Shopping and Spa Treatments ((Open to any))

Wren woke up with a cold sweat covering her chilled body and her breath coming in short gasps. She'd had The Nightmare again. She was so fucking tired of waking up scared. Sighing she crawled out of the bed and got into the the shower letting the water warm as she stood in it. She had forgotten to grab her toiletries so just used what the hotel had provided, bitching to the soap about how much lotion she was going to need. She should shave her legs, but giving them a feel she decided they could just be waxed along with her bikini area.

She stepped out of the shower and used three of their dinky towels to dry off and went back into the room. Kneeling on the floor she opened on of her cases and pulled out panties and a bra, both blue gingham with little white eyelet lace trim and little white bows, and a black belt with a rectangle button covered in pink crystals. She knee walked to her other case and pulled out a pair of faded low rise blue jeans and a pink body hugging cashmere sweater, and a pair of trouser socks.

She stood and threw the lot onto the bed. She put lotion from her toiletry bag on as much of her as she could reach, then dressed, putting on the same black boots as yesterday. She ran a brush through her hair to tame it.

She picked up her jeans from that morning and pulled everything out of the pockets. She took the wad of cash from Drev and sat on the bed to count it. 'Fifty, one hundred, one fifty, two, two fifty, three, twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, four, twenty, forty, fifty, five hundred, ten, fifteen, twenty, one, two, three.'


"Holy fucking shit."

She stared at the stack of bills a bit dumb founded. It's not like she'd never had that much, she had two grand in the lining of her suitcase, and she could earn more than that on a good night, it was just the thought of some stranger giving her that much, just because he wanted to pay for her shoes.

She gathered up the bills and tucked them into the wallet in her purse along with the hundred in assorted bills of her own. She added lip balm to the near empty space and decided it was time to spend Drev's money.

She grabbed coat, hat, scarf and glove, checking to make sure her keycard was in the pocket she'd stuffed it in while cleaning out her other jeans, and left for the mall.


It took her a little while to find the mall, but she didn't mind all that much, it gave her a chance to see what else The Strip offered. Once inside she found the little mall map thing and stood staring at it, getting a feel for the stores the placed offered. She was even excited to find a day spa in the court outside one of the department stores.

Shay 18 years ago
Hearing Wren enter, Shay smiled...or did the best facsimile with her face pressed into the padded circular frame. This was such a nice treat, having someone to share this with, even though it had never occurred to her in the past to have someone along on a spa day. From now on she decided she would make it a duo event, if possible.

Wren's next request opened up the perfect segue for what Shay had wanted to talk about...and still she hesitated. It wasn't life threatening news, like Wren's had been; although to Shay it was tantamount.


"My dreams have been altered severely, in just the past couple days...my hopes have now changed as a result."

She paused, again wondering at the wisdom of dumping her problems at Wren's feet.

"It's a bit depressing...are you sure you want to ruin your rejuvenating mood, hearing about it?"

Well, that was a rather low shot. Shay doubted Wren would feel comfortable now admitting she 'didn't' want to hear about it.
Wren 18 years ago
"Gee, I don't think I can handle more depressing news." She was unsuccessful in hiding her chuckle and cleared her throat. It probably wasn't the best thing to joke, but sometimes you just needed to.

"Actually I don't mind at all. Unless you tell me you're from the planet Kong and are here to take over the planet with your mind ray, I'm pretty sure you can't ruin my massage."


She sighed softly as the man rubbing her body started in on her shoulder.
Shay 18 years ago
Shay was glad she had a female masseuse. She had men before, and found they tended to be too gentle. Somehow she had never quite got up the nerve to tell them...'hey, buddy...a little rougher if you please'...however, she never had that problem with a woman. She could tell this one knew her stuff too. The knots in her neck and shoulders were rapidly disappearing, as the woman's fingers kneaded them away.

"Ok...if you're sure. It would totally suck for you to pay all this money and then leave not being the better for it."

Though Shay herself didn't really think that would happen. This problem of her's was a one unique to her, in the sense that Wren had no burning desire to experience motherhood.

"Though you, personally, might not grasp why this is so devastating for me, all I can say to preface it is throughout my whole life, it is the one thing I can always remember wanting. No...wanting is too tame. It has been more like an inherent need.

To be a mother, and feel a life grow inside me, and then watch as that life became it's own entity, separate from me...and grew up, with my love, and guidance...and to share this with someone else...hopefully the child's father...I can't think of a time in my life when this wasn't what I expected to happen at some point in my life."

Ok...it was out...and really hadn't been that difficult...though the rough part was still to come.

"Like most women my age, I didn't really expect to begin serious thought about fulfilling this need, for at least a few more years. Somewhere in my mind I had set a goal to be pregnant before I was thirty-five...way off in the future."

And now any thoughts of that particular future seemed bleak.

"However, a recent medical exam, brought about by some severe problems with cramping during my periods, and other lesser symptoms, have obliterated any such plans. In fact, I go in for a partial hysterectomy in two weeks."

A small, somewhat bitter laugh followed the statement, and she could feel tears threatening the backs of her eyes.

She also had an odd thought...what kinds of things did these masseuses hear during these sessions? They could probably write quite a book if they thought about it.
Wren 18 years ago
Wren's heart sank for this woman who had become such a fast friend. How in the world was she supposed to answer that. While Wren had no desire to bring life into this world, and have it suffer any unhappiness, she could see the draw. She sighed as the man began to massage her opposite shoulder.

"Oh, honey, that's awful." Yep that about summed it up, but what else could she say?"

"Have you..." While it was none of her business, it sounded to her like Shay hadn't explained it all to her, so she was going to pry. "Have you told Mathais?" Mathias? Yeah that was the name she'd used before.
Shay 18 years ago
Wren's concern could be heard in her voice, and Shay appreciated it. It had helped a little, being able to get it out there verbally. Having talked to the doctor about it wasn't quite the same. Talking to the doctor had kept it clinical, and as such it was almost like having her toenails cut. Her doctor probably would have been there for Shay, had she let the tears flow, but the doctor saw these things all the time. There would have been nothing for the doctor to say, that would have convinced Shay what she was going through was unique to her. And even if a million other women had the same problem, Shay never would have imagined any of them could feel the same way.

By telling Wren, Shay sensed her feelings were still unique, as they pertained to her, and that Wren treated them as such. That did help.


"No...I haven't told Mathias. I don't know how. We are so new...so happy. I'm not even sure how he feels about children. It is just way too early in our love to talk about such things. I mean, I don't fear this news would change anything as far as he's concerned."

The man was a vampire, and vampires didn't have children. Therefore in Shay's mind, it was almost a certainty that he wouldn't even consider them in his life.

"I'm pretty sure he has never considered having children."

At least for several hundred years.

"I know I must, if only from the standpoint that it does effect me, and anything that effects either of us, will surely effect the other.

I'm trying to come to terms with it myself first."

That way, however he reacted, it wouldn't color her feelings for him.
Shay 18 years ago
Hearing the quiet that ensued after she had spoken last, Shay felt really bad. Though Wren's news was as horrible for the other girl to live with, as Shay's was for her, at least Wren had hope. She could hope that whoever the bastard was she had stalking her would never find her, or better yet die. Then Wren could live her life as she had every right to.

In Shay's case there was no hope - at least not for her specific concern. And now that she had dumped it on Wren, the poor girl probably didn't know what to say. Shay didn't know what she would have said under the circumstances.


"But you know...all things considered...I'm still so very lucky. Mathias is an extraordinary man, and he loves me. I have a wonderful job, have just moved into my little dream house, and am meeting wonderful people. Aside from this one time my body betrayed me, I've always been healthy as a horse. I shouldn't be so greedy or ungrateful...I know. And I could still apply to adopt, or even possibly hire a surrogate..."

A surrogate...now that was something she'd never even considered before...her eggs were still good, even if she couldn't carry the baby, it could still be a part of her. Though still not of Alexi.

None the less, at least her thoughts were now taking a more positive position, and this really did make her feel much better. That, and the fact that the attendant was now asking Shay to turn over, her backside properly massaged to the point of no knots whatsoever.
Wren 18 years ago
Wren smiled as she too turned over on her little table. She really didn't know what to say to Shay but it sounded like she was willing to try other avenues and that she could make something positive out of this.

"I think those are wonderful ideas. I also think you need to tell him, but that is just me. I'm not in your situation and I don't know how I would react. It sounds though that he will understand and will give you the support that you need."

She moaned softly as the man dug his hands into the flesh of her thighs. Her thighs were always tight and that felt just so damned good. "If it were me I would want someone there with me, that loved and supported me. In my case it would probably be my mom, in yours it sound like Mathias."


Wren wasn't sure she was the right person to be giving advice on such a heart wrenching thing, but she could only tell Shay what she felt and knew about herself. Anything less or more would be lying. Wren was a lot of things, but she wasn't a liar.
Shay 18 years ago
Everything Wren said was true, except...

"I would love for him to be with me when I go for the procedure, but that is impossible."

She spoke wistfully, wishing things could be different but understanding why they couldn't.

The doctor was going to perform the procedure during the day. This was not an emergency situation where she could just go in at night and have it done. Therefore, no Alexi...


"And I know I need to tell him...I should have told him already...you're right..."

Shay's words faded, as her mind began to whirl. In talking to Wren about this, not only had it alleviated the enormity somewhat, but it also helped put things into focus. She would tell him...as soon as she saw him. Even if he couldn't put himself in her place, his love for her would be there, and she would have that to sustain her when the time came.

To bring their time together back to a more pleasant note, Shay forced her mind on to happier things.


"Tell me Wren...I know you don't expect this date to turn into anything significant, but...would you be prepared to take it further? Or are you just not into relationships at all...?"

For Shay, being in her situation, she couldn't imagine anyone not wanting what she had.
Wren 18 years ago
"Ah, relationships. Now that is the million dollar question isn't it?" She moaned softly as the man started work on her legs She didn't really want to bring her entire past into this room, and honestly she wasn't ready to share that with any one.

"I have this thing about keeping my distance. Men are all pretty much the same and I've ne desire to be in a relationship with any of them."

She sighed softly, there was so much hidden there, and she felt bad hiding it.

"Besides, why have a relationship when I can get what I want with out it?"

She looked over at Shay with a smile and winked at her. The man started on her other leg and drew another moan from her.

"And if he's a good boy I'll let him take me out again." She chuckled and gave Shay one of her best "I'm innocent" smiles. "Happy?"
Shay 18 years ago
Wren
"Happy?"


Shay wasn't sure how to answer that, mainly because she wasn't sure if Wren was asking in reference to her answer, or Shay's life in general. As it happens, the masseuse chose that time to hit a particularly tender spot on Shay's thigh, and she groaned instead. But before she could get truly so relaxed that she might fall asleep, the massage was completed, and Shay was covered up with a warm blanket, and her robe placed across her on the table.

She took a few minutes to collect herself, and come to a few resolutions within her heart and mind, before she sat up and slid off the table. Wrapping her robe around herself, she turned to Wren.


"Ms. Wren, I must tell you, this has been one of the best days I've had since coming to Nachton, and I owe it to you. I've come to some conclusions, helped along by our talk, and before I lose whatever nerve I've worked up, I think I'm going to take off. But I will be calling you to get together again - real soon. I want to find out all about your date, but also reconfirm my offer to help you get settled, should you need it."

Shay reached over and put her hand on Wren's shin, with a friendly pat, before turning to head for the dressing room.

"You take care now, and thanks again."

(Shay out - pending response from Wren.)
Wren 18 years ago
"Thank you for joining me. It's been a real pleasure to share this with someone."

She gave Shay's hand a pat before she moved it. She really hoped they would get together again soon.

"Good luck, Shay. I'll keep you in my thoughts."

She watched her new friend leave and then lay back on the bench, as her massage therapist prepared a salt rub. She still had just a tiny bit of pampering left and was looking forward to her facial. Afterwards she would head back to the hotel and soak in a hot bath, before finding some dinner and doing a little bit of apartment hunting.

((Wren out, lock up please.))