Chapter 15

The next day, Sailor and I, including Nazz, were outside by the pool, it was a calm afternoon as the cigarette of mine sat in its ashtray….trailing a thin line of smoke. I brought the cigarette to my lips, as I smoked. Nazz glanced over, scrunching her face a bit. "That only makes the craving worse for me". Nazz said, as she chuckled a bit. "Yes, I'm sure it does". I said, as I blew out some cigarette smoke. Nazz smiled as she sat back, while her painted lips quivered a bit. Who knows why they quivered. Women are so complex.

Sailor, wrapped in her towel swaddle, with multiple towels, walked around. She seemed to sniffle as a soft, tired cry came from her. A tiny noise as she sighed.

"Mmm, Sailor". Nazz said, gently, with kindness, as she said it loud enough for Sailor to hear from where she was. Nazz's voice was a softened, comforting, loving, tender, feathery voice that was like a blanket of silky chocolate after a luscious meal. A feminine bout of perfume, and pearls against a dress of lace. Her voice…feminine and sultry, thanks to cigarettes, yet motherly.

Sailor turned her head around, as she heard Nazz speaking to her in this softened, motherly voice. Nazz's painted lips moved, as she seemed to be the epitome of gentleness. Sailor nodded, as she heard this voice, she walked towards Nazz, whose bathing suit crackled, and ripped a bit, revealing a piece of her breast. Nazz…she can be a sex symbol at times.

Sailor came to Nazz, as Nazz smiled a gentle smile. "Is everything good, sweetie?". Nazz asked, in a kind, softened, friendly voice. "I'm ok". Sailor replied. "I just kind of…I'm just…waking up". "It's all fine". Sailor glanced around as she stood by us. "Good to hear". "I'm happy for you". Nazz said, kindly with gentleness. "You seem well-rested, you seem better, you truly are the strongest person I've ever met….and you are the most authentic". Nazz smiled.

"Thank you". Sailor replied. "I try my best…each and every day…and…I think I'm doing well". "It's definitely time for a new beginning, and thanks to you guys, it's easy to keep trying".

Nazz smiled, kindly. "You are the best, you are my favorite as well…I don't care who knows, or hears it, but you are my favorite…and I will always cherish you…forever and always". Nazz said, gently. Nazz stroked Sailor's cheeks, gently. Sailor smiled again…in only the way she could because she is a happy person….truly, she is.

Nazz smiled back, hugging Sailor. "I love you". Nazz whispered, gently as Sailor hugged her. Nazz and Sailor hugged…sharing a connection. It was lovely because…Sailor truly was a part of us, and she belonged to us. She was our best friend…well, more than that. She was our baby sister…and she belonged to us…in every way, she was ours. From the time she and Ana were adopted. From that time on, she was ours….and we would always be there for her. Sailor and I…we're soulmates….we're family…and nothing could come between us. We are inseparable, and whatever happens, we can get through it. Because she and I are always one in the same. Our love is so strong. That's forever.

I smiled as I opened my arms for Sailor, putting my cigarette aside. "Hello, darling". I said, kindly with gentleness. I smiled a loving smile. "Hello". Sailor replied. I smiled a kind, charismatic smile as I cleared my lap for my darling Sailor. "You look so beautiful, coochie". "You know my love for you…for us is eternal…it's forever". "And whatever happens, I will always be beside you…because you mean the world to me". "You are my everything…and I hope to be your everything as well". I said, kindly with gentle, charismatic softness. "That's nice". Sailor replied.

"When you came to me…from the orphanage…when you were just a baby girl…only an infant, you were so young, so new to the world you were a part of, and even then, you had some amazing gifts and talents". "Not only were you intelligent, and musical, but you were very resilient". "You always knew just how to protect others, keep everyone safe, and rise above any challenges that you faced". "You are a gift to me, and to others….and you have been from the very beginning, since your birth mother brought you to us". "You are everything to us….you're everything to me…and our bond is so strong….it will only get stronger". I said, kindly with a softness. Sailor nodded. "You had challenges from the beginning, you've faced tragedy, but you made it..and you did it". "You are a gift, my Sailor". "You are an amazing person…you are so authentic". "You're honest, you're giving, you're loving, and you're wonderful in so many ways". "The best description I could use is…authentic". "You are so authentic….and so resilient". "I am beyond proud of you, my baby". "My baby…keep on, right on, doin' it". "Never never gonna give you up…because you are my baby…and only mine". I said, gently with a softness, and an alluring, floaty voice. "Ohh, my darling….you are always mine…now that we're together…I need you". I said, kindly with a cuddly, distracted floatiness to my voice.

"Please don't be sad about what happened early on…because you made it…and you did it…and I will always be proud of you….that, I can guarantee". "I love you…and if you didn't have your aunt as a legal guardian, I'd adopt you as my baby". "I'd be your guardian, and we'd live together". I said, gently with a cuddly essence to my softened voice. "I know…you told me a ton of times". Sailor said. "You and I…we'd have so much fun…we'd cook together, I'd read you the encyclopedia Britannica, we'd play chess, we would be best friends…we'd be companions who share traveling pants". I said, kindly.

"You and I…our love is strong….and what we have…will never cease…because you are my gift". "You've done it, my Sailor". "You've done so well…and I always knew you could do it…because you truly are the best". "And I'm right beside you…forever". I said, gently with a kind softness. I smiled a kind smile, as I opened my arms. I was wearing an apron. I always look like a homemaker in anything I do around the house.

"Can I have a hug, coochie?". I asked, gently with softness. Sailor nodded as she came to me, resting in my arms. "I love you". I whispered, kindly. Sailor nodded. "I love you too". Sailor replied. We both smiled and laughed. I smiled as I held Sailor close, as she was just small enough to fit into my arms. Sailor lost a lot of weight after her parents passed, she was tiny, and about the size of a 3 year old, or a 4 year old. Nazz suggested a diet of nutrients, lipids, and fats to help her gain the weight and get taller, but she still has a ways to go.

She laid in my arms, as her fragile, round eyes looked up at me. She looked like a baby kitten, or a baby bunny wrapped in her towel. A newborn who needed milk, and love, comfort after losing birth mom.

I gently held her against my apron, kissing her tiny head, as I sang her the lullaby mom and dad used to sing.

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night"

"Take these broken wings and learn to fly"

"All your life, you were waiting for this moment to arrive".

"Blackbird, fly".

"Blackbird, fly".

"Into the light of a dark black night".

I sang this softly to her as I stroked her cheeks, kissing her head. She fell asleep, as we went upstairs from the pool, to the comfortable big bed, where I tucked her in, and read her a thesis paper while she fell fast asleep. I sang to her…softly as we both shared a loving nap. We were both tired….but we both enjoyed our little Getaway.

The reason I was floaty, distracted, and odd in the last piece of conversational dialogue…is because I was on 3 different medicines for my hips, and for my hormone balance. Everyone was right…I am a Grandpa. Oh, and…I can take my teeth out as well. Lost my other ones, smoking. Go figure.

As was said before; I sat on the bedside, and read Sailor the thesis paper on Schrodinger. "This too, shall be that time is of an impeccable sort, that the measurements sustained are the ones that are notarized, and written". I read, as Sailor looked upwards at me with sleepy eyes. "According to the balanced equations, 7.888 squared is a definitive logarithm to A sub 23X(67) squared". "If we multiply this by the standard notation of 0.00012308000, then our answer to the graphene problem is 0.00067.0006754". I read, as I had my readers on.

Sailor fell asleep in bed, as she turned over. I smiled as I rubbed her back, gently. Nazz came into the room, tickling my back. "How is she?". "Did she fall asleep?". Nazz asked, kindly. "She did…she was exhausted, but we got pretty far in this thesis paper". "She almost made it to the end". "And at the beginning, she asked questions, she did the math mentally, she solved every single problem". I whispered, kindly. "She is so intelligent, so gifted, it's no wonder she's in classes with older kids". "She truly is the brightest person I've ever met". I whispered.

Nazz nodded, kindly. "She is an amazing person, indeed". "I love her so much". Nazz whispered, as she saw Sailor sleeping in our bed. "I love her so much as well". I whispered in reply, as I stroked Sailor's cheeks, lovingly. "Well, with that lovely aspect in mind, I might go take a nap as well". Nazz whispered, while I agreed. We went into our bedroom, and laid down…kissing before we took our nap.

On the beach, in the morning sun, as the salty air seemed to surround the nice landscape, Sailor, came out of her swaddle, looking particularly vulnerable…possibly because she was away from the gentle tug of the blankets. She was on the beach, in her nightgown, as she looked around with tired eyes. I was off to the side, but I instructed her from afar. Perhaps it was because Nazz was pregnant, maybe it was because I had sex with her that morning…but…my voice…no longer commonplace, and old…no longer wise, constructive, educated and gentle, yet dignified like butterscotch in the pocket. It now had a sexual fervency, and an allure to it.

"Sailor, darling". I said in this new, sexual voice. "Perhaps we've come a long way, and we have…but my wish for you is for you to know just how significant you are to me". "You've given me everything….and perhaps, and perchance, one day I will return the favor by protecting you…but that's just it, you are the knightess, and I am the distressed damsel". "It seems we pair well that way". I said, in this confusing, sexual, sultry register that was raspy, and sounded much like a voice on a broken GPS system. It was my voice I used when having sex with Nazz.

"Ohhh, Sailor, lovey…one day, you will change the world…it seems you already have". "And one day, you will inspire, and influence millions….I believe in you, Sailor". "You can do anything". "And you already have". My foolish, frivolous, sexual voice that could be considered bovine, and as derelict as the Romani bandits, said to Sailor.

"Now, my Sailor, I want you to listen to every one of my directives". "There will be instructions for each one…listen carefully, now, Sailor". The voice of mine said. "Place your….right, hand on your…back". The voice instructed, in a mechanical, yet sexual manner. Sailor did as instructed, even though she did so, with vulnerable eyes that wondered exactly where this voice was coming from. "Very good". My voice praised. "Now…place your left, hand on your….shoulder". This voice instructed. Sailor did as instructed. "Very good, my Sailor". "Now, swallow". My voice instructed, in a gentle, mechanical manner. It was like having a pair of lips on a computer. The lips remained keen, and observant of the effort given by the worker. Though the computress and her lips possessed natural skill. Not that I'm like a woman, but I am close.

My poor Sailor. My poor girl, my baby had trouble following the directive given. Sailor tried her best, she did…but she couldn't do it because she was traumatized.

She tried her best, though it took her quite a few tries. …..mmm….

"Swallow" the voice repeated, albeit gently. Sailor tried her best, but spit came sweltering upwards. "Incorrect, please try again". The voice said, with gentleness. Sailor tried, as she pushed, with the strength she had. "Almost there…sorry". The voice said, with a mechanical, sexual fervor. Yet it was gentle.

"You can do it, keep trying". The voice encouraged, kindly. Sailor pushed with all of her might, eventually doing it with ease. "Very good, my Sailor". "Well done". My voice said, in its crazy tone. "You are truly gifted". "I knew you could do it". "You can do anything, you are just that lovely…my best friend…my love". The voice paused for a moment before providing a gentle, "I love you". Sailor nodded, but shuddered at the comment provided by the creepy voice.

I agree we both were a bit creeped out by the sexual tone of my voice.

But when I emerged from the shadows, I saw Sailor, in her position…trusting me after what I put her through. "Hi, darling". I said, kindly. I smiled a gentle smile. "I know that was certainly strange…wouldn't you agree?". I asked, gently. Sailor nodded. "Well, we each have our vices now, don't we?". I said, kindly. Sailor nodded. My lips quivered a bit. Sailor looked up at me, and my lips. "Are you wearing lipstick?". Sailor asked. "I might be…but I'm exploring a bit'. "I've been wearing this coat for a while". I said, gently. "Nothing to be ashamed of, isn't it?". I smiled, chuckling as I touched my lips. "We need to take some medicine, darling". I said, kindly. "Are you ready?". I asked, gently. Sailor nodded. We went inside to take her medicine before we continued our vacation.