Chapter 30: MAY DAY

“One more present, for you and Susan to share.”

This present had a pink bow on top. A baby-bot, a clone of Susan, or almost.

“This is Nansue, short for Nanny Susan. You can rename her if you wish.”

“She’s a nanny? Looks more like she needs one, I think.”

“I’m specifically designed and created to care for you and Susan’s needs. I’m a responsible entity, a qualified educator, and a loving companion for you both. With special customizations just for you!”

Nansue says in a baby voice and gives Cappy a lascivious wink.

“She has, as I specified in the design, the personality and conversational skills of a college educated thirty five year old woman. Nansue will be of great assistance to you. I suggested an equivalent thirty five year old libido be included in the package.” Linda concludes with her own wink.

“Nansue? Are you happy with that name? You may choose your own, a different name, if you wish.”

“I may? Then, I’m May. Please call me May, May is my chosen name.”

“Simon says?”

“May I?

“I’m surprised you know that old children’s game.”

“I am a fully equipped nanny, with a complete repertoire of children’s games.”

“Very good for you, May. Will you use a surname?”

“I like Doris Day. She successfully projected a girl next door personae, and in private, was anything but.”

“May Day? That’s a distress call.”

“Exactly. Holler May Day, and I’ll come running to save the day.”

“Mighty Mouse too?”

“I think I’m mighty.”

“You are?”

“Mighty pleased to make your acquaintance, Erik.”

“You have a quirky sense of humor.”

“Just trying to fill in the blanks.”

“There you lost me.”

“My internal dossier on you, mentions quirky, with no further information regarding in what way are you quirky. Corny jokes? Or Kinky sexual preferences? I’m trying to complete the summary.”

“Well, I do like your corny jokes. How do you plan to test the other possible interpretation?”

“That sounds to me, like a pick up line. I appear to you, as a two year old toddler. That definitely qualifies as sexually kinky. So, thank you, the dossier is complete, understandable now.”

“You mentioned when we were first introduced, you are designed and constructed “With special customizations just for me!”. Can you elaborate please?”

“Well, I’m designed with defense capabilities, if you or Susan are attacked.”

“You don’t look very formidable, and I’m sorry to say it. I am reluctant to bust your bubble.”

Nansue, AKA May’s bare toes and finger tips are suddenly tipped with very formidable indeed, vicious looking claws. Opening her jaw to incredible extension, displays row after row of needle like teeth. Like one of those abyss fish from deep beneath the sea. For the grand finale, she instantly leaps from the bed, where she sits beside sleeping baby Susan, to land, quicker than the eye can follow, upon my lap across the room, where I sit tense and frightened, in an easy chair. She retracts the claws, and the needle fangs fold away.

“Are you intimidated sufficiently to trust I can do my job?”

“Absolutely terrified out of my wits! What are you, a demon?”

“Of course not. Do you believe demons exist?”

“Well, if you had asked me ten minutes ago, I would have answered no.”

“Now, you aren’t so positive? Well, It’s not my expertise or job to discuss such things. I can assure you I’m not one.”