Tonight's dream was a peaceful dream. It had nothing to do with demons, or fire, or anything of that sort. Emily found herself on a beach, as her mom, and Paula lay stretched out. It was a cloudy, yet sunny sort of day. It was the essence of femininity, and the seeming of estrogen that surrounded her. "Emily". A sexual, sultry, suggestive, deep voice said. It was deep, and raspy, yet against the backdrop of purity, and clouds, it sounded odd. This was Bev's voice. "Lift your head". The voice instructed. Emily responded to the voice by lifting her head. "Very good". The voice said.
"Take your, right hand, and place it on your head". The voice instructed. Emily did as the voice directed. "Very good". The voice said. There was a slight pause, before Bev's voice spoke again. "Emily, I want you to know how inspiring, and novel you are". Bev's voice said in a sexual register. "You have given us faith to truly aspire". "You are my reason for trying". "I have loved raising you, and our relationship will grow to new heights". "You are my love". "You are my hero". Emily was confused by this register, and a bit frightened. It was similar to the backdrop of a scandalous, sexual, leopard print, while Bev instructed her in a sultry register. That was what was happening.
Emily found out it was her mother's voice. A deep, gravelly voice was the best Bev could do for femininity. Bev did hold the essence of a true woman, and girl. Even though her voice sounded deep due to smoking. Paula also held the essence of a true woman. They were both girly, they were both intelligent, and they both believed in men having the aggrandizement for a short time. This was before he realized what was truly happening.
Emily looked up, seeing Bev. Emily nodded, wanting to be like the girls, looking up to the success, and intelligence of the girls. Paula sat over her, explaining what pregnancy was like in a sultry tone. "The ovum travels up the fallopian tubules, then rests in the uterus". "This egg will eventually form from the placenta"."this ovum travels after fertilization, by the union of our ovaries, and male sperm". Emily sat, considerably confused. It was what was being explained, although, after all. Emily was being spoken to, in a gentle, feminine manner, although, after all. Paula and Bev were guiding her along. They were helping her. Then things faded out…
Emily woke up from her dream. Although, it wasn't shortly after her dream. It was just a bit longer after. Emily sat up, looking around. The sky was a silver color, with some sun peeking out from behind the clouds.
Emily got up out of bed, feeling a bit more refreshed than she did the other day. It was nice to know she was being looked after, looked out for. Emily went outside, still in her pajamas, as she saw, Filburt outside, smoking a cigarette. He was reading the newspaper as well. "Mr. Filburt". Emily said. "Hello, Emily". Filburt said, gently. "How are you this morning?". "I'm good". Emily said. There was a bit of silence between them, as Filburt blew out some smoke. "Did you sleep well last night?". Filburt asked, gently. "Yes". Emily said. Emily couldn't remember her dream from that night, but she knew it wasn't a nightmare. "That's good". Filburt said, kindly. He turned a page of his newspaper. "Mr. Filburt". Emily said, looking up at Filburt. "Yes, Emily?". Filburt asked, looking upward. "Why do my family not love me?". Emily asked. "Hmm". Filburt looked back down at the newspaper, realizing he'd have to answer honestly, or lie to her. He would answer honestly.
"Well, there are different people who are tolerant of different things". Filburt said, gently. "Your family may have thought one dimensionally, and haven't given you a chance". "Not like your parents have". Filburt looked through the paper. "Is it difficult, at times?". Filburt asked. "Living with the burden?". "I want to be smart". Emily said. "Mmm". Filburt nodded, reading a bit of the paper. "Well, being burdened isn't your fault". Filburt said, blowing out some smoke. "You had a hard time". "Why do I have a hard time?". Emily asked. "It's because you weren't given necessary nutrients when you were young". Filburt said, gently. "It's a hard story to hear, but, at one point you were deprived, severely of care, and stimulation". "This led to what happened later on".
"But, you do not hate me?". Emily said. "Of course not, sweetheart". Filburt said, gently. "Hate is such a strong word". "It's a strong feeling as well". "But, better for people to be honest, rather than veil conceit". He looked down at some of the classified's. Filburt smoked more of his cigarette. He seemed to be whispering something, mumbling something under his breath. It was as if he was trying to remember something. No, that wasn't it. It was gentle, insightful whispering. Not from cruelty, not from drawing a blank, it was from being gentle, being understanding, yet being honest. It was from comfort, as much as it was soft. He whispered some things, as Emily looked up at him, listening in. he was whispering things about her birth, perhaps. Or about the time she had lost her adoptive parents before coming to Bev and Ed's. He was sympathetic, yet analytical, and understanding. He knew her story. As he finished whispering, he sat, quietly. He was registering the information. Emily studied him closely, as he blew out smoke. The essence of sex, the essence of love, straddled him, as he blew some cigarette smoke out, peacefully. Some smoke came from his nose. Filburt had done certain things. It was only biological. As biological as it was for his mandibular molars to grind, and cut food to eat. It was only sensible. Filburt kept reading the paper, as Paula came out.
"Hey". she said, kissing Filburt on the mouth. "Hey". he said, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray. "I came out early, I just woke up, and decided to do what I pleased until then". "Mmm, you've finally started thinking of yourself". Paula said, stroking the stubble on Filburt's chin. "I did that". She said. "You did". Filburt said. They kissed one another. Paula felt the stubble on Filburt's face. "Mm, we should do some important things, after Emily leaves". Paula cracked a mischievous smile "perhaps". Filburt said. Emily held her bunny close to her. "Sweetie, would you like some breakfast?". Paula asked, gently. "I have your favorite yogurt". "Would you like to split it?". Emily didn't respond, instead sitting down, turning her head. "Emily, would you like yogurt?". Paula asked, gently. "Yes". Emily said. "Let's go get some". Paula said, gently. She led Emily inside, going over to the fridge. "Just knock twice, and you'll be able to see through the glass". Paula said, gently.
Emily knocked on the fridge, as a light came on, revealing what was in there. "That light is on". Emily said. "Mmm hmm, it comes on, when you touch it, or knock on it". Paula said, gently. "That's pretty cool, huh?". "Yes". Emily said. Paula smiled a gentle smile. "Let's get some lemon cheesecake". "That's my favorite". Paula said, gently. "You eat yogurt?". Emily asked. "I do". Paula said, kindly. "It's a probiotic, which is what I need for gut health, but it's mainly dessert after we come back from dinner". "Mm, I hope you don't mind this flavor, this is what I like, but hoping you will as well". "Ok". Emily said. Emily tried the yogurt.
Emily was able to feed herself, although some yogurt dripped down her chin. "Are you ok, sweetie?". Paula asked, gently. "I'm good". Emily said. Paula and Filburt talked for a bit, while Emily ate her yogurt.
"I was thinking of doing compensation for some other payments". Filburt said. "You could probably do that if you chose". Paula said. "I don't think it would be a problem". "It perhaps wouldn't". Filburt said. Paula laid on the lounger, drinking her coffee. "Emily, sweetie". Paula said, gently. Emily looked up at Paula. "How's your yogurt?". Paula asked. "Good". Emily said. "I'm so glad". Paula said, gently. "I knew you would like that kind". Emily walked over to Paula, as Paula stroked Emily's cheek, gently. "You look so beautiful, Em". Paula said, gently. "Did you sleep alright last night?". "Yes". Emily said. "I'm happy to hear that". Paula said, kindly. "I thought maybe you'd have a bit of a hard time because of you know, the loss you experienced this weekend". "I'm ok". Emily said. "Sweetie, if you ever need to talk, I'm always here". Paula said, gently.
A bit later, Bev and Ed came by to pick up Emily, much to the relief of Paula, and Filburt. They were going to do certain things. At this point, you should know what I mean.
"How was it?". Paula asked, as Bev came by. "It was lovely". Bev said, as her heel scraped against the wood floor. It either scraped, or clicked. "We split a bottle of Bordeaux, had a lovely Scallopini dish, found a secretive hot spring". "That's nice". Paula said. "We just had Hibachi last night, as I had the points, so we were able to muster what we could in terms of discount". "We barely did anything, as we had Emily, but it was nice having her over". "She and I talked before she went to bed".
"Ed and I granted our respective wishes". Bev said in a low voice. "He pushed his *** into mine, and just stayed there for a while, he didn't use Viagra beforehand, so he didn't get hard". "He just played for a bit". "We went for at least 12 minutes, that's what the ##### lasted, so, I just $$$$ed for a few extra". Bev then whispered something in Paula's ear, to which she nodded. "Filly and I got a few, but his thing hurt". Paula said. Emily sat by, trying to see her mom. "Sweetie, give me just a moment". Bev said, gently. She kissed Emily's cheek. "Ok". Emily said, going into the other room.
"His penis hurt, which made it hard for him to do anything". Paula said. "He's not old, so it wasn't unattractive". "Ed hurts all over". Bev said, in a low voice. "I gave him some, but it didn't make his any less painful". "Ugh, I never thought I'd be going through these pains again, but it makes sex hard". "My vagina hurts each day". "Believe me, I love sex plenty, but, it is difficult when you're expecting". "My vagina hasn't been that bad, but, sex is difficult". Paula said. "It'll only be more difficult when you have children". Bev said in a low voice. "Emily is pretty independent, so we've thrived". "But, Ralph always needed something". "It just...was what it was". Bev then whispered another thing in Paula's ear. Bev's heels clicked, as they went against the wood floor.
"She's been sexy". Ed said. "She gave it to me in full last night". "That's nice". Filburt said. "You got your fill". "It's always a joy when your woman pleases". "I pleased well enough". Ed said. "I'm too old for this ###". "I haven't been that bad". Filburt said. "I just let my woman spoil me". "That way there's less pressure". "Let her spoil you with a meal". Ed said. "Perchance". Filburt said.
The adults talked, saying some pretty sexually explicit things. Emily came in from playing with her stuffed bunny. "Hey, sweetie". Ed said, gently, scooping Emily up in his hug. "Daddy". Emily said. "Sweetie did you have fun?". Ed asked, gently. "Yes". Emily said. "That's good". Ed said, kindly. "Mommy". Emily said, coming over to Bev's arms. "Hello, love". Bev said, gently. "I missed you". "I missed my best friend". "Mommy, I went to have rice, and brown sauce". Emily said. "With your Hibachi, that's lovely". Bev said, gently. "We'll get some, soon". "Ok". Emily said.
They said goodbye to the Turtles, Hutchison Turtles, and started for home. Bev's pregnancy journey was off to a good start. Now, at least, there would be some good things coming they could face as a family, together.