Chapter 10
Le Quack slept for a bit, only getting up when he felt he needed to. Le Quack got up, taking his heeled shoes off, while he went outside to the porch part of the yacht, lighting a cigarette. There's one thing I can say we have in common. We both smoke cigarettes. Le Quack smoked his cigarette, complaining about how the outside of his yacht looked "wench-like". He has the nicest yacht in the United States. How does anything he says make any sense?
Le Quack smoked, putting one leg over the other, as he leaned back, sighing. He was a spoiled brat…there is no argument there.
"Hmm, I need a bigger, nicer yacht from Spain". "I wonder if any of those women are widows?". "I could really use zer finances to help my business". Le Quack said to himself, as he smoked. "My yacht isn't shiny enough". "It needs to be shinier". "Maybe….if I get someone to paint it, and redo the finish, it would be nice". "Heh!, zat would be marvelous". Le Quack laughed to himself. "It would look less like a wench-man owned it…but zen again, I love being a wench". "It is fun having all of zis to myself". "No one to tell me otherwise". "No lip from a whore herself". Le Quack said to himself as he laughed. He glanced around, seeing that there was some smoke clouding around him. "Well then….where zer's smoke, zer's ire". Le Quack said, laughing. "Woof, I might need a bath". "Let us see what my lovely cherry blossom is doing…she sleeping still, I might need to wake her". Le Quack went into the other room, seeing Sailor as she stirred awake. Sailor felt some marker marks on her face, as she looked into the mirror. "Did you draw a mustache on my face while I was asleep?". Sailor asked. "I only drew what I zot was appropriate". Le Quack said, as he stifled laughter. "Well, it looks nice…for the most part". Sailor said, as she laughed with Le Quack. "It looks lovely…I was only doing it to make you laugh, Mademoiselle". "You love when I make you laugh, darling, yes?". Le Quack asked, kindly. "I do like laughing….it's actually very nice". Sailor said. "Yes, I would agree so". Le Quack replied, gently.
They both laughed, as Le Quack, looked down at the remote to the T.V. "well, would you like to come take a bath with your old fellow?". "Si vous plait?". Le Quack asked, kindly. "It is a nice bath with a soap, and an au deux parfum, and a fragrance". "Le love?".
"Sure". Sailor replied, as she and Le Quack went to the bathroom, where there was a nice, elongated bathtub where Le Quack liked to take his baths. One of the attendants for the yacht filled the tub with warm water, allowing Le Quack and Sailor to step in. When they did, they both felt warmed. Sailor enjoyed the bathwater, enjoyed the soap, and lathering up with the fragrance soap. "Zis is nice, isn't it?". Le Quack said, gently. "It is nice". Sailor said. "Zis is something I've been looking at for a while now". "I love taking baths…it helps clear ze mind". Le Quack said, kindly. "It really does". Sailor said. "I used to like taking baths, too". "It is a lot of fun….pretty much a lot".
"It is…and it is something I love doing". Le Quack said, kindly as he washed his legs. "I love taking a nice bath…it is so refreshing, and lovely".
"Taking a nice bath is something cool….in many ways". Sailor said. "When I was younger, I used to take a lot of baths". "It was quite nice to do".
"I used to take baths when I was a young Le Quack". "It used to be so refreshing, and genuine". "I love all of my baths….yes….J'adore, simply". Le Quack said, gently as he laughed. "Mon person". Le Quack giggled as he said this. "Yes, it is nice". Sailor said, as she relaxed, and let the steam, and bubbles flow all around her. "Ooo, it seems I feel like a chubby birdie". "Ooo, yes, indeed". Le Quack said, as he chuckled, patting his stomach.
"Yes, I'll bet taking baths is your forte". Sailor said, as she and Le Quack laughed. "Ze palace I have is made for baths, and such". Le Quack said, gently. Sailor slowly wallowed in the bathwater, and the tub's immensity, as she soaked herself all over. She truly does know how to get clean.
"I have some champagne juice for us….and some snickerdoodle cookies". Le Quack said, kindly as he handed over a plate of cookies. "Wow…these look good". Sailor said. "Indeed, zey are". "My cookies are made by my personal sous chef". Le Quack said, gently. "The cookies are delicious though". Sailor said. "I like cookies a lot, and….it really takes me back to a time when my mom used to make cookies".
"Zey are delicious, and in some aspects, ze cookies are made from secret recipes containing fruit, and cashews". "I have never put zem together though". "Odd little things, aren't zey?". Le Quack said, gently. "Yes, they are definitely odd with those ingredients". Sailor said. Sailor kept soaking in the tub, as she glanced around. The yacht with its own walk-in tub. Le Quack truly was spoiled.
Yes, the day with Le Quack was a spoiling one. But it wasn't one that anyone would be opposed to. I mean seriously, the duck is rich, he's rich enough that anyone could, and would be spoiled by him. Le Quack. Geez, good luck wherever he winds up.
The next day was quite a gloomy day. We glanced around, seeing that the rain was falling inconceivably, even though there was no storm to be reported that day. I woke up, going outside to my porch, where I lit a cigarette. The rain still pattered down on my table. Sailor came outside. "Hey, Sailboat". I said, kindly with gentleness. "Hi". Sailor said, as she yawned a bit. I could tell she was in a saddened state. Something was bothering her. Might it have been the rain. It seemed awfully dark outside.
"How was your evening, sweet pea?". "You woke up a bit later than usual". I said, kindly with softness. "My evening was ok". Sailor said, dismally. "You sound sad, darling". "Is everything alright?". I asked, kindly with softness. "Kind of….not exactly". Sailor said, as she sighed a deep sigh. I could tell she was in a bad place. "What happened, darling?". I asked, softly with kindness. "I don't exactly know". Sailor said. "I feel sad today….and I don't know why".
"It might be because of this weather". I said, gently with softness. "Don't worry, I feel a bit dismal, too". "Whatever happens, we'll get through it". "We just need to be as positive as we can be, darling". "Usually, positivity is something that can make any gloomy day fulfilling".
"It'll be alright, darling". "Smile for me, give me some love and positivity". I said, gently with soft kindness. Sailor did smile, and she did look happy, even in the artificiality of the moment.
It was my turn to smile as I acknowledged a passing glance. "Hmm, the hot tub looks warm, and comforting". "Would you like to relax in it with me?". "We haven't done that yet". I said, gently with softness. "No, we haven't". Sailor said. "Let's see what it brings us". I said, kindly with gentleness. Sailor nodded. Sailor looked as if she had tears in her eyes. Perhaps they were eye boogers, but in all aspects, it seemed as if they were tears. "Is everything alright, my darling?". "You seem a bit depressed". I said, gently with kindness. "Kind of….I had another nightmare last night…which was pretty bad". Sailor said. "What happened, darling?". "Did you have a scary dream?". I asked, softly with gentleness. "I did, and I don't know….it was kind of bad". Sailor said. "What happened in your scary dream?". I asked, gently with softness. "I don't know…". Sailor said, as she looked away, "tell me". I whispered, kindly with softness. "well…I was in this large field, and my mom and dad were beside me…but then this field of flames surrounded me, and swallowed my parents". "That was the last I saw them". Sailor said, sniffling.
"That does sound scary, darling". "I know you and your parents were close". "Sometimes, the worst thing is knowing that these nightmares will come, even when you don't expect them to". I said, gently with softness. "I know right now is scary, but things will better themselves as time goes on". "Don't feel sad, darling". "Remember that you are important to us". "You make the world a better place, and I am so proud of you". I said, kindly with gentleness. "This will one day be a passing glance…just be hopeful for the future". I smiled a kind smile. "I'll try to". Sailor said. I smiled a kind smile. "I love you so much". "You're my darling girl". I said, gently with softness. "I love you, too". Sailor said. I smiled a kind smile, smoking my cigarette. "Sweetie, let's go inside, and lay down for a while". I said, kindly with softness. "Ok". Sailor said. Sailor and I got up, walking inside. Nazz made some coffee nearby, as she looked outside at the rain. 'It does look terrible out there". Nazz said, as she looked outside at the rain. "It does look bad…pretty languid". "Ah well…". I muttered, as I drank my coffee.
"Yes, it is horrible". Nazz said, in a mutter as she saw the darkness, and the gloominess outside. "Well, this is perhaps rare in itself, but I have the day off today". Nazz said. "Oh, do you?". "Wow, that's nice". "I'm impressed". I said, gently. "I didn't know a day off was in the cards for you".
"Yeah, it's there…but it's such a crappy day outside". Nazz said. "I don't know what I'll do….but I think I'll perhaps just relax, or something".
"Sounds like a fine plan". I said, as I ran my fingers under my beanie. "Hmm, I wonder what's on television, hmm?". "Perhaps something". I muttered this as I glanced around. "Alright, I'm going to the couch if I can". "There's nothing happening". I said, in a kind mutter.
"There is nothing happening". "I might as well go lay down as well". "Mmm, my stomach feels odd". Nazz said, in a faint mumble. "Geez, my stomach is feeling so weak". "I don't get this".
"Well, you have been working so much". "You might just need to rest". I said, kindly. "Maybe". Nazz said, as she went to the couch, sitting down. We both watched the television, while Sailor snuggled into her spot on the couch. With the amount of darkness, the T.V. glowed in the ambiance of the living room. Under the blankets, under the comfort of the sheets, we laid, feeling comforted by the essence of warmth, and love in our own room. "Mm, this is so perfect…isn't it?". I said, kindly. "It might be….then again, my stomach pains make me want to throw up". "Please hold on". Nazz said, with a biting edge to her voice. "Ok, dear". I said, gently with softness. Nazz snuck into the bathroom to throw up. She knew she couldn't throw up…or that she just…didn't wish to…so she went to the toilet to sit down. Even so, in her curiosity, she picked up a pregnancy test.
"I don't need one of these, I don't do that much of anything….do I?". Nazz wondered as she glanced around. "Wait…maybe I do have sex…it would be smart to perhaps try it out". Nazz muttered to herself. Nazz took the pregnancy test from the bathroom countertop, peeing on it. "Mm, I'm sure it will be negative". "I'm very sure it will be". Nazz said. Nazz checked back after 10 minutes, seeing a small, green plus sign on the test. "Geez…why is it…positive?". "Am I pregnant?". "Oh my….I'm pregnant". Nazz gasped as she looked at the test in surprise. She might've looked at it in horror. Even so, she looked at it….feeling surprised. Whatever happened, she was surprised in a bad way.
Nazz sat in the bedroom, on the bed, as she looked down at the pregnancy test. She just looked at it, shaking her head. "Oh my….oh my". Nazz said, in a state of disbelief. I came in, taking in some laundry. "Hey, darling". "How are you, my love?". "You don't look like you're enjoying yourself too much". I said, kindly with softness. "I took a pregnancy test recently…..and as it reads….I'm positive". "I'll be having a baby". Nazz said, as she looked down at the test. "Hmm…so we're pregnant now". "We're having a baby…". "Well, it's nothing we're not ready for….it is what it is". I said, kindly.
"We're not even married to each other". Nazz said, with an irritated edge to her voice. "I understand…but we can get married to each other…and even if we're not, we can raise this baby". "We're at the age now where we can raise children…even so, we need to be together". "It's fate". I said, in a gentle protest. "Think of it this way; I am your Earth husband….and Lyle is your husband in heaven". "We'll be reunited with our loved ones, in heaven". "For now, let's focus on each other, and the time we have on Earth". "No matter what, I love you, and I'm staying and raising this baby with you". "I've always loved you…and I've always loved us…no matter what…we can do this". "There's no need to worry about it". "We'll be in a good place". "I promise you".
Nazz rolled her eyes. "Perhaps….perhaps it's ok". Nazz said, as she unclenched her fist. "Mmm, it is an exciting thing….I'll be having a baby!". "I guess….when I think about it….I've always wanted a baby". "A child of my own to parent, and raise". "I never thought I would have one because my husband died, but…well…it happened". "I'm happy that it happened between me and you, and no one else". "I'm so thankful to have you in my life". Nazz smiled, as she put the pregnancy test aside. "I'm Thankful to have you, too". I said, gently as Nazz and I kissed one another on the lips. We kissed one another, as Nazz put a loving hand on my chest, kissing me with all of the love she could muster. We both chuckled as we kissed. "Say…you wish to partake in a little…under the shirt action?". I asked, kindly. "I would love to…but I do feel like laying down, and just watching T.V. in the living room…if that's ok". Nazz said, with gentleness. "Oh…and you really….don't wish to have sex?". I asked, softly with gentleness. "I really don't". "But how about tonight?". "If that's good for you". Nazz said, as she and I chuckled.
"I suppose that would be alright". I sighed. "We can have sex, we can do our thing, it sounds like a wonderful thing". Nazz and I chuckled. "I'm sure it is…well, look at that, I do like to deliver". Nazz said, kindly. She and I chuckled. "Well, hey, you want to go back in?". Nazz asked, kindly as we got up from the bed. "I do wish to….you and I can just relax, and have a turn-down day". I said, gently. Nazz and I chuckled. "Love you". I whispered. "I love you, too". Nazz whispered, as she and I kissed. We returned to the living room, seeing Sailor asleep on the couch. "How do we wish to tell her?". Nazz asked, as she looked up at me. "I can tell her when the time is right". "We have to be gentle with her…she's still young you know". I said, kindly.
"I know…but she looks so sweet on the couch, she looks like a dream when she's asleep". Nazz whispered. "She does look so sweet". "I love seeing her in a dreamy state". "We'll wake her up and tell her when it becomes appropriate to do so". I whispered, kindly as I glanced down at Sailor, as she stirred in her sleep. Nazz and I smiled, knowing we were in a good place…Sailor would know when the time would become right. Boy, do I love my Sailor.
One day, I was outside in a moment of casual appeal, as I sat down, lighting a cigarette. The tip of it became ashen as it turned a chalky white. I smoked, running my fingers over my beanie. I smiled a casual smile, enjoying the essence of the morning.
Sailor came outside, holding her teddy bear. "Good morning, sunshine". I said, kindly. I smiled a loving smile. "Hi". Sailor said. I tapped ash from my cigarette. "How are you feeling this morning, baby?". I asked in a kind whisper. "I'm good". Sailor said. "I had a dream about you, sweetie". I said, kindly. "In my dream, you were on an island, and we were resting….I came in on a horse, and I rescued you….I was naked on this white horse…but I rescued you….and you as well as I rode off to our castle by the sea". "We were so close….and I loved you as if you were my wife". "Which you are sort of like my lover….the way we pair together". "You and I….we are so copesthetic….and our love….our bond is so strong". "You and I have just a strong connection…and we can do anything". "We are invincible, you and I….have you ever gotten that feeling…where you and I were meant to be together?". I asked, gently as I smoked my cigarette.
"I've had that feeling a couple times". Sailor said. "I guess we were meant to be together…..you're really nice….and I guess…you're someone that truly understands me".
I smiled a kind smile. "I do understand….because you are a gift". "You will always be a gift of mine….I love you, truly….and in a nice way, you complete me". "You and I….our bond is something I will always cherish". "You've given me everything, honey". I whispered, gently. "Thanks….and it's nice to know that I have". Sailor said.
"How are you this morning, darling?". "Is everything good?". I asked, gently. "Everything is good for now". Sailor said. "I'm doing well….and I guess….I guess I've found a part of myself that is doing well…and that is good with everything".
I smiled a kind smile. "You are wonderful….in every single way". I said, kindly. "You've given us everything….cutie". I smiled as I reached over, tickling Sailor's cheeks, lovingly. "You are my cutie….my baby cutie now and forever". "Oh, my darling Sailor….coochie coo". "You have the cutest laugh, and the prettiest smile….you know I love you". I whispered, kindly. I tickled Sailor's cheeks gently as I thought about kissing them…..but with my smoker's lips, it would be all too gross.
"I know, and I love you too". Sailor said. I smiled a gentle smile. "Would you like one of my famous massages for your cheeks?". I asked gently with softness. "That would work". Sailor said. I tapped ash from my cigarette. "Maybe you and I could snuggle up together and do some cheek massages". I said, kindly. "That would be nice". Sailor said.
"You are such a lovely baby….I love how strong you are as well". "You've done so many amazing things, coochie". I said, gently. Sailor nodded. I continued smoking my cigarette. "You and I have a bond that will never be broken". "Our bond will forever remain close…because of our love for one another". "Hmm, I've been thinking…wouldn't it be something if we were married?". I said, kindly. "You and I…we would share a castle by the sea….just like in my dream". I smiled, as Sailor nodded.
"We definitely would". Sailor replied. "You'd be an amazing wife". "And I'd be your devoted husband". I said, kindly. Sailor and I shared a laugh.
"That would be nice". Sailor said. "Mmm, being married…it is a lovely thing….a wonderful adherence by nature". I said, gently. "When I was with my wife….we had a lovely relationship…we were loyal to one another…..we were devoted…we just had a marriage that some people only dream of". "But sometimes, marriage can be a difficult thing…it's a lot of give and take….it's a lot of sacrifice….but in the end, when someone is willing to make it work, the payout is beneficial". "And my wife and I were very beneficial to one another….in a variety of ways". "We just worked well for one another….and in a sense, we made things work for us". "We did what we considered to be proprietary….for us…..and that's something that every marriage needs". "A marriage needs communication, love, and sharing". "When we share with one another, we find the best in each other…..and our love is unwavering". "We are married…even though we're in different places now….we are committed to one another…and we still support one another". "Rosalind and I". I tapped ash from my cigarette.
"That's nice". Sailor said.
"Hmm, well, now….I have something I'd like to share with you….now that we're alone". I said, gently. "Hopefully, we can still be friends….best friends….and whatever happens, or whatever people may think, this will be our secret". I smiled a kind smile. "What is it?". Sailor asked. "Nazz is pregnant now….I impregnated her with a baby of mine". "I know it seems sudden…and we're not married….but we just happened upon it….in a surprise of a manner". I said, gently. I tapped ash from my cigarette. "How did you get her pregnant?". Sailor asked. "Well, she and I had sex…as couples do". I said, kindly. "When two people love one another, and share intimacy…they have sex". "Sex is a beautiful process that the majority of couples have…when we link private parts, and come together….making a child". "That was something we enjoyed doing". "But the rest, you'll learn later in your health class…I figured now, I'd keep the rest a secret, since you're still too young". "But Nazz and I….have had sex". "And it's not a bad thing, it's not meant to be scary, or too out there". "It's just something that we do". "Nazz and I…we do love each other very much….and with that, we've decided to keep our relationship close…because we mean so much to one another now". "Nazz and I love each other….and we're made to be together….maybe". "But with you, I like you more because….you're very understanding, and kind….you've given me everything, darling". "Whatever happens, we'll always be close….because you're my best friend". "What we have is forever, and what we possess, is always". "You and I are always like a brother and sister". "We just have what we need….and forever, we always will". "You are my soulmate". "You're my favorite". I explained, kindly.
"Thank you". Sailor said. "You know I always love you". I said, kindly. "And hopefully, you're accepting of it". "It's entirely up to you, coochie". Sailor nodded. "I do accept it". Sailor said. "I'm really excited for the baby, too".
I smiled a kind, soft, sappy smile. "I knew you would, coochie". I said, gently. "You and I are just that copesthetic…we share everything, you and I". "my victories are your victories, and yours, are mine, too". "You and I…we're soulmates, and we were put together by fate….you and I…we're bound to be together…always". I said, kindly, as I smiled a sappy, kind, gentle smile, wrought with the element of love. "I know". Sailor said, as she smiled a bit as well. "And I know you so well, coochie". "You can never hide from me….your best friend, your older brother knows everything". "I know exactly what you're thinking, or what you're hiding….what's going on up there". "Because I know you…and I know exactly who you wish to be". "You've given me everything…I'm always looking out for my favorite". I said, gently. Sailor nodded.
"Maybe when we get the chance, we can snuggle…you and I". "let cuddly bear finish his dirty deed for a moment". I said, kindly. I chuckled a bit. "You and I…wrapped up in the sheets, and blankets….me…massaging your cheeks, and your face". "I'd like that….we haven't snuggled in so long, coochie". I said, kindly. "We really haven't". Sailor said.
"I'd like to show you my new silk sheets I bought". "Nazz just took them from the dryer…but they're washed….and dried….they are nice sheets". "They're ours now…because you like to snuggle with me". I said, gently. "The sheets would be nice". Sailor said. "I love silk a lot…it's a luscious, rich fabric, but it's nice for the face". "It's nice for anyone looking to relax, and feel stimulated by the fabric". I said, kindly. "You'd benefit from silk, too". "You like silk, and soft fabrics for your face". "That, and you like being nurtured by something soft". I smoked the last of my cigarette.
"I do". Sailor replied. "Ever since you were a baby who had just come to us from the orphanage…you and your baby sister liked silk". "You used to love the blankies mommy and daddy gave you". I said, gently. Sailor nodded. "You loved a swaddle more than anything…because it wrapped you up, and kept you safe, and warm". I said, kindly. "Sometimes, in order to get you and Ana to sleep, I'd wrap you in a swaddle, and it would keep you warm for the evening". "Swaddles are comforting for a baby girl and her little sister". "I loved a swaddle for you". I said, gently. "I kind of remember swaddles". Sailor said. I smiled a kind smile. "Let's make a swaddle now before we snuggle in cuddly bear's bed". I said, kindly, standing up to breathe strained breathing.
Sailor and I got to the big bedroom, as I undid the bed. "Ready to be comforted?". I asked, gently with softness. Sailor nodded. "Let's lay down right here….and as you do…just close your eyes….breathe deeply, exhale some of that bad stress….and let yourself relax…let your mind descend into the recesses of your subconscious….and your eyes close, as you hear the sound of my voice". "Listen closely….and just hear the sounds….of my voice speaking to you". "Whispering sweet evils into your subconscious ears, and nurturing you…rocking you to sleep in a bath of milk, and nourishment". "Then, now, and forever….I am your caregiver". I instructed gently in a sonorous, gentle, sultry, floaty voice that seeped in kindness.
Sailor nodded as she laid down on the bed, on the silken sheets. I wrapped her up in a traditional swaddle for afternoon relaxation. "I love you, coochie". I said, kindly as I tightened the swaddle to a gentle fit. "Ready for beddybye?". I said, gently. Sailor nodded, as I got on the other side of the bed. "Time for some massages, and cuddles, coochie". "Time for a bedtime nuzzle". I said, kindly. Sailor nodded as she closed her eyes. I arrived on the other side of her, massaging her cheeks, as I allowed my fingers to gently brush her cheeks. "There we are, coochie". "No need to be afraid…everything is ok now". I assured, gently. Sailor nodded, as she blinked back tiredness.
"I remember when you were just a tiny baby…you enjoyed being wrapped up". "You liked it when I wrapped you in a swaddle, and cuddled you". "You enjoyed laughing and playing…you were my favorite, along with Ana". I said, kindly, as I massaged Sailor's cheeks.
"I kind of remember that". Sailor said. "It was nice".
"It was nice…because you were beside me…and I comforted my baby…my little, baby, coochie sister". I said, gently with softness. "I comforted her….and I protected her…made sure nothing hurt her…and even now, I'd protect you….because you mean the world to me". I smiled a gentle smile. "You did well in doing that". Sailor said.
"I felt I was more than adequate". I said, kindly. Sailor and I chuckled. "But you seem sad today, coochie". "What's troubling you?". I whispered, gently…massaging…making circles on Sailor's cheeks. "I don't know". Sailor replied, as she felt my hands massaging her cheeks. "Tell me, coochie…I'll fix it". I whispered, kindly. "Tell me…I promise to keep your secrets…just as you've kept mine so many times".
"What's got you blue, coochie coo?". I asked in a gentle whisper. "I guess…today, I feel different…I've always felt different because….I have a learning difference…and…even though I try, and I put in effort to be the best, I just…I'm just…average". "And it just seems like….I'm different…and I could be normal…but…I'm not". "I'm not as skilled as I thought I was…and I try…but…I can't seem to achieve high enough". Sailor said. "I don't want to be average…I want to be talented".
I nodded, kindly. "Well, honey…natural skill isn't everything". "Even I don't have natural skill, the whole way". "I'm average intelligence that works hard, too". "You're not bad because you're different…you're not going to be unlucky when you stop being a perfectionist". "You are truly unique the way you are". "You are someone truly amazing, and wonderful, and exceptional". "Being a worker…being a trier isn't a bad thing…I'm a trier as well". "I wasn't always this skilled, either". "That's one thing you and I have in common". "We accomplish things because we have work ethic". "You and I can do anything because we put forth the effort". "Please don't be down on yourself because you like work". "Average is good….we work the hardest because we put forth effort". "What you and I have is something that tightens our bond". "We have work ethic…and we have our gifts of effort". "What we share is crucial to us….and one day, we'll accomplish amazing things". "Because effort is much better than any kind of skill". I said, gently.
"Besides, the reason you are above-average is because of your past…and what you've been through". "It's the reason you are a worker, and a trier". "A past where a baby isn't nurtured, or taken care-of is a bleak one". "But you did what you needed to do…and you thrived". "You are someone significant…and you are someone truly wonderful….you'll do something truly extraordinary, I know you will". "Don't begin to feel insecure…because I know you will do amazing things". I said, kindly. "I know one day you will". "Besides, the perfectionist is one that will eventually be overwhelmed…and we don't want that to happen to either of us". "Don't overwhelm yourself with too much, or bad thoughts". "It's not what either of us want". "Sometimes, the best thing to do is just to relax…and let things happen". "What happens could be quite pleasant if we just let it occur". I explained, kindly. Sailor nodded.
"Maybe it could be". Sailor said. "But I guess….I don't know….I don't know why I feel different…and why I feel like I always have to work harder".
"Perhaps because you and I are wired the same way". "We both want to achieve at the best". "We don't settle for anything else….but what if…you and I just slowed down a bit…and enjoyed where we were". "What if we decided to take it easy…and enjoy the view". "Sometimes, as a worker, we become too caught up in what we're doing that we don't especially enjoy where we are". "That's how the greats are…but for now…you and I should just appreciate how far we've come". "We should be grateful for who we are, and what greatness we've achieved". "Let's enjoy our time…not squander it". "We do great things…and we're destined for greatness…let's make it obvious to ourselves". "And enjoy our time". I said, gently.
"Maybe so". Sailor said. "I would appreciate that".
I massaged Sailor's cheeks, kindly. "I know it's been hard for us…but we can do it". "We have to keep our focus clear and concise". "We don't need to be any crazier than we already are". I chuckled a bit. I gently massaged Sailor's cheeks, circling her face. "Maybe not". Sailor said. I smiled a kind smile. "You and I both know it". I whispered, gently as we chuckled.
"Sometimes, when we fall, we see the ground…but it is within a few seconds we see the sky…and it is inspiration for us to pick ourselves back up". I whispered, gently. Sailor nodded. "Who told you that?". She asked. "Ed, believe it or not". I said, kindly. "He's given me all sorts of wisdom". "But the wisest thing he's told me was, that we are made to struggle, but we finally achieve what it is we've struggled for". "It is that that's made the struggle worth it". I smiled a gentle smile, massaging Sailor's cheeks. "That's nice". Sailor said.
"You and I have experienced so much…and we're still young…but what we were meant to achieve is….happiness, and true peace". "We are peaceful, and as soon as we're happy with how we've climbed that mountain, we can rest easy another day". "You and I, coochie…let's make that a goal". "We can be peaceful with who we are". I whispered, kindly. "Maybe I can be". Sailor replied. "But how do I do that?". "What steps do I need to take?".
I smiled a wise, cunning, gentle, yet brash smile. "Try to be happier, coochie". "Sailboat". I whispered, kindly. "This world belongs to us". "We can do anything we wish to". "And whatever happens, you and I are still with that magical bond we have". "We are capable of anything". I brushed Sailor's cheeks, gently. "Let your big brother handle it, coochie coo". "I can handle anything…and as for us…we can be anything". I whispered, gently. Sailor nodded, as my smile became cunning, and brash…sort of like Eddy's. "Just relax now….fall asleep…and be as free as you wish…I'm here to protect you". I whispered, kindly. Sailor nodded. I massaged Sailor's cheeks, lovingly as I kissed up and down her cheeks. "I love you, so much…coochie". I whispered, in a floaty voice as I felt myself drifting off to sleep as well. "I love you….I love you, love you". I whispered, kindly. Sailor was already asleep, as I hugged her from behind. She was safe…in my arms. Though as I drifted off I whispered some words, and another big secret.
"I'm having an affair with a Kanker named Marie". I whispered….before drifting off to sleep.
