Chapter 295
Who Is Who
It was the next day. Sheila and Hanna were still out. They'd spent a busy night.
"Cameron said she wants us back in a few hours at the Resistance base." Hanna said.
Sheila hoped it wasn't about their actions during the night.
"Everything we did was a righteous termination." Sheila said.
Sheila knew she'd 'crossed the line' a few times. That was because her earlier interaction with the three men went by so quickly. She never even got to use her knife on them.
Hanna watched Sheila take it too far a few times.
"You did push it a little bit." Hanna said.
Sheila didn't want to dwell on what was past.
"We need to move on." Sheila said.
Sheila pulled up and parked on a side street. They'd already driven by the location twice. Once was last night and once was earlier this morning. Everything still looked the same.
They expected this to be another soft target. So far all of them were. No one knew what a Terminator was that they'd encountered.
"I'll take the back." Hanna said.
She knew that Sheila like to 'play' with the 'marks' sometimes.
Sheila smiled. She walked up to the front door.
The front door opened as she approached. There was a portly man inside wearing only his underwear and a 'wife beater' tee shirt.
"It took you long enough." The man said.
Sheila figured she better see who he'd expected before she terminated him.
The man looked her over.
"I told them I wanted a blond this time." The man said.
Sheila wondered what was going on.
"Hello, to you too, mate." Sheila said.
The man looked around outside.
"Is there anyone else?" The man asked.
Sheila wanted to get Hanna in the mix.
"I have redhead friend if that will work." Sheila said.
Sheila moved her top so a breast with a nipple ring popped out.
The man's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry." The man said. "You're beautiful. It was just that I was told something different would happen. You'll do just fine."
Sheila smiled.
"Once you get past the curtains, they're all pink inside anyway." Sheila said.
The man quickly licked his lips.
Sheila moved past the man and into his house.
The man took one last look around outside and closed the door. He threw several deadbolts to secure it.
Sheila knew that Hanna should be able to pick up her conversation through her com.
"Where's your outfit?" The man asked. "Everyone normally wears black leather."
Sheila wondered what this was all about.
"I work naked." Sheila said.
The man's eyes widened.
"Let's get started." The man said.
He led her to a room. There were various forms of restraints and torture devices.
"Get me tied up first." The man said.
That wasn't what Sheila expected to hear.
"Strip." Sheila said.
The man stripped. Sheila could see he was very small.
"Hold on a few seconds." Sheila said.
She looked around the house real quick and came back into the room. The house was clear. She also opened the door so Hanna could enter.
Sheila stripped off her clothes in front of the man. She stepped forwards and slapped him moderately.
"Who said you could look at me?" Sheila asked.
The man hung his head.
"I'm sorry, Mistress." The man said. "I must be punished."
Sheila slapped his behind hard.
"Get on the table." Sheila said.
The man climbed up on the table. There were restrains on it.
"Hook yourself in." Sheila said.
The man hesitated.
Sheila moved forward and struck him moderately again.
The man quickly secured his feet.
She secured his hands.
She leaned over him and her nipple rings hung right above his face.
The man swallowed hard.
"Does that pathetic thing work?" Sheila asked.
"No." The man said. "A year ago another Mistress used a 'burdizzo clamp' on me. It was what I asked for."
Sheila saw that Hanna was in the doorway now to the room. The man could not see her.
Hanna heard the conversation and wondered what was going on. She was even more surprised to see it all first hand. This was right up Sheila's alley of perversion.
The mark was a future Gray that tortured Resistance prisoners for information. The strange part was the described set up was what she looked at right now. There were several age old devices for restraining people in a public way. There was a pillory and stocks.
It was clear the man was a deviant of some form. His behavior in the future was too.
She watched as Sheila teased the man and said things to him. She slapped him often.
It was clear that Sheila injured him by the black and blue marks as well as blood from some of the hits.
Strangely enough the man seemed to enjoy it all.
She watched Sheila carry out the 'torture'.
"What's that?" Sheila shouted. "What the Hell is THAT?"
The man tried to look down at his waist. His portly belly was in the way.
"I'm sorry. That still happens sometimes." The man said. "It only lasts for a few seconds."
Sheila looked angry.
"I'll take care of that." Sheila said.
The man looked scared but excited.
Sheila moved towards him.
The man and Sheila established a 'safe word' before the session started. Sheila picked – 'Gray' for the word."
The man saw that her eyes glowed red.
That got him off. It was the first time in eleven months. Not much happened.
"Gray." The man said.
Sheila busted him up instead.
He went to scream but Sheila stuffed his underwear in his mouth so he couldn't.
He withered around and thrashed around in the restraints he'd help put himself into.
"Let's go." Sheila said. "We need to get back to the base."
Sheila dressed while Hanna ripped the gas line loose from the stove. Sheila lit a candle and set it on the pillory. They left the man thrashing about and closed the door to the room. The rest of the house would fill with gas and eventually enough would seep into his room to be ignited by the burning candle. There should be an explosive fire.
"Let's leave this one out of the report." Sheila said.
"I doubt anyone would believe it unless they saw it." Hanna said.
They were a block away when the house exploded.
Cameron sought out Savannah. She always made sure she kept Savannah informed about everything. She was a young adult now and they could discuss anything and they often did. She was also aware that she didn't lie to Savannah like she did with everyone else. Savannah always wanted the truth no matter what it was. Savannah never got angry at her or was mean or rude to her. Savannah accepted her with all of her short comings, just as she was, as herself. It was a very reassuring feeling.
She wanted to talk with Savannah. She explained there was going to be another cyborg like her now who would be called Cam. She wanted to be open with Savannah about why it was being done and the fact that Vanna was lonely. She explained they considered using the name Cammy at first.
Savannah was a little disturbed by that revelation.
"But that is the name I call you." Savannah said. "You're Cammy to me."
Cameron didn't think Savannah needed to worry about anything.
"Vanna said she wanted to save that name for you to use in the future…." Cameron said. "I know you will be able to tell us apart."
Savannah needed to dwell on what Cameron just said to her and about HER future, HER 'Cammy'. She was lonely too sometimes…. She was older now and her hormones were running wild. She knew what other girls her age were doing…. She was trapped here. She didn't have the same 'opportunities' as they did. She wanted what Vanna shared. She was Vanna and Vanna was her. She didn't know how to explain it to Cameron about what she felt and what she wanted. No, it was more than that. It was about what she needed….
As they spoke, Ally arrived with Cam. They were both fixed up nice.
Savannah looked at them and extended her right hand out to Cam.
"I am pleased to meet you Cam." Savannah said. "You're very beautiful."
Ally and Cam looked at each other. Savannah correctly identified them.
"How do you know that's not Ally?" Cameron asked.
Savannah smiled at Ally.
"I know what Ally looks like." Savannah said to Ally. "Hi, Ally."
Ally knew everyone mixed her up with Cameron but usually it was with Allison.
"Hi, Savannah." Ally said. "To everyone else we look the same."
Savannah smiled at all three of them.
"I'm not - everyone." Savannah said.
Savannah knew her future. She knew what every 'Allison' or 'Cameron' would look like. She knew what awaited her in the future…. The trouble was the future would take too long to get here. She needed more now.
Holly and Allison arrived a little later.
Allison looked at Cameron, Cam and Ally.
"Is this some kind of a joke?" Allison asked.
Allison was unsure if she should laugh or be angry.
Cameron, Ally and Cam all looked at each other.
Cameron tilted her head slightly.
"No." Cameron said.
Allison could see they were perplexed by her reaction.
"I get it." Allison said. "It is like the three monkeys – hear no evil, speak no evil and see no evil."
Holly didn't look very happy to see three of 'Cameron'. She was worried that any of them could take Allison from her.
John and Sarah walked up.
They looked at the four nearly identical girls standing side by side.
"I don't even want to know." Sarah said and left.
Sarah looked back once and continued to walk away.
Holly made Allison look Tight before they'd left Palmdale.
John looked at the four of them. It was obvious he couldn't tell them apart. He figured there was no way out of this one, so he might as well ask it.
"Who is who?" John asked.
Savannah wanted to have some fun with John. She knew he couldn't tell who they were.
"Can't you tell, silly?" Savannah asked.
The girls all jumped in on the fun.
"Pick one and start with that." Allison said.
"Or two." Cam added.
"Or all four." Ally said.
John looked at the four of them. Three were very amused and one was not.
"I'll pick the one frowning at all this." John said'
He took Cameron's hand.
"See, you knew all along, silly." Savannah said as she went off to study.
As she passed Allison they shared a long glance. They both 'felt' something.
Savannah kept going but stole another look at Allison; she felt a 'hunger' within her.
Allison did the same thing….
Savannah knew Vanna and Allison were 'separated', at least for now. She also knew Allison was EVERYTHING she wanted in a friend - a Special Friend.
John looked at all four of them. He wasn't sure who the 'new girl' was. They were all Tight, even Allison.
"So what's the new girl's name?" John asked.
John looked at Ally.
Cam was down a couple.
"My name is Cam." Cam said as she giggled.
John moved his gaze over two girls and held out his hand.
"I'm pleased to meet you." John said.
Cam took his hand.
Allison liked to stir things up.
"How are you going to spell that word?" Allison asked. "Is it as meet or meat?"
Cameron developed an even bigger frown now.
John noticed.
"At least I can tell who Cameron is." John said.
"Are you sure?" Ally asked.
"I think so." John said. "Cameron was 'different' last night."
Allison quickly looked at Holly. She didn't look pleased.
"Oh, brother." Allison said. "Did you tell them about yesterday…?"
Holly remained silent.
"All of you?" Allison asked. "You all used a razor last night?"
She was met with three smiles. Cameron, Cam and Ally all shrugged their shoulders.
Allison noted John quickly slipped away. She knew he was 'afraid' of the four of them, especially together like this.
Holly felt she protected Allison with the updated information to the others.
"One of them may need to replace you in an emergency." Holly said. "It is important everyone is identical."
Allison was ready for the next step.
"Well, girls, why don't we all make it permanent?" Allison asked. "If Holly didn't do it for me, it would be too big of a hassle. She never nicks me either."
Holly looked like she would rather be somewhere else now too.
Ally and Cam both agreed to make it permanent. Cameron said she may need to replace a Future Allison at some point.
"Just blame it on radiation if anyone asks." Allison said. "I doubt anyone who ever 'saw you' down there would be alive for long anyway afterwards."
Cameron would think about it. It always seemed to please John. She liked when John was happy. If John wasn't happy, he might send her away, again. She noticed her hand started to glitch. She wanted to keep John happy.
"I'm in." Cameron said. "How about you Holly?"
"If that's what Allison wants…." Holly said. "I'll do anything for her."
Allison was happy to hear that. There were a few more things she wanted to 'try'.
"We still have the machine here that we used on Hanna." Cameron said. "I 'borrowed' it one night from a local salon…. I did go back later and leave three times what it cost to purchase a new one in cash. I haven't returned it yet. I guess I sort of 'purchased' it from them after the fact. I thought it may come in handy. Jesse, Gail and Sheila have all used it."
Allison wanted to make it a 'full house'.
"Should we invite Sarah and Riley to the party?" Allison asked.
Cameron looked uneasy.
"I will inform them." Cameron said.
Allison noticed Cameron's hand glitching.
"I'll mention it to Riley, Cameron." Allison quickly said. "You don't need to do that."
Cameron was very relieved to hear that. She appreciated Allison's assistance. It was very uncomfortable for her for several different reasons.
"Thank you, Allison." Cameron said. "Can you run it by Sarah as well? She's my mother in law…."
Cam noticed Cameron's distress.
"Awkward." Cam said.
Cam and Ally high fived each other, then down low, with a loud clap at the top and bottom.
"What have we done?" Allison asked Cameron.
Cameron looked at Ally and then at Cam.
"I don't know." Cameron said. "I really don't."
Cameron went on to explain to Allison that there was at least eleven of her now.
"I can't wait to tell my mother." Allison said sarcastically. "I'm sure she will be thrilled."
Holly thought Allison was still talking about the laser.
"Will she want to use the machine too?" Holly asked.
Everyone laughed except Cameron and Holly.
"Actually, she probably would." Ally said.
Now everyone was laughed except Allison.
Holly took Allison's hand. Then Allison started to laugh as well.
Savannah listened to the girls talk as she studied…. She always listened to everyone and everything…. Maybe it was something she would look into as well. She'd been using a razor ever since it became necessary. She wanted to look like Vanna.
She felt she was ready for more. Her encounter with Allison earlier made her body respond in a sexual way. She could feel the desire inside her.
She'd watched the girls with each other. She'd looked on the internet and watched plenty of videos. There were thousands of images to look at. She was ready for a little more than 'herself'.
She watched the response of the others but she never felt the way that they seemed to feel when she experimented. Things felt nice bit that was all. There was nothing climatic about them.
Then it happened one day. She wanted 'more' and there was no 'more' for her at the base. She tried to soothe herself and kept going when she started to feel 'strange' and then 'BAM'. There was almost an explosive feeling to it. Wow! Was that nice. She tried it again a few times but it was only the same as before. She noticed there was a 'feeling' and she 'followed' it and then again 'BAM' it happened again. Now she knew how to get there.
She just knew she needed more. She wanted to share.
John Henry wanted to switch security feeds but was stuck on the one with the girls talking. It fascinated him to see four of 'Cameron', which was really four of 'Allison'….
He knew he would be monitoring the feed where the laser was at when the girls used it. He couldn't help but watch them. It made him feel things he was sure he shouldn't feel….
The more he felt them. The more he wanted to feel them.
Where was Mr. Ellison when he needed him?
Who Is Who
We are who we are
But do we know who we are
Maybe the answer
Will be a little bizarre
There is what we think
Then there is what we do
Actions speak louder than words
They tell the truth about you
Talk is cheap
Words are easy to say
It's how you act
That will give you away
Is it really, do unto others
As you would have them do unto you
Or is it really, do unto others
Before they can do it to you
Everything in life has a price
The toll will eventually come due
When the cards all land
Will we ever know who is who
Nobody