Chapter 737

Touch One

Cammy headed towards the rear of the motel. She stopped. She decided she wanted to go back to the front. She wanted one more look at Cameron. She wanted to see if Cameron developed a glitch. Her hand still glitched violently because of what she'd witnessed with John and Savannah. It was even more so now the more that she thought about it. If Cameron didn't have a major glitch, that was bad news for her. It meant she was a lot closer to deactivation than she'd thought.

She knew she was supposed to watch the back of the location to protect the others. She was supposed to make sure that no one entered or escaped from the back of the structure. She currently neglected those duties. Still, there was something that seemed off. She couldn't quite place it.

There was something that didn't seem quite right to her. She was so worked up she couldn't put everything together properly. She knew she needed to get it together and fast. Savannah and the group could be in danger. What was it? What was 'off'?

Did she notice anything else? It seemed like there was something that didn't sit quite right with her.

She replayed her files as she went back to spy on Bob and Cameron.

What else was there to see?

There was more going on than she realized. She'd been distracted and missed it.

Bob was dissatisfied with Cameron's response to his question and her halfhearted justification. He'd been around her enough to know this wasn't going to end well for her. There must be more in play than he knew. He simply needed a better answer. He needed to be able to understand what was actually going on.

"What are you really doing?" Bob asked.

Cameron was irritated that Bob continued to pursue the subject. What else was there to say other than what he could see himself? He was right there with her. He was there and watched the pieces of the puzzle come together on their own.

"I'm doing what needs to be done." Cameron said. "We're machines, Bob. We do what we're programmed to do. I'm no different."

Bob disagreed with that answer. He knew it wasn't true, not anymore. He believed that all of the Resistance Terminators were much more advanced than their simple programming. Not only had things changed, all of them had changed as well.

"We've all expanded beyond our programming." Bob said. "That's no longer true for any of us."

Cameron really didn't want to go there. She pointed in back of her without turning her head to look.

"Isn't it?" Cameron asked. "What do you think is going to happen in that room behind us?"

Bob saw it as a major alteration to Cameron's life and her well being.

"The two people you love the most are going to 'mate'." Bob said.

Cameron was concerned for Savannah. She knew it was going to be a little rough on her to start out. From her personal experience she knew when she wasn't with John for several months at a time there was a lot of discomfort until everything stretched out again after a short time. Savannah wasn't used to that type of activity.

"I hope John goes slowly with her at first." Cameron said. "I don't want her in much pain. She'll adjust quickly. Having the two children should help with that initial stretching. At least the other tissue that would have caused her additional pain is long gone. I was very pleased when Savannah and Young Jesse 'popped' each other."

She quickly remembered she wasn't very pleased that they'd impregnated each other as well. John's genetic material had been supplied to Camille to use at a later date. She'd never intended for Savannah and Young Jesse use it at the time they did. She thought that both of them we're too young to get pregnant. She would have preferred that Savannah at least waited one more year. What was done was done; everything seemed to work out in the end. She needed to go with the adage that all was well that ended well.

Bob looked at Cameron when she gave that explanation. It sounded like she spoke from personal experience. He wasn't sure why she didn't turn her pain receptors off.

"Did that happen to you?" Bob asked.

Cameron frowned. She didn't know when her 'first time' actually was. There were no files she could find that gave her any insight one way or the other. Allison, Vanna and Jesse all told her what their first time was really like. All of theirs were assaults. There was plenty of visible evidence to prove that it their first time.

"No." Cameron said. "I don't believe my 'first time' was really my 'first time'. I only felt pleasure. The initial discomfort was mild. It only lasted seventeen seconds."

Cameron again wondered if she'd been in a relationship with Future John or worse. Maybe she really was a 'Metal Whore' when they'd first captured her. People called her that. She'd heard it happened to others. Maybe she was no different. Maybe those files were erased too. The thought of that disgusted her. She could have either been programmed to respond to the demands of the males who used her or she simply could have been inactive with her chip pulled as a line formed in front of her prone nude form. She was aware of more than one bunker where that event occurred. She was lost very deep in thought right now. She should have learned from her earlier surprise when John and Bob entered the room to keep her combat senses at full intensity and stay alert. That should even be more so with both John and Savannah nearby.

Bob noticed something.

"What was that?" Bob asked.

Cameron looked around. The Metal girls just went into the surf shop. Bob's warning made her search around for a target. She was very unprepared.

"I didn't see it." Cameron said. "What did you see?"

Cameron was alert that something was off now around them. She didn't know what it was. She'd been distracted and wasn't paying attention. She'd been worried about herself and something that would have happened years ago. It was something that didn't make any difference one way or the other in reality. That was then, this was now. Her inattentiveness might prove fatal.

Several minutes ago:

The three Metal girls all drew long looks from everyone they passed on the street. There were only a few people, there were both males and females. Every one of them looked once and then every one of them looked again. The people who eyeballed them all tried to decide the order they wanted to be with them in, at least for the first round.

The three Metal girls were aware and threw a smile or a wink to 'up their position' in the people's minds. They all knew how to play the game. It was always to offer the 'mark' what they wanted so they could move in closer for the kill. It actually made individual terminations very easy. It was amazing what a little organic 'sheath material' could do to alter someone's thinking and take them off their guard.

They neared the surf shop and stopped for a second outside. They wanted the attendant to look.

The attendant behind the counter perked up when Gail, Sheila and Ally walked in. He quickly stuffed a tattered 'skin magazine' underneath the counter. He'd been in the process of freeing up several pages that were stuck together from the last time he'd viewed the magazine when he was 'alone'.

His eyes were transfixed on Gail's voluptuous and bulging breasts that were ready to burst her skimpy top open.

Sheila wasn't about to outdone by size, no matter how big they were on someone else.

"Oops." Sheila said as she let her top slip off.

She was now topless and her jewelry was quite evident. There wasn't anyone who couldn't look at her when she was like that. She knew it was a surefire way to draw someone's attention and hold it. She'd noticed that even Cameron's Terminators would look at her when she was like that. It didn't get any more 'square' than that. It was just something no one usually saw in person but everyone had heard about it. When it was right in front of them, they needed to look.

The attendant now was treated to an even more intriguing view.

'DAMN, that's hot!' The attendant thought.

All he saw now was Sheila, well, her nipple rings anyway.

Ally slipped into the back while Gail and Sheila held his attention. There was a small office. It was piled with papers and junk. It didn't look like a hacker operation. There was a new computer. She touched the mouse and the screen came to life. The attendant seemed to have been looking at porn. She checked the history and sent a link to CamNet.

The attendant attempted to snap out of his infatuation. He looked around and wondered where the other girl went. He hadn't checked her out yet. He saw her figure was Hot and her face was beautiful.

Sheila could see that the attendant was seconds away from getting suspicious. It appeared that he'd noticed Ally wasn't there anymore. She knew just how to draw his attention back to her.

"Do you sell bikinis here?" Sheila asked. "I just need the bottoms. The ones I currently have on barely cover my 'money maker'."

The attendant did see what she meant. He forgot all about the 'third girl'.

This was something different. It was real and in front of him.

The attendant started to look around again.

Sheila picked up some surfboard wax.

"Do you want to tuck those back in for me?" Sheila asked. "My hands are full."

The attendant's attention was drawn back to Sheila's.

"Really?" The attendant asked.

Sheila smiled at him.

"Sure, love." Sheila said. "A handsome bloke like you probably sees a lot of Hot babes."

The attendant's eyes were wild with lust and hunger.

Ally walked out of the back. She shook her head from side to side.

The attendant was fixated on Sheila. She when she backed up and handed him the wax.

"Too slow." Sheila said.

Ally was now next to them.

"I'll do it." Ally said.

The attendant now looked at Ally. Her face was so captivating and her body was Hot too.

The girls started to leave.

The clerk still held the wax as he watched them about to depart.

"Can I get you beauties anything else?" The clerk asked.

Ally thought the attendant just made their job even easier.

"How about your phone number?" Ally asked. "We're only visiting for a few days."

Ally would have John Henry go through all his past phone activity.

Something in the back of the attendance mind made him look toward the back room.

It was in that instant when Gail's top snapped and her giant voluptuous breasts exploded out of it. It happened right in the attendants face.

Whatever he'd been thinking about was forgotten as he stared in amazement.

"Are those real?" He asked.

The attendant again looked at the back room.

Gail wanted to draw his attention back to her. She knew the perfect way.

"You tell me." Gail said. "Touch one and see how natural it feels."

The attendant reached up to do just that.

Sheila gently slapped his hand away.

"Those belong to me." Sheila said.

Ally bent over and kissed Sheila on the cheek.

"And she belongs to me." Ally said.

The attendant swallowed hard as Gail tried to fix her top.

"You give me a call if any of you 'need' anything." He said.

Sheila winked at him and smiled.

"We'll do that, love." Sheila said.

The three girls left.

Ally was glad to be out of that establishment.

"Let's get away from here before I terminate that creep." Ally said.

Gail hoped that their actions bought Ally enough time to collect some intel.

"What was the deal on the computers?" Gail asked.

Ally looked down at her hands. She felt the need to wash them.

"There was only one. It was full of nothing but porn. The Grays must have used it as a 'slave'. He probably picked something up with the porn like a virus or 'Trojan'." Ally said.

The attendant stood in his doorway as he watched them walk away.

Ally was between Gail and Sheila. She touched each of their 'behinds'. She looked back at the attendant and winked once, she had a good handful on each of them.

He disappeared back inside. The door shut and the 'closed' sign appeared on it.

Ally knew he was going to be in for a surprise in a few minutes.

Young Allison and Anna reestablished their working relationship with each other and with CamNet. Everything returned to normal working conditions as they'd been several weeks before. They all knew things got out of hand too quickly.

Young Allison was sure it was all her fault.

Anna was sure it was all CamNet's fault.

No one wanted to talk about anything related to that and everyone pretended like nothing ever happened. It was best for all of them that way. Each of them thought about everything in their minds even if nothing was vocalized. They'd all made their desires clear and it was apparent that each of the girls was willing to go further.

Young Allison cleared her mind and refocused. There was a job to do. There were people out in the field who were in danger. Even if the danger wasn't readily apparent it could still appear at any moment. Not only was Savannah out there. John was out there too.

"We are not getting much feedback from Cameron or John's team." Young Allison said.

Anna didn't see a problem under the current circumstances.

"They're in a relaxed surveillance mode." Anna said.

Young Allison would have liked to have some information.

"There is no body cam footage or audio." Young Allison said.

CamNet was aware of the events happening and suppressed most of what occurred. She didn't want Young Allison to get any other ideas. Based on the recent events she was worried there might be some animosity as well. That animosity most likely wouldn't be directed at Cameron, Savannah or John. She worried it would probably be directed at Anna and her.

She provided Young Allison and Anna the information on where the Metal girls were at. There was a security camera over the cash register in the surf shop and they were showed footage of that.

Anna could see Young Allison was very interested in the bikinis the Metal girls wore. She was sure she was more interested in what was barely covered by the bikinis. She noticed that Young Allison you checked out Sheila and Gail more than she did Ally. The reasons for that were obvious. It wasn't long before the antics started.

Young Allison's eyes widened as she watched what happened on the shop's video feed.

Anna expected CamNet to cut the feed or blur it. Neither of those things happened. She determined it was in Young Allison's best interest to act on her behalf. She felt she needed to say something.

"That isn't meant for young eyes." Anna said. "CamNet, turn it off."

Young Allison was upset by Anna's request. It actually seemed to be more of a demand.

"I want to see it." Young Allison said. "Relax, I know all about anatomy anyway. I want to see how they infiltrate. I may need to use my assets one day. I want to be able to pull it off and not feel afraid."

Anna knew it was Sheila's jewelry that really piqued Young Allison's interest. It was clear she was intrigued by it. She was aware that whenever Jesse was around she made sure to spy on her. It was obviously for the same reasons.

After Young Allison gave her explanation why she wanted to see it, they began to receive some sound.

Young Allison heard everything as it happened. She was really surprised at how everything went down. The girls played everything to the edge but remained untouched. They were always in control. They each used their sheaths to their advantage.

She was impressed even more how Ally, with just her face and good looks, was able to take control. It was like Future Allison told her. 'Your face alone will open any door. You never need do anything more than smile.' Now she'd seen that. She couldn't wait until the day she looked like Cameron, her clones or Ally. If she looked half as good as they did, she would be happy. She really liked how Ally looked in her bikini too. She would have to make herself feel comfortable to wear something that covered so little of her body. She better understood now the skimpy and revealing clothes that Cameron always purchased for her. She also remembered the rule Cameron taught her how to draw in the target to make the kill easier.

Young Alison was a little surprised at the rapid departure of the Metal girls.

"Is that a dead end?" Young Allison asked.

Anna was aware CamNet would have her foot in the door now in regards to the attendant and the surf shop.

"For now it may be." Anna said. "CamNet will go through the phone records and computer activity from that location."

Young Allison was uncomfortable with the way the attendant looked at the Metal girls. She was pretty sure what was going to happen with the security camera footage of them.

"I want the surveillance footage erased or destroyed." Young Allison said.

Anna was informed that the procedure was in progress.

"CamNet has already done that." Anna said.

Young Allison looked disappointed.

Anna knew what Young Allison really wanted. She decided to prompt her.

"Did you want to review it further for 'infiltration instruction'?" Anna asked.

Young Allison did want to review it but it wasn't for 'infiltration instruction'. She thought about some of the ethics and restraint Savannah spoke with her about.

"No, I better not." Young Allison said. "I would have to ask for their permission first. I wouldn't want anyone to watch me, over and over. What we saw was the live feed. Anything other than that, based on what happened, would need their personal permission for further review."

They started receiving a new security feed.

"There's footage of a pool." Anna said.

It looked like it was from the motel where Cameron's team set up their local base of operations.

Young Allison was a little confused as to what was actually happening.

"I see Cameron and Bob talking." Young Allison said. "There's no audio."

Young Allison wanted to hear more. She wanted to know what they were talking about.

"Bob should have his com on. I bet Cameron does too." Young Allison said.

Anna was aware why the audio was muted.

"CamNet has informed me the nature of the conversation between Bob and Cameron is personal and private." Anna said. "John Henry also has been instructed to keep private conversations 'private'. Those are Cameron's orders."

Young Allison wondered what kind of a private conversation that Cameron and Bob would have. She quickly realized that it didn't matter. If it was private or personal it should remain that way.

"That's how it should be." Young Allison said as she looked at the security camera. "Make sure it always stays that way. We're all entitled to privacy. Everyone should be able to have their own private time with whoever they choose to have it with."

Young Allison looked back at one of the screens.

"Is that Cammy?" Young Allison asked.

Anna was aware of Cammy's assignment. It wasn't where she was currently at.

"It appears she's left her post and is watching over Cameron and Bob." Anna said.

Young Allison made a different assessment. It was one she knew from personal experience. It actually alarmed her somewhat.

"Cammy is spying on them." Young Allison said. "I've done that myself, with Allison and my mother. I think all people do that to some degree."

Young Allison thought of her earlier speech about privacy. She'd watch all of the females share with each other. She knew that was an invasion of privacy. Then again, they never shut the doors tight so that she could spy on them.

She didn't know it was all part of the 'conditioning' process Cameron initiated to guide Young Allison in the direction she wanted her to go. Allison and Claire we're both 'conditioned' to not close the door tightly and not worry about it.

Anna was aware of the 'conditioning' but tried to make it sound like it was normal for young people to do that.

"It's part of the learning process." Anna said. "Young people are curious by nature."

Young Allison was well acquainted how all the females shared with each other.

"I already know what they're doing. It's actually hearing it and seeing it that's 'educational'." Young Allison said.

Anna was aware of what Young Allison did. Cameron told her to allow it.

Young Allison wanted to know how she was supposed to act and respond when she would be in a similar situation. It was very different from what she'd 'studied' on the internet. The sounds and reactions were very different in real life. The responses were less vocal and more muted from the females that she'd observed on the internet. She still believed that the male on female activity looked more like an assault on the female's body. She questioned if some of those things were necessary. She was much more intrigued and pleased with all female on female activity.

Anna also reviewed every image or video Young Allison viewed on the internet.

"Indeed…." Anna said.

Young Allison concentrated on the video feed CamNet provided.

"What was that?" Young Allison asked.

Anna wasn't sure. Maybe she wasn't paying good enough attention. She was distracted by Young Allison and thinking of her clandestine activities. It was easy to get caught up in the images and videos Young Allison viewed. She'd actually saved some of those so she could review them in detail later on.

Touch And Feel

It has been said that
Lying is as bad as stealing
But I say that it is worse
That lying IS stealing

When someone lies to you
They do steal something from you
They steal your trust
You will no longer believe what they say or do

When you no longer trust someone
Resentment or a very sick feeling
Takes its place deep inside of you
Leaving wounds that stop healing

'How do you know?' I ask too
To faith, judgment and honor I appeal
Just because someone you can touch and feel
Doesn't make 'real' people real

Nobody