl. "She's still got a lot to learn. I've been in this business for twenty years, I'm still protecting her from the shadt side of the business." Carl replied. "I don't know enough to rip her off, and even if I did. I'm too honest for that." Franklin told Carl. Carl hit his blunt and gave Franklin a hit, Tracey then took a hit. "I'm gonna go mingle, enjoy your time with your girl." Carl told Franklin before walking off.
After a little dancing, some drinking, and a few bong rips. Tracey and Franklin were making out hot and heavy in the bathroom, they had decided to give into their lusts and made the beast with two backs. Franklin lifted Tracey's dress up to reveal she wasn't wearing panties, his well endowed member became hard. He unzipped his pants and pulled it out, he and Tracey made out as he entered her. They thrusted into each other, intensifying Tracey's pleasure. Tracey screamed in ecstasy, Franklin was turned on by her hysteria. "Yeah, you like that don't you?" Franklin asked her. "Yes!" Tracey screamed in response. After a few minutes they both came, Franklin's thrusts slowed down. After a few moments he pulled out and stepped away, Tracey got off the sink she was sitting down and pulled down her dress. Franklin zipped up his pants, they looked at each other and leaned in for another kiss. "That was amazing." Tracey told Franklin. "Yeah, it was." Franklin replied. "Wanna get outta here?" Tracey asked Franklin. "Yeah, let's go." Franklin replied.
Franklin pulled up in Michael's driveway, he and Tracey looked at each other. "You want me to come in?" He asked her. "No, I am not sure what dad would think. But you can walk me to the door." Tracey replied. They got out of the car, Tracey had Franklin by the hand and she walked in front of him. They walked to the front door, where Tracey stopped and faced Franklin. "I had a really good time tonight." She told Franklin. "Me too, babe." Franklin replied. The two French kissed a second, until they were met with the door opening. "Wow." Michael's voice said in a half shocked tone. Franklin knew they were caught, but Tracey tried to hide it. "Dad! It's not what you think!" Tracey told Michael. "It is what I think, and you know what?" Michael asked Tracey. Tracey's heart felt like it was in her stomach, Franklin was a little nervous as well. "It's about time." Michael told them. They were relieved, Franklin looked at his mentor. "What, you had us shipped?" Franklin asked Michael. "I saw the chemistry at Jimmy's birthday party. It's cool, man." Michael replied. Tracey breathed a sigh of relief, Michael walked away leaving the door opened. "Well." Tracey said facing Franklin again. "I guess this is goodnight." Tracey told Franklin. "Goodnight babygirl." Franklin replied. After one more kiss, Tracey walked in the house and shut the door. Franklin got in his car and left to go home.