Chapter 88

Mischief

Cameron drove the three girls back. She was very pleased at how events were shaping up. Everything was going according to her plan. The time spent at the mall and miniature golf course was a good time for all of them.

She made one more stop on the way back to the base. She bought some more alcohol for them. She carefully selected what drink she wanted for each of them to have. She knew what they 'needed'. The specific alcohol content was necessary for her plan to work.

John, Derek and John Henry were out on a scouting mission at Cameron's 'suggestion' to John Henry. They would not return until tomorrow. Cameron did not want any disturbances to her plans.

Cameron went over what she was doing, what was about to happen and what the results were going to be. This was all long range planning on her part. She was displeased with Vanna's and Allison's reluctance to carry out her wishes for John. She wanted the future protected as much as she wanted John protected. These were her unchangeable directives from Future John. They needed to override her personal objectives, emotions and feelings .

Cameron arrived at the base. The three girls were obviously intoxicated. That was her goal. She wanted their inhibitions suppressed. That seemed to be the case.

Jesse needed to be supported by Allison and Vanna as they made their way inside.

The last song they listened to on the radio in the SUV was, 'What I Like About You' by 'The Romantics'.

Cameron heard them 'whispering' in each others ears and giggling. She smiled to herself. It was just like the lyrics in the song. Now it was for real for the three of them. She tried to make herself look as sexually appealing to the girls as possible. This was to increase their desire for each other.

The three girls all looked at Cameron and then at each other and whispered some more.

Jesse felt very 'hungry' and very bold right now.

"Cameron, would you like to - join us?" Jesse asked.

Cameron smiled. She could tell the girls were close to sharing. She heard them discuss it. Vanna made the suggestion.

"No, you three have some fun 'together'." Cameron said.

Jesse almost fell over but Vanna and Allison were able to keep her from falling. They didn't look to be in much better condition themselves at this point. Maybe all three of them would topple over.

Cameron quickly ushered them to Vanna and Allison's room. It was important they make it into a room.

There was another round of whispering and giggling amongst them.

The three of them disappeared into the room.

Cameron smiled. She was happy they were happy. She hoped things would progress from here. If her calculations were correct, the stage was set. She would check back on them later.

She put her things away from shopping at the mall and returned to the SUV to get the things for the three girls. She was able to purchase some things for them that the did not see.

Cameron thought enough time had passed to get things started in the room. She returned and stopped outside of Vanna and Allison's room and listened.

All she heard was silence and three people sleeping. Cameron only left them a few minutes ago. She smiled. Her calculations we right on schedule. She left the packages outside the door for the girls. She soundless entered the room. She liked what she saw. The stage was set.

The next morning:

Jesse opened her eyes. Her head hurt. She looked to her right and 'Cameron' was lying next to her asleep. She looked to her left and Vanna was there. She looked back to the other side quickly. It must be Allison not Cameron, she corrected herself. Allison still looked a lot like 'Cameron' from last night.

Jesse stared at the ceiling as she tried to remember what happened. She remembered where they went and what they did. It got really foggy after they had the last round of drinks. She touched her body and felt she was nude. How was anyone going to explain this she wondered? She tried hard to remember what happened after they went into the room. The last thing she remembered was Vanna and Allison supporting her and then everyone started to undress. To see their naked bodies up close excited her, especially seeing Camer... Allison. She remembered she was highly aroused in anticipation of what was to - come. She reflected on what she was going to do to Allison first.

Allison opened her eyes. Her head snapped quickly to the left. That was a mistake. It sent a 'sledgehammer' through her mind. She blinked twice and when she opened her eyes again, Jesse was STILL looking into them. It was clear they were in bed together.

"Hello, love." Jesse whispered.

Allison quickly lifted the covers and saw both her and Jesse were naked.

She tried to remember how and when they got there. She swallowed hard as she answered Jesse. She wondered how she was going to explain this to Vanna.

"Hi, Jesse." Allison whispered.

She looked beyond Jesse. She was somewhat relived to see Vanna was there too. She noticed the covers slipped when she moved them and she could see most of Vanna's bare breasts. That sight made her feel less uneasy. It at least looked like the three of them may have all done the same things.

Vanna opened her eyes and sat up. The covers completely slipped off of her as her nude form rose above the other two. She could see Jesse and Allison were both naked as well.

She looked down at herself and then at Jesse and Allison. None of them hid their nudity.

"Does anyone care to explain this?" Vanna asked.

Allison wondered the same thing herself. The answer seemed self explanatory. The evidence was right there in the bed. It was the three of them naked.

"NO, but I know what it looks like." Allison said.

Jesse really wished she could remember. If it was what it looked like, she wanted that memory.

"I really don't remember a thing." Jesse said. "My head hurts."

Vanna was worried about the implications. This was something she remembered she wanted last night. She'd looked forward to it with anticipation. She started to get out of bed. She noticed Jesse look at her scar.

"Vanna." Jesse asked. "May I?"

Vanna nodded.

Jesse reached over and touched her scar tenderly.

Vanna sat back down.

"Scavengers?" Jesse asked.

The emptiness in Vanna's eyes 'spoke' before she did.

"Yes." Vanna said.

Jesse knew what it was like to be in the hands of Scavengers.

"I'm sorry…." Jesse said with sadness upon her face.

She uncovered herself and moved so Vanna could examine her scar.

Vanna touched Jesse's scar gently.

"Metal?" Vanna asked.

Jesse felt very connected right now. She felt these girls were more than her friends now. It appeared they'd opened a new chapter in their lives. It seemed they all were good with it even if they were a little uneasy about not remembering what actually happened.

"No." Jesse told the truth. "It was Scavengers. A woman did this to me. She did it because she said I was too pretty. She was going to do it to my face but one of the men who were abusing me at the time stopped her. He didn't want it to ruin his pleasure…."

Allison remembered her run-in with Scavengers. Mrs. Weaver saved her.

"I'm sorry, Jesse." Allison said.

Vanna softly touched Jesse's face. They shared an unspoken moment of understanding. They both knew what it was like. They'd both endured the same things.

"I still carry mine even though I could have 'cosmetic surgery' here in this time. They would be able to correct most of it, hide it and remove it." Vanna said.

Jesse hadn't been in the past long enough to think about any cosmetic procedures.

"Why?" Jesse asked. "Why wouldn't you do it?"

Vanna looked at Allison.

"It reminds me of who I am, where I have been and my sacrifices." Vanna said. "The day I took this mark I saved a girl from certain torture and death. The day I took this mark I cheated death twice. Because of this mark I was given another chance to live years later. This mark defines me."

Vanna and Allison explained the story to Jesse. They all shed tears of understanding. It was a beautiful story in all of its misery and horror.

Jesse felt such compassion for Vanna and Allison after learning 'their story'.

"So did we…?"

"I don't know."

"It sure looks like it…."

Cameron listened from outside. She was happy the women bonded. They shared a true bond now. A bond of pain and suffering and of caring.

Cameron knocked at the door.

No one inside said anything.

"It's me, Cameron. I have your things for all three of you."

"She knows."

"Come in."

Cameron set the packages down and started to walk out.

"Cameron."

Cameron stopped.

"Yes?" Cameron asked.

She already knew what the question was going to be.

"Do you know what happened here last night?"

Cameron kept a straight face.

"Yes." Cameron said.

"Did we…?"

"Why not leave it at whatever you wanted to happen, happened or didn't happen." Cameron said.

Cameron selected a song to play on Allison player. 'Angel Of The Morning' by 'Juice Newton', started as Cameron pushed 'play'.

Cameron walked out the door and closed it behind her. It took a lot of effort not to laugh on her part.

The three women looked at each other as the song played. It seemed to sum up the nature of what they all thought happened. It was actually quite beautiful.

"I guess we did…."

"It must have been a wild night."

"Who wants to use the shower first?"

"Why don't we save water and use it – together."

"It will be crowded."

"That's even better."

The three women laughed and headed off together. This now was the true moment of sharing for the three of them. They were sober, happy and playful. There was love in the air.

Cameron would be back after the shower ended to make sure they got dressed and not do 'anything else'. She would let them decide 'that' on their own. She would tell them later what really happened…. It was actually nothing.

Right now the girls all believed 'something' happened.

Last night:

When Cameron entered the room the women were mostly nude. Allison was on the floor, Vanna was on the bed and Jesse was sprawled sideways across the bed and Vanna.

They'd all passed out before there clothes were all the way off. As Cameron finished undressing them she did take in each girl's natural beauty and all the details. She really liked what she saw on Jesse and especially Vanna. They were both totally different from Allison and her in detail and especially in pigmentation. Vanna and Jesse were at opposite ends of the scale. Everything on Vanna was so pink.

Cameron carefully placed their nude figures in the bed and covered them. Nothing sexual actually happened. She stayed nearby to make sure of that throughout the night. She wanted to prompt them. She thought they should actually make that choice on their own.

When Cameron heard them awake, wonder what happened and then bond further over the pains from their future, she gave it a few minutes then came in with the packages.

After the shower they dressed in their new clothes.

Jesse returned to her room.

There was a soft knock at the door.

"Jesse?" Cameron asked.

"Come in, Cameron." Jesse said.

Cameron entered.

"I'm sorry, about last ni…." Jesse started.

"Don't apologize for 'sharing' with your friends." Cameron interrupted.

"Thanks, Cameron." Jesse said. "I really don't remember much."

"Jesse, I got something for you at the store last night." Cameron said.

"What is it, love?" Jesse asked as excitement filled her.

Cameron pulled a purple coat like hers out of the bag and handed it to her.

Jesse's eyes widened and her mouth fell open slightly

"You got this for me?" Jesse asked.

Cameron smiled.

"Yes, you are one of us now. I care about you. You are my friend." Cameron said.

Jesse took the coat and held it. She grabbed Cameron and held her tight. She started to cry and cried like she hadn't cried in years. Cameron and the girls stirred and revived feelings and emotions inside of her that she really thought were dead.

Cameron helped her to the bed.

"Thank you, Cameron." Jesse said. "Everything you have done means so much to me."

Jesse felt love like she never experienced before.

Cameron touched her on the cheek, smiled and walked away. She looked back as the door shut and winked once at Jesse.

The door closed.

Cameron was truly happy. She'd united the women. This would be good for John. Now they would not need to compete but share. One of them would - replace her. Cameron felt content and smiled. John would be provided for with beauty.

Cameron started her temporal calculations again….

Her past - the future, called to her.

We Can Change The Rules

When those around us
Treat us like fools
We can strike back
We can change the rules

The present time is full
Of choices we may hate
Our future is fluid
Not restricted to fate

In the confines of living
Many rules hold us back
We can change the rules
To thwart life's attack

Who is the master
Who is the slave
To change what is fallacious
Is not cowardly but brave

We can change the rules
For we have the ability
To control our destiny
Make our own tranquility

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