"Romeo, you've scared me," I scold the cat because he's just jumped on my lap while I was reading, or rather, daydreaming. The animal ignores me, lying on my thighs and yawning before starting to purr while my fingers rub his soft fur and I lean back on the couch, looking through the window lost in my though.
It's raining in Los Angeles and I can't enjoy the pool and the outdoor living room, my agent has phoned me to cancel a photoshoot that was scheduled on the beach today and I'm stuck in this house, bored, while Iselen is working at the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. I took my dogs out for a walk, had a shower later because I came back home soaked in rain, I made myself a fruit smoothie and now I'm sitting here holding a book but I've barely read two pages. My mind has traveled back to last Saturday, the night we spent at Bluma's house...
I knew from the beginning that I was going to say yes, no one would deny a woman her last wish before she dies and much less if she's a friend you love... even if her request was a little weird. And strangely arousing too. It's true that I'm not an exhibitionist and I'm really happy with Iselen, I don't need to add another person to our relationship, I don't want a threesome or anything like that... that's what I thought. I realized I was safe with Bluma and trusted her, I had the chance to try an experience that was out of my comfort zone knowing that I was in the hands of the best Doms in the world, two women that understood me, loved me and cared about me. They'd never put me in danger and would stop the game the moment I asked them to do so. The temptation was too strong and it'd be crazy to miss the opportunity.
Everything was perfect, I admit I was nervous at first but my Dom didn't let me get too anxious because she helped me to immerse myself in the sub space immediately. Bluma also helped me because she remained silent, interfering as little as possible, she was sat on the couch all the time watching me and letting her old student take control. I almost forgot she was there for some minutes, however, I was well aware of her presence at other times, I felt her blue eyes staring right at my face, wandering around my body while the familiar touch of Iselen's hands managed to soothe me sometimes and turn me on at times too.
I don't regret what I've done although I feel a little ashamed of the way I fall apart when the session was over. It was supposed to be something special, a gift for Bluma that was going to make her happy, a wonderful memory... but she spent one hour trying to calm me down while I held onto her body. I felt vulnerable and scared, I didn't want to let her go, didn't want to lose my friend. The beautiful woman never complained, she let me hug her tight while whispering sweet nothings in my ear and my Dom massaged my skin with some oil that soothed the pain of my bruises. Iselen helped me to take a shower and get dressed while Bluma made a delicious dinner for us, we ate sitting on the fluffy couch so my sore butt felt comfortable and our hostess poured wine for me nonstop till I started giggling and fell asleep on a pillow.
I woke up the next day in one of the guest rooms, Iselen was sleeping next to me hugging me tight and I felt better, almost like my usual self, only I was a different Ruby somehow, wiser and more mature. Bluma made breakfast and let me wander around her house, looking at her paintings, furniture and the gorgeous designer clothes in her closet. She'd bought some of those garments in the 60s and 70s and they should be displayed in a museum but she kept them in pristine condition and told me I could borrow them to attend a party if I wanted. I spent a wonderful Sunday with my girlfriend and her friend despite the pain I felt on my buttocks.
Suddenly, it was Monday and we returned to the routine, Iselen was working in the club while I had meetings with my agent to debate about scripts and brands to promote, walking my dogs and going shopping, always followed by a bodyguard or escorted by my friends or my girlfriend. I haven't got any anonymous threat this week and everything seems quiet around me, even boring, to be honest, except for the nights Bluma comes to have dinner with us. She's still a shameless lady who flirts with me nonstop and jokes with Iselen but I know she's getting weaker every day and there's nothing I can do even if it drives me crazy. This is unfair... it's so easy to fall in love with Bluma Ahren.

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THE BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS
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