Chapter 17: Sailing Lessons

I took Jenny horseback riding. We rode for three hours this time. It was long enough to start feeling it. It was OK, but I mostly do the horseback riding for the entertainment audience. I was not a complete novice at riding, but the horse still knew more than I did.

We returned to Home and languished in the hot tub. We made it warmer than usual to soak the aching and soreness away. Jenny didn’t get a raise out of me, so she went to do some household chores. I suspect she had her own AI connection to House, and House was just keeping her occupied.

I went to Victoria Merritt’s cabin and knocked. She opened the door quickly.

“Tom. I am glad to see you again.”

I said, “That’s very nice. I wanted to check on you this morning. Later today, I am headed west for an appointment I have tomorrow morning. I need to leave.”

She said, “Please come in. I would like to talk to you.”

Drozul said, “We programmed her egg yesterday. Sensors tell us she’s already pregnant.”

She sat on one end of the couch and indicated I should sit on the other.

“Tom, what did you do to me yesterday? I barely remember opening the door to you. I know we had sex, and we did it repeatedly. I never felt anything like that before. I should not even be able to walk today. More than that, my face has cleared up overnight. My cheeks are as smooth as a baby’s now. There are other things, but it’s like I had a miracle cure or something.”

I smiled enigmatically and said, “Something alright, I can’t say more. I will tell you your life will continue to improve. Oh, and you are pregnant now.”

“Pregnant! From one session with you?”

I laughed, “I deposited enough in you yesterday that it could have fertilized every woman here in California. I will tell you I was born to a man and woman like everybody else, but I have been enhanced by science. I can heal. Every woman I kiss gets this gift. Everyone they kiss gets healthier and will pass that on to everyone they kiss. It’s not a chemical or a disease.”

She said, “Good Lord. That sounds like a load of crap if I hadn’t woke up and seen my boobs this morning.”

“Your boobs?”

She said, “Yes. They were always mismatched in size and too mushy. They were droopy; now they are almost perky.”

Drozul interjected, “Way to go, let the cat out of the bag often?”

I said nothing to him.

I said to Victoria, “Yes, your boob job was another blessing from my gift. They will get a little better and stay that way.”

She said, “Was that gift why I had my first orgasms yesterday?”

I said, “No, that was all me. Several erogenous zones can help a woman to reach orgasm. Your most sensitive one, which worked the best. You had what’s called a cervical orgasm. It zone sits all the at the back of your pussy. It’s right on your cervical mouth. It requires a guy with a long one to reach it.”

She said, “I never heard of the cervical orgasm.”

I said, “It’s a pretty new discovery and still being studied. It is sometimes called the O-spot or C-spot. It is at the very mouth of the cervix.

“Now that you know what an orgasm feels like, Find out if you can have a clitoral or g-spot-triggered orgasm? If not, you must find a well-hung man to be your partner. Someone long enough he can tickle your cervical mouth.”

She said, “I know we just met, but you can’t visit me?”

I said, “No, not easily. There are many people out there that need to be healed. Can I see your new breasts?”

She pulled her dress off. I looked at her. Indeed, she is a big, beautiful woman who looks years younger now. Her breasts are almost perfect.

I said, “Drozul?”

He knew what I wanted, “Yes, Tom, they will continue to improve. Her breasts are fashioned after a well-known actress’s breast. The actress is named Raquel. They will be the same even after this baby.”

I said, “So, you programmed her body to resemble Raquel’s but left her face looking like herself?”

Drozul said, “Yes, that basic long-legged Raquel shape is well received by all hominids on our channels.”

Victoria said, “What do you think?”

I said, “Stunning. You are a wondrous woman to behold. In one more day, you will be even better looking. Oh, before we get too far,” I pulled a card out of my wallet.

I said, “This is my business card. You can reach my office through that email address or phone number. I travel the world, so my office handles most of my issues. This card is a debit card. Each month, $2,000 will be added to your account. This will continue for 22 years as long as you raise our child.”

She said, “You have others like me?”

I said, “Yes, it’s a work in progress, but I do support all my baby mommies up until their kids reach college age. The money is clean, so Uncle Sugar does not need to know about it. Consider it tax-free. Don’t use it to make big bank deposits; use it like cash.”

She said, “So, you are so positive I am pregnant. Are you already making support payments? Who does that?”

“A responsible father.”

She said, “Are you just going to stare at me all day?”

“Darling, I could look at your body all day long.”

I detected the smell of her pussy. Oh hell ya!

I stood up and quickly stripped off. She took me by the hand and took me to the bedroom. Victoria soon had me plugged into her, and she started fucking me hard. She had heard the part about her O-spot, and she had believed it totally as she began to chase several orgasms. She pursued one right after the other.

Looking up at her new firm titties, they do not sway as much as they jiggled at the tips. I was mesmerized by them.

Victoria was now perfect. I fully believe THIS is as it should be. Men and women were being fucked over by what we were doing to nature. Chemicals, plastics, and pollutants were screwing everything up. Being an average guy, I did not see another solution for it. Exo’s will save us.

For a woman who had never had an orgasm before, she had undoubtedly become multi-orgasmic. Drozul didn’t mention it, but her big cooter was well-tightened inside now. The outer lips still became puffy as hell, but inside, she was as tight as any teenager.

Victoria and I fucked and chatted off and on for a few hours. I knew she was healed enough now. I could leave, and she would be just fine. I had helped her loneliness; she had seen herself in the mirror and knew there is a future for her now. She would be busy with the baby. Maybe she would find a guy.

She fell asleep, and Drozul popped into the cabin through a portal.

Drozul said, “It has been decided we need to conk her. That way she can retain knowledge of you, yet she won’t be able to talk about you. She is so much better than she was before that it is very noticeable. She will have the proper responses programmed in. She will say she was at a spa and had treatments.”

I said, “Oops, my bad. Victoria remembered me, though. That’s why I felt I had to tell her something.”

Drozul said, “Yes, you stayed through a few of her sleep cycles. That’s why she was able to remember you. We will take her and time her back to an hour from now.”

I said, “OK, I’m leaving now,”

Another alien Heillizdt female came through with a gurney as I exited the cabin.

It was time I moved on to San Diego.

I checked Jenny and myself out of the park. Truck drove us toward San Diego. Jenny and I spent a couple of hours together, enjoying just being with each other. It was nice feeling close to Jenny.

My mind slid back to Victoria. In another life, we could have had a good thing. I did really enjoy her long legs, medium-large breasts, and her plush feeling pussy mound.

Canada, though? Screw that. Being a Florida boy, Canada was a nice place to visit, but those Winters are simply to darned long. I had seen both coasts of Canada. Beautiful, but freaking cold as shit. I had been to both Canadian coasts in Winter - Brrrr...

In San Diego, we rented a motel room near the school. I didn’t feel like dealing with trying to turn the rig invisible and visible again daily. There was too much human traffic near the school. I planned to keep the bed messed up daily. We used the motel mostly to park the camper truck where we lived.

The following day, Jenny made a great breakfast. We both went to the school and checked in.

We had an hour-long introduction and went right into the teaching part. The first three days were mostly classroom. We started with the basic rules of the road, and then we had the ‘This is a mainsail, this is a jib’ lesson. This was interspersed with sessions learning to sail in small sailboats.

The little sailboats are a blast to sail. We got lots of practice raising sails, trimming them for speed, tacking, and jibing. Sailing the little ones is a blast. I get the sailing thing now. It’s silent, without a motor; it’s all you against the sea and wind.

The fun part is bringing your boat in. That requires a lot of coordination. There are no brakes or motors available to help you control your little sailboat’s speed. I had so much fun at the end of the three days. I am sure the entertainment audience had a blast, too.

The next section of the class was moving up to a sailing catamaran. I had chosen to learn catamarans and not mono hulls.

We took the “cat” cruising North to Catalina Island and then back down to San Diego again. Our class had six people, three couples, so with the Captain, we each had our own cabin. I shared it with Jenny.

This seemed a lot about convincing us to charter their bigger sailboats. Sailboats owned by the folks that were teaching us to sail. Learning to sail and bring the big boats back into port seemed secondary.

By the end of our final four sailing days, I was convinced. I wanted a boat. I discovered the boat we sailed to Catalina, a Leopard 53, was owned by someone else. It’s leased a good part of the year to the school.

The boats were almost all owned by someone who used them only part-time. The school makes most of their boat payments for them. The owners don’t have to pay for tying up the import or for water and electricity, either.

Those owners are part-time sailors because they have careers and lives of their own.

It really helped the owners to defray the cost of ownership. A lot of people rented yachts during the summer for several weeks. It was a great way to actually get away from the rat race and get some peace of mind.

I decided now that I wanted a boat. I think that was part of Drozul’s plan all along. I knew it, but I decided to go with it anyway. It was something to do. It was different than living inside an RV with Jenny, who is so sweet and attentive to my every need.