White Women Have Stepped Their Game Up

By Willie Speight

What started out as a simple bet turned into a real-life situation of sex, lies, and spies. The unthinkable happened when Melissa Williams pulls over and gives a stranger a ride in Alpharetta, Georgia.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Feb 20, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524670856

Willie Speight

• Willie Speight is an American Republican author, with net worth estimated at US$92 million. He is also a film director, writer, producer, is the CEO and Founder of Speight Entertainment Films, CEO and Founder of Speight Enterprises, and CEO & Founder of Colour Koded Corporation in Atlanta. Colour Koded is a Global Makeup Company. Colour Koded became the fastest growing makeup company across the world. In May 2019, Speight Launched Willie Speight Cosmetics. Raised in a Christian home, Willie Speight grew up giving back to less fortunate families. He started The Willie Speight Foundation in Atlanta. The Willie Speight Foundation has helped over 20k less fortunate families across America behind the scenes. A native of York, Alabama, growing up in Alabama molded Speight into a now six foot tall, 245lbs of pure muscle man, with an unprecedented drive and determination. After attending college, he relocated to Huntsville, Alabama where he established his mark as a prestigious entrepreneur by opening numerous businesses. His writing was the result of his first book, "Forbidden Luv." Writing became second nature to Speight, forcing him to release his fourth book only 9 years later. After working countless and feverish hours as if it were a race against time, Speight wrote, Your Child Support Check Ruined Our Child's Life, and national best-selling novel, The Holloway Story," which were all concluded June of 2010. No sooner than establishing his affection as a national best-selling author, Speight embarked upon filmmaking. In late 2007, he proceeded to film a thought provoking synopsis about adults and children switching characters and the journey that life takes them on. Released in selected theaters September of 2008, the sole intention of his debut film, titled "Switching Roles," was to initiate parents and kids to appreciate every role and aspect that life has to offer. At the beginning of 2010, Speight plunged right into his second film. His attention was captivated by "The Holloway Story," which is based on authentic events that occurred in 1987 in his native community of York, Alabama. Although, only a freshman in high school, he has never relinquished the memories of the rape and brutal murder of his fellow classmate, Patricia Ann Hannah. Accompanying those vivid recollections is also the constant reminder of the consequential arrest and conviction of Shelton Jerome Holloway. At the time, Holloway was a mentally challenged janitor at Sumter County High School, Speight and Miss Hannah attended. Shelton Jerome Holloway is serving a life sentence for capital murder in Alabama. After having a huge success in 2015 with his world wide best seller, "Messy Black Women," Speight started working on his next project, "White Women Have Stepped Their Game Up, which hit bookstores and online retailers, February 2017. Willie Speight currently resides in Alpharetta, Georgia. In his spare time, he enjoys traveling to his beach home in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

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Published by AuthorHouse 02/18/2017

ISBN: 978-1-5246-7086-3 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5246-7157-0 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-5246-7085-6 (e)

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7 6 Months Later

Chapter 8 Three Months Later

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 5Years Later

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

WHITE WOMEN HAVE STEPPED THEIR GAME UP………

This book is dedicated to all the women across the world regardless of your skin color. I’ve had several book titles in my mind before settling into the title White Women Have Stepped Their Game Up. Many people, including some family and friends, thought this wouldn’t be a good title because (to them) it seemed I would be degrading my own race. From what I have learned in my life, I seriously think the race thing is only promoted by whomever it benefits at the moment. Speaking from my heart, all people are created by God. He created all races on this earth, whether they are Black, White, Indian, Asian, Chinese, or one of the multitudes of other races that exist.

People, the year is 2017 and it is time to get out that box you’ve been in for the past four decades. Stop sitting around the dinner table with your parents that have the old way of thinking that tells you to not communicate with someone because of their race or their skin color. Believe it or not, we all need each other. I will never allow myself or my kids to think one race is superior or inferior to another race. To my female fans who have been following my career for the past 7 years, I love you. To my new female fans who will be reading my book for the very first time, I love you also. I am so excited about this new book because I believe it has the power to change many people’s way of thinking about women in general not just white women. The best blessing that we can give each other is to love one another. In closing, I’d like to share a sentence with you from my grandmother, the late, great Isabella Williams; I’ll never forget growing up in York, Alabama. Adjust Your Mirror Before You Talk About Someone Else.

CHAPTER 1

Mommy is daddy going to make it? asked five-year-old Amanda as she stood beside her mother. She and her mother peered through the small emergency glass window while watching her father getting operated on at Piedmont Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia.

Daddy had a head-on car collision with an eighteen-year-old Roswell High School student named Peter Zorn, who was very well-known for texting while driving. Excuse me, are you Melissa Williams? pronounced Dr. Scott, while his assistant escorted her daughter to a private room.

Yes, I am Melissa Williams, How is he? Putting her head in her hands she cried and asked, Is he going to be okay? Head down, no eye contact, Dr. Scott looks up. I’m sorry, but things aren’t looking good right now.

What are you talking about? yelled Melissa with tears in her eyes. We just spoke two hours ago before he left his office. He was planning on cooking dinner for me and his daughter tonight.

I understand and the staff is doing all they can to make him comfortable, but there’s not a lot of time left. Your husband has asked to speak to you and his daughter. Melissa walked into the emergency room and held her husband’s hand as he lay helpless on his hospital bed and spoke to him. We are the perfect family. How could this ever happen to us? All of this seems like a dream. I never thought anything like this would happen to us. Melissa gazed at the wall reminiscing about the conversation they had just moments before the accident.

Honey guess what? I got a raise, says Charles.

Congratulations, I’m so happy for you, replied Melissa.

I’m headed to Publix. I want to cook my two special girls their favorite meal, and then later we need to talk. Charles is an ex-Navy Sailor who kept his gay relationship away from his family. After living for decades, It wasn’t until later that he realized coming out and living an openly gay life was the key to his happiness. He felt the reason gay men are outperforming the good-old-boys in business is due to a new paradigm for effective leadership that is proving to meet the needs and values of today’s empowered workforce. As he was about to text his boyfriend reminiscing the moments of them being together, his car was struck head-on. Melissa could hear the crash and then the phone hung up.

Promise me one thing, says Charles, in a soft voice.

Yes, Honey! replied Melissa as he snapped her out of the daze she was in.

Please take care of our daughter, do what you do best, educate people. I love you. As the monitor sounds increase Melissa knows this is the end. NO, NO, NO, says Melissa as she wailed and tugged at her husband’s arm.

Someone please get her out of here, yelled an assistant.

Once Melissa was unwillingly escorted out of the room, she felt a small tap on her leg. She looked down and her daughter looked up and asked, Mommy, why are you crying? Why is daddy lying down with a sheet over his face? Tell him to get up because we gotta go home and get some sleep because tomorrow is a big day for me at school and he has to take me.

Daddy didn’t make it.

What do you mean mommy?

Daddy is dead! He was killed in a car wreck leaving work. Melissa hugs her child. Let’s go home.

CHAPTER 2

It’s been 5 years now and Melissa has decided that dating is completely out of the picture until her daughter graduates from high school. The closest she’ll ever get to a man would be sniffing different men colognes that she sprayed on her Egyptian cotton royal blue sheets.

Melissa walked into her daughter’s room and flicked on the light. Get up; it’s time to get dressed for school.

Amanda pulls the cover over her face. Do I have to get up? I’m still tired. What time is it?

It’s time for you to get up and get dressed for school, now move it missy.

Ugh! I hate school, groaned Amanda.

That’s exactly why you’re going. Melissa muttered to herself, Ugh! This child of mine always has something extra to say as if she doesn’t know this is an everyday routine. She must forget how hard I work. Amanda shouts, Mom, Where’s the toothpaste?

Amanda, did you look under the sink?

Here take this!

Baking soda! Mom are you serious? You want me to brush my teeth with this?

Yes, it will help brighten your smile, says Melissa smiling as she watches the expression on her daughter’s face.

As she makes her way downstairs she couldn’t help but think about how privileged her child was. For Amanda to be so lazy, she still gets what she wants just made her shake her head. As she stood gazing out the kitchen window for about 20 minutes Amanda finally comes downstairs. You kids nowadays have it made in life. You have no bills or any major responsibilities, all you have to do is go to school, stated Melissa.

Huh! What did you say Mom? replied Amanda.

I said, I’m working for you and all you have to do is go to school.

Ohh! Well, how do I look today? says Amanda completely disregarding that statement her mother made.

Like a kid in seventh grade.

Really that’s it Mom? says Amanda.

You look nice Amanda, are you going to eat before you head out for school?

NO, what time is it? I’m going to ride to school with Stacey today. Where in the hell do you think you are going with those tight jeans on?

To school and mom I just asked you how did I look and you said nicely. You’re the one who bought these jeans.

Well, it’s 7:30 and I still think you need to change those pants.

Mom, I’m grown and I need my field trip money.

Since you’re grown, you shouldn’t need me to pay for it. Who do I need to make this check out to, and who are you texting this time of the morning?

Mom will you relax, it’s Stacey letting me know she was outside and she wanted to know was I wearing the expensive outfit that you bought me.

Well, you only wear the best because that’s what I buy you so I don’t know why she would ask you that. Which reminds me, when we go shopping this weekend there is a new designer out with some $400.00 jeans that I want to get for you.

Yes, I can’t wait! Why are so many of the girls at school jealous of me? It’s because they don’t have what you have! Melissa replied.

Oh! Well, I never did anything to them.

You don’t have to Amanda, you have to realize we live in a very expensive home and you don’t want for anything. That’s why I don’t have many women as friends.

Mommy I like my friends I have, says Amanda. Well that’s good Amanda but wait until you turn 36 like me. You still have time to live and learn."

As they head out the door Melissa yells, Here, you forgot your field trip money again and I shouldn’t let you go considering how your grades have been looking lately. They really need to improve Amanda. I’m tired of all the D’s and F’s on your report card.

Okay, Okay! I’ll try to do better." Amanda replied and then ran off to get in the car with Stacey.

Meanwhile, Melissa handed her bags to the chauffeur.

Good morning Mrs. Williams, says Chuck.

Good morning Chuck, how are you?

I can’t complain Mrs. Williams. As she gets in the car she noticed across the street that there are some people looking at a home that’s on the market to be sold. I hope they are not about to move over here! commented Melissa.

What is wrong with the house Mrs. Williams?

Nothing, they’re black and you just never know what kind of black people you’re getting. My best friend is black and I love her to death but still some black people will mess things up for you.

Well, what about me Mrs. Williams I’m black, blurted Chuck.

No kidding Chuck! I would have never guessed. They both laugh! She sat in the car hoping that they were civilized and not wild and crazy. Melissa couldn’t help but notice the young men were playing loud music, walking around with their pants hanging down with wife beater t-shirts on. She shakes her head as they pull off. Take me to Best Breakfast on Peachtree, says Melissa.

Chuck asks, Is there anything, in particular, you would like to listen to on your way?

Surprise me! Melissa responds. On the way to the restaurant she sits back and thinks about how blessed she is and how proud her husband would be of her. She has tried her best to keep his dying wish which was for her to continue to educate people and take care of Amanda. So far she has been doing a great job at it. She has an awesome job where she’s greatly appreciated and respected by everyone who works there as well as frequent visitors. Sometimes she can’t believe that she has made it this far without Charles. He has always been her backbone. He was not just her husband, he was her best friend.

We finally arrive at the restaurant. I couldn’t help but tell Chuck that his music selection was horrible and that I will consider picking my own stations from now on. He walks around and opens the door. Chuck I need you to do me a favor? says Melissa.

Yes, Mrs. Williams.

Let me pick the music next time.

Ok, Mrs. Williams, was the music that bad?

Melissa smiles, let’s just say I’m glad I had something to keep my mind occupied until we got here. They both laughed as she walked into the restaurant.

Hey, I’m sorry I’m late I know this breakfast isn’t cheap, says Melissa as she sat down next to her best friend Dr. Marie Davis. The two have been friends for years. They tell each other everything and Marie was there for her more than anyone when Charles passed away. I don’t mind paying for good food. This place has the best breakfast in Atlanta. The question is do you have time to eat Ms. Busy Body? How’s Amanda?

She is fine, except for them damn grades, replied Melissa.

Is she still making F’s on her report card? Dr. Davis responds.

Startled by her comment Melissa looks up and says, My daughter isn’t making F’s on her report card.

Well excuse me! What grades is she making?

Brows raised, My child is making D’s for your information.

What grade is she in now?

Seventh I suppose, replied Melissa.

You suppose? You should know what grade your child is in. Are you helping her with her homework asks Dr. Davis? Melissa looks around as if Marie wasn’t talking to her. After ignoring the question for a minute she looks at her and says, "Look! I have a business to run. I don’t have time to help her with her homework.

Wow, really Melissa! Well, you can’t be upset that she brings home bad grades when you won’t even try to help her. I know if Stephen came home with D’s he would have to answer to me and my belt, says Dr. Davis.

That’s why you have your home and I have mine, and besides whipping kids is against the law. I prefer to ground her, replies Melissa.

Dr. Davis responds immediately, Ground my butt! My mother didn’t cut any corners with me and I’m not cutting them with Stephen. He already knows better.

Speaking of business to run, when do you plan to open your own business, or are you going to work for corporate America for the rest of your life? say Dr. Davis.

Girl, please! As long as they are paying me I don’t care. I’m the manager! I don’t want the responsibilities of owning a business of my own Melissa replies. Melissa that’s crazy talk, say Dr. Davis. Well, I guess you are aware of the 40-40-40 plan?

No! I’m not aware of that plan, states Melissa.

You will work for corporate America 40 hours a week, for 40 years so you can retire with 4% income. In your case, you have twenty years left. Oh, and another thing why are things always black and white with you? When you bought your home you wanted it in an all-white community. Melissa stared blankly. It has nothing to do with black or white. You’re my best friend and you’re black. I just chose to live where I want to live because I can afford to. Maybe corporate America has made me this way but there is nothing wrong with wanting to live in an all-white community."

Marie shakes her head. It’s people like you who get a fancy job and make others feel bad because they can’t do what you do but I’m going to pray for you.

Marie, I have always dreamed of living in a very expensive community. What’s wrong with wanting and having the finer things in life, explains Melissa.

It’s just funny to me how one position has changed you so much Melissa.

Change is a good thing Marie.

Marie shakes her head again in disgust. Let me tell you something whether you want to hear this or not! You are a thirty-six-year-old white woman, who is in the second half of her life. Do you want to continue to take a back seat to coach a team or would you like to own one? You really need to put faith in the lord and stop working for corporate America.

Well today is payday and 8 hours from now I will have 5,000 reasons to defend why I work for corporate America, says Melissa. Marie still looked at her friend in a confused way.

Look, that’s exactly how they trap you. You really need to open your own business. Melissa gives a look as if she is so over the conversation, but yet she feels the need to respond to satisfy her friend. Maybe you are right! I’m scared. I’m like most Americans who are comfortable with knowing that their paycheck is every week. Marie instantly takes a deep breath. She can clearly see that what she is saying to her friend is going in one ear and coming out the other. I really don’t understand you! How can you feel comfortable rolling out of your nice king size bed to look pretty and make someone else rich? The same mentality that you have to work for your company for twenty years to make a lousy ten percent is the same mentality you need to have to make hundred percent for yourself.

What do you mean Marie?

"Think about it. Do you run that whole operation yourself?

Yeah!

Well, what does your boss do?

She’s rarely at the office. She likes to play golf with her corporate friends, replies Melissa. Exactly, just what I thought! All she cares about is how much money you make her company. Those customers come to see you, not your boss.

But I don’t have the responsibilities my boss has.

What responsibilities? Writing checks to her employees?

No, she has overhead expenses.

Marie is so