...Continued from first post to the best of my memory (including my virtual beat-down for f''ing up & forgetting something again), meanwhile I've been working diligently on improving my recall, cause these were certainly not my proudest moments I'm about to share!
*advance warning - i'll probably be hopping around time frames & convos -hope you can follow - lol*
(DIRECTLY CONTINUED) My feet barely hit the slate-tiled patio and instantly there were swords cutting through each of my temples reaching all the way across my forehead & face so painful that it crumbled me to the grass holding my eyes with my palms. Even though it was only the 2nd time anything like that ever happened in my life, Selene was mega distraught & warned me about protection (like an idiot, I forgot!). It didn’t take me too long to get up & lunge back into the refuge of the house. I leaned all the way back on the chaise for a moment to catch my bearings. Just then I hear the “Airplanes” chorus aka my ring-tone. My head is down looking at my phone, so when I raised just my eyes & scrunched my brows to look up, my glare was intentionally very ominous. It chased little miss blonde narc back to the kitchen in terrified fury. Rat. Hate rats. Tasty treats alone isn’t going to get you off my s#it list now tiny-tot.
“Tell me what happened J”, although she was calm, I could tell she was on her way to look for herself. I hated putting her through excessive stress or interrupt her daily schedule. But Lade Selene does exactly what she wants, regardless.
“I forgot my glasses before I went outside Selene. I am so super sorry! Please forgive me, please Selene don’t be mad?”
“This is hardly a matter of forgiveness Luv. I will be there directly. We have some things to discuss. I love you. See you shortly.” And she hung up.
I closed my phone & just stayed where I was, sitting on the chaise, & waited for Lady Selene to appear with more than questions; or she wouldn’t have driven back.
*I feel ill whenever I THINK about how awful the 1st time it happened was. I was throwing up & in so much pain I could hardly bear it, it was really so bad. I didn’t leave my room, nauseas with a headache & had the drapes drawn for over a week like someone had set torches to my eye sockets. I had somehow made it all the way out past the patio & into the pool! Dick move for sure. What could have been so heavy on my mind today that I forgot about how miserable I was that entire week? Not to mention the backlash for slippin up. I’m sure I wasn’t expected to get myself into trouble so quickly. In foresight, Selene had several things in motion long before my stupid accident & this was just one of them. I had no clue at the time, because she was always there for me; but there was just under a week left to complete her order for some sunglasses “specially crafted for my eye sensitivity” she said. That’ all that came out of Selene, was a calm voice that told me everything was going to be alright & to trust her. Which of course I did, when she said it’d all be over soon; there were some last minute modifications she was waiting on. I never asked her any whos or whys. I blindly trusted every word she uttered out of love. A kind of connection that seems to grow deeper with each additional “enhancement” & I felt proud that she professed me as her Chosen One, & sealed the deal on looking after me, so I knew she wouldn’t allow undue harm to come to me. I longed for her intimacy, the way only she could, but she refused again & again, but I still bring it up because I’ll never stop wanting it or wanting her near me whenever she traveled or just wasn’t available. It would be her or no one at all I told her once. So she said “Then I guess I no longer have to tolerate your begging any longer.*
I heard just one car door close, which told me she had been out running errands by herself without a driver or purchases to bring into the house. All of her Manolo Blahnik’s made this unique tapping rhythm on the entrance floor, which today, made me exhale because they tapped slow but sure. I’m thinking I could handle that combination. I stand when she reached the room, “Afternoon Selene.” I just looked at her beautiful face apologetically. I plead my case already, stupidity in forgetting.
“That is your response to me after doing something I felt your promise not to would be enough, if not your respect for my commanding you not to -ever?” I am going upstairs for a moment & will be right back down. Please reconsider what you would like to say to me Jensen.
“Yes Ma’am.”
Once Lady Selene returned, she found me in an even worse state. I was playing around, at least it was with Isyss; but still. Dick move. I’m sure it appeared I wasn’t taking her seriously. This could not have been farther from the truth. I just got carried away; honestly the volume of the sunglasses delivery was overwhelming, especially with all the major designer brands Selene had chosen. However, during my play-time I was carefully observing the extent of attention to detail with a tremendous sense of good taste it look to pull the collections & their hand-made curios together on such short notice.
Just inside the double-glass patio doors, with those custom-no-light drapes (you know the ones with a billion tiny pin-holes instead of being solid fabric), keeps light out & lets air in if blinds are always closed. Although now there was a mounted cabinet with latched doors placed to the left of the windows. It was made for the sole purpose of safely housing and organizing all of my new sunglasses. Once I realized the true retail of what most pairs cost (later on the internet-kept to myself), I thought there should be a lock, not a latch on the cabinets. Yes, plural. Later that day I found another cabinet using the wall like the fish tank in the entertainment room, built through the wall so you could see one of the 175 gallons housing colorful saltwater fish from either side. The new home for the world’s greatest glasses collection was indented into the wall just around the corner of the front entrance. This one looked more like a crystal curio cabinet to add to the semi-formal rooms it could be seen from. The silver designer labels of the trendy styles were on the inside lip of each drawer. So I could “get familiar with the brands”, they told me. Although, admittedly, for the 1st time I was so bedazzled that my limited brain function missed the important things Lady S. was telling me. The whole occasion was awe-inspiring, in conjunction with the special care given to provide me with gifts I can choose from anytime I’d like. TheGoddess wasn’t helping either (probably on purpose) because she was going through the velvet lined cases reading aloud the descriptions on the drawers making this comment or that, “Oh Jensen! Try these on BabyBoy!” I hope I grow out of the way I feel when Isyss calls me that. Dammit. She reaches over & places them on me, so close I inhale her signature fragrance & wonder how long it will linger. “Well isn’t BabyBoy a Sexy Beast!” She switched to the smoke-shaded unisex Tag Heuer Zeniths & off we go, dancing & playing model with her & this enormous selection of ultra-dark shades. I was peeking over the top rim when I passed a hallway mirror & paused for only a second. I could’ve sworn my eyes looked deeper blue than before. I shook it off, couldn’t be. I know Selene hand chosen every pair personally, which made the gigantic collection extra valuable to be. I thanked her with all my heart & flossed some posing looks her way, like some model’s pouty or surprised look on my face. She laughed, enjoying my enjoyment.
Lady Isyss slipped on a pair of grayish/violet Burberry Aviators, looking fabulous, she voiced “Looks like Selene is spoiling you my dear boy. This pair alone costs $500!”
“You’ve gotta be kidding! I stopped. Seriously Selene?” I took off the pair I was wearing & gently placed them back where they belonged.
“Yeah, seriously Selene?” Isyss said mocking me, but looking straight at Selene.
“Someone, either one of you, please tell me these glasses are all not over $500! That’s crazy!” I looked back & forth between them fast & furious. “Why get me all these awesome shades I feel like I can’t even wear in case I break ‘em? ‘Cuz you both know I’m not going to. Or lose ‘em, like my last pair.” I frowned
“Stop-it Isyss.”
“Failed that little pop-quiz didn’t ya kiddo?” Isyss flashed a million-dollar-model smile from behind another pair of Roberto Cavalli’s she wore well, before moving on to the Prada collection.
“Lighten up Sel!” With a big drawn-out roll of the eyes, Isyss finally admitted she was totally kidding & all Selene did was invest a ton of time acquiring just the right ones especially for her Chosen One. “Not that it’s your business young man, but the 25-30 g’s was well worth it, just to see your reaction to the 1st case!”
“But since I know full well she bought extras for family & friends & if you don’t mind J, I am going to help myself to a little more fun flossin’ today!” she exclaimed, rattling off a few designers she loved “Carrera, Burberry, Wow! Prada galore!”
“Looks like there’s over 20 Pradas in this cabinet alone!”
"I know,” I said after a few minutes then I continued playing model with Isyss (also using major brain power to recall playing with Isyss last, if at all), when I looked up & found Selene was gone.
I got up & ran to the east wing where Selene was most likely to have disappeared.
*Bowing in respectful submission* Silent & still awaiting her, like I should have when I knew she was on her way back here to speak with me.
“J. Come with me.”
I followed obediently, directly to her right.
We walked all the way down & back to the far edge of the rear of the house where the other cabinet was mounted. She unlatched & opened the doors, sliding out the velvet-lined drawer marked “Roberto Cavalli – Armonia 239S”, holding her most favorite style from what she purchased so far. The drawers were made to equip a small stock of glasses for duplicates in each drawer, or to simply move drawers & shelves around to accommodate the versatility I may need in the near future. It would always be an option to get another case made; but this collection between the two cabinets would surely last me, her, Isyss, & even many guests, a long time. Some additional Sport/Waterproof designs would trickle in as available. I soaked it all in, with my quieted mind, and understood. “I appreciate your generosity Selene”.
“I think you know I could care less about a show of gratitude. And no…My Chosen One…*she sighed & paused*… This is not a game or something you can afford to “just forget” to do. Do you hear me right now? It is quite clear you missed every syllable the 1st time I said this to you.”
“You want me to wear ultra-dark sunglasses when I go outside.”
“Put these on,” she shook her head and handed me a pair of Tag Heuer’s Sports”, go out there & swim a lap & come back to me.”
I did as she said, already in my trunks. The immediate shock came as soon as I stepped through the sliding-glass door out from the house & onto the patio. It was just as dark as if I was in my room asleep during the day hours with thick shades drawn. I couldn’t believe it! Even after being submersed, swimming my lap in the water, the sky when I got out & everything else in my outside world adapted to my vision through these sunglasses. Astonishingly clear!
“I see they’re no ordinary glasses & understand now Selene.”
“Ha. No Jensen, you could never fathom what supremacy these glasses hold, crafted in ways that only provide enhancements for You. These took time for good reason & the entire set is truly Yours. Listen closely now…I don’t need you to understand the sunglasses My Darling. These are one aspect of my gifts of protection to you, as you are prepared to truly be mine if after due time you so choose. You pledged your Fealty so willingly & sooner than anticipated, but no worries here. That set steps in motion for us Jensen. Our allure towards one another is only the beginning. If you haven’t already, you will very slowly start to experience other un-commonalities. I cannot explain everything with answers that will satisfy all of your questions now, and some I may never reveal to you; but this is where your trust comes in again. I could easily coerce you, you know that; but I would prefer you genuinely draw near and listen more closely to me,” she grabbed my shoulders pulling me as close to her as possible, “can you feel me now J?”
“Yes, o-o-f-f co-co-urse,” I managed to get out, feeling nervous. I wanted nothing more than to be as close to Selene as possible, whenever & wherever possible. My heart fluttered & I caught myself holding my breath in such close proximity.
“You MUST ALWAYS wear a pair of THESE (referring to the cabinet) sunglasses outside & in the occasional ultra-bright indoor light. I could care less which pair; but it MUST be a pair of YOUR sunglasses, from one of these cabinets & keep a spare handy for emergency. Do you understand me this time? Jensen, this is critical to protect you. I need you to understand there are NO other options to this. And it is not acceptable to borrow a pair from someone either. If you lose a pair while you are away, call me, Isyss, one of the THCs & one of us will come bring you a set or send someone we trust to do so. Such a task is not meant for just anyone J, these glasses are of the highest importance. Both cases will have digital access systems by the end of the week. I don’t care where you are. You should store a couple pairs near your common areas & in each vehicle you may drive or ride in. I bought plenty of matching carrying cases as well. They are in the very bottom drawers of both cabinets. Are we clear? Do you have any questions at all for me Jensen?”
“I am crystal clear Lady Selene...the-”
Cutting in, “when we are alone in the house, I hope you feel close enough to call me Selene." and flashing that sexy, "end-of-the-conversation" smile at me burned her words into me & sealed the deal.
“More than comfortable Selene, thank you. Now I was smiling & probably blushing like a school-boy. Are you mad at me for forgetting?...I…I mean doing something so stupid?”
She embraced me close, “I love you too much to stay mad at you long, even if I were. You must learn to listen to me though J!” she was gazing up in to my eyes now. “We’re going to have you start personal training sessions in hand-to-hand combat soon as well. The last thing I want is someone stealing your glasses for kicks & giggles, creating a not-so-funny –situation, while they jack you for one of my favorite cars.”
“But Selene, I can fight!”
“No, Luv, you cannot fight,” she laughed. I grabbed her throat, forcing her to the ground on her back in a choke hold, straddling her. She really smiled now. I think she could feel my slight growth against her.
“As sexy as that was, “ she said easily flipping me over, way too easily, so she was in the alpha position with a much firmer grasp of my throat as she continued talking like nothing happened. “Besides, Isyss said it’s time. “ I was glad I could hardly breathe, rendered still & silent from her choke-hold; so I could avoid any conversation about my full erection she had to have felt before she jumped up & brushed her suit & hair straight. “I must get back to my errands Luv.” And by the next moment, she was starting her engine peeling down the drive-way.
I grabbed 2 different rubber sports style Pradas on my way to the kitchen to snatch-up a chilled pitcher of my new favorite (& most craved) frozen drink to bring out to the pool with me, along with my laptop. I was gonna lounge out, get some work done, & keep sippin' all day in lieu of me finding more trouble to get into.
I'll try & post again soon. It gets time consuming in constant learn-mode sometimes. Forgive.
Love. J
