Wondering again what she used to look like, and if he should ask for a photo next time her mother was here. ‘No, Hugh that’s not really needed’ ...e chided himself. He couldn’t explain it but something about her had gotten to him, and he wasn’t used to feeling protective over his patients. ‘How could you not want to protect her?’ Looking more like a girl laying there then a woman, her lush undecorated lips slightly trembling he had to resist the urge to throw a blanket over her and warm her feet. Leaning back in the chair, I spread my legs, making room for him as I pointed to my crotch."Get to work."He looked at me for a moment, as if not quite understanding what I meant, but as he looked at the front of my jeans, the telltale bulge clued him in. Raising his shaky hands, he brought them to the top of my pants, letting them rest there for a moment, before he slowly undid the button and began to work the zipper down. I raised my ass, slightly, letting him tug my pants down. With my. Now he seemed indifferent. Days passed and no real change had been made, still we escorted my father's ship but progress was slow because of the damage the pirates had done to it in their initial attack. Captain Hawk had returned my clothes to me and as often as I could I stood at the prow of the ship and looked across the vast ocean to the ship that was always in sight of Captain Hawk's. Though we were never close enough for me to distinguish my father among the other faceless forms that moved. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more words. Or maybe I am remembering them.I know, for example, that I am in a "room"It has "walls" and a "floor" and a "ceiling" and a "door"I want to remember my new words. I wonder how I can?********I now have a way to remember my words.There is a a "desk" and a "chair" and "paper" and a "pen"I write down my words, so I can remember them.*****Do I have a name?It seems like I must, but I don't remember.