Page 13 of His Little Turquoise
“Because I can. It’s in our nature, Little one. Now that I’ve found you, I don’t want to put you down. I’m going to take care of every one of your needs at all times.” I say that last to warn her.
She rolls her eyes. “Well, you can’t take me to the bathroom, so…”
I tap her nose as I reach the giant bed in the room I have never slept in. I just got here this afternoon. “Don’t roll your eyes at Papi,” I say lightly. I’m going to have to be careful with my discipline. I don’t ever want her to equate anything I expect of her with that horrible man who wasn’t a Daddy at all.
She bites her lip and releases it. “Sorry, Papi. May I please go to the bathroom now?”
I lower her onto my bed so her tiny legs are dangling off the edge. I set my hands down alongside her and meet her gaze. “We don’t have bathrooms, Little one. Not here in our apartments or anywhere on our planet. Not the kind you’re used to anyway.”
She frowns. “Where do you pee?”
“Our males have a special receptacle where we empty our bladders, and we don’t do it nearly as often as human females.”
“Where do your women go potty then?”
It hasn’t occurred to her yet, and I’m ready for the confrontation that’s coming. Intellectually ready that is. “Forone thing, until we started mating with human females, there had been no females on Eleadia for a very long time. The last ones died about a century ago. Only males were living on the planet until we discovered our compatibility with humans. So the only females on Eleadia are human Little girls.”
She frowns some more. I’m not surprised. “If you don’t have women, where did you come from?”
I smile. She’s going to be shocked about this revelation for sure. “My mother. She died a hundred and six years ago.”
Mia’s eyes bug out and her mouth opens wide. “You’re… You’re like a hundred and thirty?”
“Yes.”
“But, but you look thirty-five.”
“We age well. The air is cleaner. We eat healthier. You will stop aging at the same speed on Eleadia too. Our scientists believe we will live a few centuries.”
She gasps. “Centuries?” Her voice rises an octave. It’s cute.
I lower my face until my forehead touches hers. I love how heavily she’s breathing. I’m affecting her. I can smell her arousal. It’s potent. It’s also embarrassing her for reasons I don’t understand.
“I really need to go potty now, Papi,” she murmurs.
“Okay, Little one.” I rise up and reach for the hem of her dress to ease it up her body.
She pushes it back down. “Papi…”
“Let Papi take your clothes off, Baby girl. I’m going to need to examine you after you go pee-pee anyway.”
Her adorable cheeks are so pink. She’ll never be able to hide her embarrassment from me with that pale skin and rosy hue.
“What do you mean?” She bats at my hands, trying to keep me from lifting her dress, which she holds down over her pussy.
“I’m a doctor, Mia. In fact, I’ve been the doctor on the starship for two years. That was my contract. Every Little girl hasto undergo a thorough medical exam before she can be cleared for travel. A new doctor is taking over for me now that my contract is over, and I’m returning to Eleadia. Since I’m qualified to ensure you’re healthy, I will go ahead and do so here before we travel to the mothership. He’ll want to take another look at you when we arrive because that’s standard procedure. But for my own peace of mind, I’m going to ensure you’re completely healthy now.”
She squirms and squeezes her legs together. “Please can I just go potty?”
Apparently it’s urgent.
I tug on the hem of her dress again. It’s very pretty. I know she feels pretty wearing it, or she wouldn’t have worn it tonight. It makes her feel so comfortable in her skin that she doesn’t even care that she isn’t dressed like any other female. She’s going to be frustrated when she finds out she won’t be wearing clothes any longer.
“Move your hands, Baby girl,” I command in a firm voice. “Let Papi take this dress off. You can’t hide from Papi forever.” I know human females have trouble with exposing themselves at first. It’s out of their comfort zone. They aren’t used to the custom. It’s shocking at first.
She shakes her head defiantly.
It’s hard not to smile. I don’t want her to think I’m making light of her embarrassment. I know it’s real. I’ve seen it in every single Little girl since I started my job as head doctor on the mothership.
