The Ruby Prize
Setting the table
Mitchell greeted Ruby in the lobby of the clinic and escorted her to his room, chit-chatting about sports, weather and health. Both Mitchell and Ruby were healthy, fit individuals who loved nature and stayed active by mountain biking, hiking, and religiously hitting the gym. The two seemed to have a fair amount in common and got on easily.
"So, Ruby, I see that it was Cate who booked this hour for you. She said to put it on her account so I'm assuming you two are the best of friends. Yes?" asked Mitchell.
"Yup, we're actually dance-mates as well. I started attending her burlesque classes as a student some time ago but now I also help out with the business. I pitch in on the advertising and social media posts for her and also handle some production chores when she produces a full blown show. I've performed with her and the troupe as well. My stage name is RoXy RolleR. You could say that I'm her partner in crime."
"So, I'm guessing you guys connect frequently then?"
"All the time. We're besties."
"So... no secrets then?"
"I'd say that's accurate. Yeah."
"She was here recently, you know." said Mitchell, trying to ascertain how much Ruby knew about his last session with Cate. He didn't want to be too obvious about it, but was actually being really obvious about it.
"Yes Mitchell, I know. She told me all about it. It was a departure from your usual session with her. Don't worry. You're secret is safe with me. I may just use a little bit of blackmail to get you to do my evil bidding," she said. "Just joking. Cate said it was the best massage she'd ever had. She also told me that you and that bitch Lydia are over, is that true?"
"Oh. Okay. Am I blushing right now?" Michell was just a little embarrassed by the nature of the conversation. "Well, I'm glad the massage got a good review."
"Yes, The Lydia thing has been over for some time, thankfully. That was a nightmare, he continued."
"So you're single?"
"Very. Why do you ask?"
"Because Mitch, I think we should go out on a date, you and me. You're a handsome, sweet, respectful, interesting guy and I am a reasonably good-looking, smart, funny, short, unattached gal... with huge knockers. Now that you're a free man, it seems to make sense that we should at least kick the tires. Whaddaya think? You game?" asked Ruby, staring him down.
"Wow. I did not see that coming. Um... uh... sure... of course... I'm game," Mitchell said, stuttering his reply while simultaneously counting his lucky stars..
"Boy, that Ruby sure gets right to the point," he thought. He had never been asked out on a date before and this was uncharted territory.
"Okay. Perfect. Sounds like a plan. Let's work out the logistics after the session. Figure out when, where, and all that. Sound okay to you?" asked Mitchell.