Chapter 60

Comfort

John experienced a 'sick' feeling deep inside of him. That stemmed from what happened last night and now what he knew about the encounter with 'Allison' in the future. He was sure both were Liquid Metal and at least one of them was Mrs. Weaver.

He remembered how close he was to making love to 'Allison' when she was in his bed in the future. He'd left her there alone to get dressed in his room. He told her he needed to know Cameron's fate before he could 'do anything'. He walked about ten steps away from the door when he stopped and turned around. He could tell he was ready and stimulated by the bulge his pants. What could a little comfort hurt? It would just be a few minutes of sharing. He wanted that very much. He thought about Riley and where she ended up at and that was it. He felt his manhood slacken and fade. It was his actions before that led to Riley's death. He did not want that same fate for Allison. He also did not want to 'hurt' Cameron further. He did need to give it some more time.

John shook his head to clear it. He was back to the reality of now. It was still in his mind that Mrs. Weaver almost seduced him into having sex with her as she pretended to be 'Allison'. She'd fooled him too. He thought it was Allison. John wondered if he would have known at the time if they would have shared. He could feel the 'love' when he was with Riley before and he was sure he would have felt that from Allison too. He really wondered what 'feedback' he would have gotten from Mrs. Weaver as 'Allison'. He was not sure how 'real' Liquid Metal could be. Mrs. Weaver as 'Allison' placed his hands on her breasts. They felt the same as the times that Allison did the same thing. Cameron's breasts felt the same as both of 'theirs' did. John 'touched' three versions of 'Allison' and they all felt the same. They felt soft but firm. Riley's breasts felt soft and spongy. They didn't feel as firm. He imagined that was the type of breasts that ended up as 'saggers'.

John thanked Vanna and Allison and returned to his room. He looked around again for any sign of something that did not look or feel right. He could find nothing. That only seemed to bother him more. Nothing looked out of place or disturbed. What was the real nature of what happened last night and what was it specifically? Was Mrs. Weaver back? He could not picture her arriving without a grand entrance. Sure she helped them in the future and she did save his life and Allison's life too. She returned Kyle to the past like she promised him she would do. If she could promise him she could return Cameron to him he would do whatever she asked of him. If she asked him to be with her, he would. They didn't need to play games. Cameron was what mattered and no sacrifice was too great to achieve that. Sacrifice was the true test of love.

John sought out John Henry for a review of any activity last night.

John Henry looked up as John entered the Command Center.

He'd witnessed John spend the night in Vanna's room with Vanna and Allison both in there. He wondered if John made the first step to 'move on' and accept Cameron's termination. It was about time so everything could return back to 'normal'. John's negative attitude and demeanor were affecting all of the Resistance operations.

Before he could comment on John's latest action, John spoke.

"Were there any signs of any intruders last night?" John asked. "Was there anything on the security feeds?"

John Henry tilted his head slightly. His server reviewed everything that happened last night. He now wondered if John went to 'protect' Vanna and Allison if there was something he missed. He wondered why John hadn't checked last night.

"No. John, I was here the whole time." John Henry answered. "I did not see, hear or detect anything."

John frowned. He really hoped that Mrs. Weaver had returned. Now it may be some other type of 'threat' to the team. He'd felt a 'presence' to whatever happened. He could not place it. Now with some hindsight there was a 'presence of Cameron'. That was why he didn't 'fight' what happened as much as he thought he would have. Maybe it was all in his head. Maybe none of it really happened. He didn't have any proof or evidence.

"Is there anything to indicate Mrs. Weaver is back or any other Liquid Metal Terminators?" John asked. "Have you detected any kind or type of Metal?"

"No." John Henry replied.

John caught up on operations and left the Command Center. He was very dissatisfied with the results of his conversation with John Henry. The lack of any answers only deepened the mystery. He left the Command Center and went to check with the other Terminators.

John sought out Bob and Jim. Both of them spent the night in standby as were the four captured Terminators, Al, Dan, Ed and Frank.

This was even more troubling to John. He seemed to be the only one who felt something happen or that something was 'different'.

John went to the lab. He hoped to find Vanna there. She was and she was working.

Vanna looked up at him and smiled

"Hey, good looking." Vanna said.

John smiled back. The image of her firm breasts with the super pink nipples was still in his head.

"Were you expecting 'Sweet Cheeks'?" John asked.

That was a term he'd heard Vanna use to refer to Allison before.

Vanna laughed. She then looked at John seriously.

"Actually I was but you'll do. Do you feel better today?" Vanna asked. "You still look a little on edge."

The smile on John's face faded.

"No. I do not feel better. I know something happened." John said. "I'm a little bit sleepy too."

Vanna understood the feeling.

"Me too, I spent most of the night looking at you." Vanna said.

That revelation intrigued John.

"Why? We were supposed to just be 'sleeping'." John said.

Vanna was alone with John now so she decided to play a few cards and see how they were received.

"I was ready for something 'additional'. A little comfort is nice sometimes." Vanna said. "A girl can hope can't she?"

John got the message. He was still concerned about Cameron.

"I know, Vanna, I know. We are all ready to expand our relationship. It would be a lie to say I did not want that. I do. I just don't feel ready yet. To touch Allison and you is to confirm Cameron is not coming back." John said. "I am not ready to 'kill' Cameron yet."

John sat down.

Vanna felt John needed a little nudge to get his life back on track and moving forward again. She played a few more cards.

She came over and sat on his lap facing him. One of her legs was on each side of him. Her body was firmly resting against his body. The softness of her breasts pushed into him. She wanted them to 'call' to him.

"I want to do this, John. I want it for Cameron. I promised her. I want to do it for myself too. I want to do it for you." Vanna said. "It is what we all want. It is what Cameron wanted for all of us. You KNOW that."

John made no move to push her away or advance on her. This is the way it could be if they were naked right now. It was very alluring to him.

"There is a quarter inch of cloth between us as we sit here. My 'secret spot' is almost touching your manhood. We both want this, John." Vanna said. "Let it happen, make it happen. John I want this…."

Vanna shifted slightly as she pushed her secret spot against John's manhood, signaling him. She could feel he was 'ready'. Instead of being bent off to the side. It could be inside of her right now. It would slip right in smoothly at this point.

John wanted to kiss her. He wanted to take her. Whatever happened last night still spooked him.

"I do too, Vanna." John said. "I am just not ready yet."

Vanna looked disappointed. She wanted to tell him they were both READY right now.

"I am available for anything twenty-four, seven, three sixty five - when you are ready." Vanna said. "Everyone IS ready."

Vanna knew all she had to do was kiss him and he would be hers. She also knew he was not ready yet. Vanna did not want to hurt him. The love making would happen soon enough anyway. It was time. They ALL knew it.

John smiled and left as soon as Vanna stood up.

John knew if Vanna would have started kissing him that he would have responded…. It would have been impossible not to. There was some dampness to John's pants in the groin area. He was not sure if that was from Vanna or him. Maybe it was from both of them.

Their private parts were calling to each other.

The events of last night haunted him. John went to the park. He needed to be alone or out. He just needed to be away. He needed some fresh air. Bob went with him.

Allison spotted them leave. She hurried to catch them. She'd gone to the lab earlier and watched Vanna make her play for John through the little glass window in the lab door. She retreated when John stood to leave. She'd tracked him after that to see where he went. When she heard John tell Bob he wanted to go to the park she knew the ball was in her court.

"My turn." Allison said as she set out on an intercept course.

Bob was aware of what Cameron wanted. Cameron told him to assist with her plans. Cameron made it clear to everyone what was supposed to 'happen' upon her demise. They all knew what Cameron WANTED to happen.

Bob spotted Allison follow them out of the base. When they neared the park she made her move to intercept John. He dropped back and off to the side. He wanted to give John and Allison some 'space'. This is what Cameron asked for from all of them.

Allison walked up to John. He was a little surprised to see her appear from nowhere. He'd been lost in thought as well as lost in the past.

She reached down and took his hand. She said nothing as they walked along. She just held his hand and walked. It was a simple silent form of communication that 'said' so much.

John liked to feel the warmth of her hand. He liked the way it gently squeezed his hand. It was reassuring, comforting and it just felt right. Their fingers dance with each other until Allison interlaced them. It signified the 'union' she wanted for both of them.

They walked for a quarter of an hour like that. Nothing was spoken as they walked hand in hand. Words were unnecessary to convey what they both felt and wanted.

Allison knew it was time to make a decisive move. She looked back at Bob. He slowed his pace and dropped back further. Allison smiled. He understood she wanted some space for what was about to happen.

They went around the back of a big tree. Allison stopped and took John's face with both hands as she looked into his eyes.

"John, we are all hurting. Please let us comfort each other and ourselves. We all want this. We all need this. We need too share and we can all be as 'one'. It is what Cameron wanted for you, for us. We are in pain too. We need to share. I want to share with you." Allison said. "It has been months, John, stop hurting and start living again, please."

John looked into her beautiful big brown puppy dog eyes. He was totally captivated. He could feel the past flow out of him in that instant.

"I'm ready, Allison. I can't take the emptiness anymore. I want you. I want you now." John said.

Allison knew he was ready. She needed to set the rules first. She didn't want any misunderstandings later.

"Do you mean just me or both of us?" Allison asked. "We need to think of Vanna too."

John wanted both of them. He did not want to seem greedy.

"What do you want, Allison?" John asked.

Allison needed to include her true love. It could only work as the three of them together.

"I want you, John, but I need to share you with Vanna. We are one anyway. We both want you. It would be for both of us as well as for you and Cameron. We all need to make the pain and hurt stop. It is killing all of us."

John was ready. Life moved forward not backwards.

"We will do it tonight then." John said.

Joy and anticipation flooded Allison. Her body was ready right now. She could feel it.

"I am ready. I have wanted this for so long, John." Allison said.

John wanted to make this as comfortable for Allison and Vanna as possible.

"Do you want to come to my room alone? Or do you want me to come to your room with - both of you?" John asked.

Allison did not want to be selfish. She needed to think of her lover.

"I want to come to your room alone but I must share with Vanna. I owe it to her. Cameron wanted both of us to provide you with 'comfort'. John, we both need comfort ourselves. We really do." Allison said.

John was not sure how to play this. He came up with an idea.

"If no one is at my room alone by eight o'clock, I will go to your room. Then whatever happens - happens." John said. "I want it to be - you or both of you together."

It was time.

Everyone was ready.

Allison moved forward to kiss him.

Comfort

When we grow lonely and weary
We may look to another for comfort
It is nice with others to consort
Isn't it reality that we really contort

In a time of confusion
What is it we really need
Are we suddenly blinded
As need turns to greed

We think we have all the answers
But what is it we really want
Will any actions that follow
Only hurt and soon affront

To share with another
Can be something beautiful
When both hearts beat as one
That is something wonderful

We want it to grow and last
Nobody wants to fall short
As long as ourselves we don't distort
There is joy, beauty and love in comfort

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