Chapter 1322
Big Fella
Summer finished updating in the Control Center. She decided to go and collect everyone so they could go up for breakfast. She went to the Master Suite and got Jesse and her mother first. She headed over to the Honeymoon Suite and got Jan. It prompted Sarah and Kyle to follow her.
Derek and Riley enter the private area from the hallway. Cameron and John exit at the Owner's Suite. The entire group was together.
Hanna, Holly and Gail would accompany them.
Cameron looked around at the group.
"I think we're ready." Cameron said.
John and Cameron led the group towards the elevators.
"If anyone wants to use the stairway, feel free to." John said. "I'm going to use the elevator."
None of the humans seemed inclined to use the stairway. It had been a bust night and morning for all of them. Gail, Hanna and Holly decided to use the stairs so it won't be as crowded in the elevator.
The elevator door opened as they approached. The group filed in.
Jan quickly pushed the button for the buffet area.
"I like to push the buttons." Jan said.
The door closed. The elevator started on its way up. It didn't stop anywhere along the way.
Hanna, Holly and Gail waited until the elevator door closed. They quickly hurried up the staircase. They knew the elevator wouldn't stop along the way. They reached the buffet area ahead of the elevator.
Bob was at the buffet when the elevator arrived. Holly, Gail and Hanna were as well.
The elevator door opened.
"I've been waiting for you." Bob said. "There's a special area for our team in the rear corner. It has the full buffet setup and it's private for thirty minutes. It's something groups can reserve. I can make it longer but I know you want to get ashore. I'll be at the front tender boarding area in forty minutes. You can take longer if you need it. Jim will have the luggage there at that time."
John was pleased they would have some privacy.
"Thank you, Bob." John said. "I really appreciate all you're doing for our group."
Cameron liked it too. She eyeballed Bob a little longer.
"WE all really appreciate it." Cameron said.
As soon as Bob led them inside the special area and closed the door, Jan and Summer approached him.
"Hello, Bob." Summer said.
Summer moved up to give Bob a hug.
Bob was very pleased. He gave Summer a hug back. He gave Jan a hug as well.
"I see Bob is popular with the ladies." Jesse said.
Claire wondered what a male Terminator would be like in bed. She was sure one could get her 'there'. She just wanted to see if she could make it once that way.
"In that case…." Claire said as she moved up and gave Bob a hug.
Cameron could see the 'hunger' in Claire. She'd hoped to harvest her sexual hunger for John. She'd been too focused on taking the Metal girl's virginity from them one by one as she used their chassis.
Sheila and Ally stayed behind with Jim to make up the suites. It was OK with Cameron as it avoided the 'twin' issue. It was about to be compounded two times over when Allison and Cam came onboard. It was clear Cam and her would be 'twins'. Allison or Ally would pass as their 'older sister'. It wasn't that they actually looked older. It was because they didn't fix themselves up as much. They look like normal females, not beauty queens. She didn't want four of them together if possible.
The ship was big so Jim could direct Ally and Cam to move to another part of the ship at any time if they were out on any deck. Allison and her would always have the right of way. Ally and Cam would need to play second fiddle.
There was some sadness to the group as they shared their last breakfast together on the ship. They would still be together for the tour of Catalina. Many of them would be leaving.
Cameron tried to keep Claire on board but she wanted to go with Jesse.
Derek wanted to go with Riley, even though Riley said it was OK if he stayed longer.
Kyle and Sarah thought the Reese clan should stay together. Sarah loved the luxury, but didn't want to overstay their welcome. She wanted John and Cameron to focus on each other.
Cameron at least wanted Jan and Summer to stay. Hanna and Gail would be free to watch over them.
Their parents thought the girls should go with them. They needed to learn and understand limits. It would allow them to appreciate the luxury more. The finer things in life needed to be earned, not given.
Holly looked forward to seeing Allison. She planned to tell her all about Cameron's experience in her chassis. She wanted Allison to know it wasn't like anything she'd described to her. She would even try to encourage Allison to try it. She didn't think it would hurt for Allison to try it one time. She spoke with Cameron about it and she was onboard with it.
Cameron tried for years to get Allison to be with John, she could try again. The anti-Metal faction was out there and John needed to get acclimated to human females in his bed. John needed to be protected. He would be assassinated as a 'Metal Lover' without human lovers.
Derek and Kyle joked with John. Sarah and Claire traded secret glances. Jesse and Riley did as well. Holly, Hanna and Gail all watched John and Cameron with starry eyes. They were all in love with both of them.
Summer sat with Jan. She took it all in. This was her family now, the humans and the machines. She was ready to fill her sister's shoes if she needed to. She knew what needed to be done and she was willing to do it. Young Allison secretly trained her for years. She thought she knew everything Young Allison did and more.
"Can I try a bite of your strawberry blintzes?" Jan asked.
Summer smiled at Jan.
"You can try anything of mine." Summer said. "What's mine is yours."
Jan looked at her for a long moment and smiled.
Holly and Hanna looked over at them when Summer said it and smiled at each other. They wanted the best for everyone. They wanted the girls to be happy. What more could anyone ask? Everything Cameron planned would happen at some point. Their maximum effort seemed to have worked.
Ally and Sheila worked hard together to finish the rooms. Jim also helped them. They'd worked as a team. Things went very swiftly.
"It's your lucky day big fella." Sheila said.
Jim had been watching them as they worked. He discretely readjusted himself inside of his pants. He hoped Sheila or Ally was about to 'accommodate' him.
"Are we going to do it in the Control Center?" Jim asked.
Sheila and Ally looked at each other.
"Hold your horses, or in this case, your 'snake'." Sheila said. "We're all going to be with John first."
Jim was aware Sheila was with John multiple times already.
"You have been." Jim said.
Sheila frowned. It wasn't the same thing.
"It was actually Cameron who was." Sheila said. "I've never been in control. I'll get one try on my own if I stay true. I'm not about to 'blow it', even though that probably wouldn't count against me."
Ally was ready to give it a go. Well, actually let Cameron give it a go.
"I'm going to try it tonight. I mean Cameron will." Ally said. "It better be as great as they all tell me. I'm counting on Cameron to do it for me. I have faith she and John will deliver."
Sheila moved behind Ally and reached around and squeezed her breasts. She continued to fondle them as she stood behind her.
"It's great and you'd better expect to have these touched repeatedly." Sheila said.
Ally reached up and touched herself.
"Holly, Hanna and Gail told me the same thing." Ally said.
Sheila lifted her top and flashed Ally.
"I can fix you up with a set of rings." Sheila said. "It will make John touch you more."
Ally frowned.
"Knowing you, you'd put one in the front center of my nose between my nostrils." Ally said.
Sheila actually liked the idea. She pictured a ring three or four inches in diameter.
"When I get a larger diameter ring I will. I can lead you around as my little 'servant girl'." Sheila said. "I think you already know what functions you'll perform."
Ally wondered if she was supposed to flip the ring up to the bridge of her nose and 'go to work'.
Jim still wanted to know why this was his lucky day. He hoped he hadn't seemed too forward earlier. It was a fascinating thought.
"Why am I lucky today then?" Jim asked.
Sheila looked at Ally and winked. It was clear she wanted to mess with Jim.
"Cameron is going to break in your chassis when they return from Catalina." Sheila said. "You won't be a virgin anymore, Jim."
Jim didn't say anything at first.
"I'll wait for Bob or John Henry to go first before I allow Cameron to try it." Jim said.
Ally wanted to get in on the fun.
"Everyone sacrifices for John Connor." Ally said. "My turn is tonight. You'll beat me to it by a few hours."
Jim looked even more worried at this point.
Sheila laughed. She didn't want to cause him too much unnecessary grief.
"You're such a gullible bloke." Sheila said.
Ally didn't want Jim to worry needlessly. She pointed at the Control Center.
"We were just kidding. I don't think you need to worry. Cam will be on board as well." Ally said. "I'll remain on board the ship today. You'll get to spend some time with the Reese clan. They were very pleased to hear you'd accompany them. They told us how much they appreciate everything you've done for them."
It was good news to Jim. He looked more than a little relieved. He enjoyed spending time with them. They were good fighters. He'd gone on many missions with them.
Now Jim wondered what Sheila was going to do.
"Will you go with us or stay with Ally?" Jim asked.
Sheila looked at Ally.
"If she sits bottomless at the front of the chair, I'll sit facing her on the floor under the table." Sheila said. "That way we'll both have something to do."
Jim wondered about it.
"We'll be gone for hours." Jim said.
Sheila smiled.
"I know." Sheila said. "Ally will have the best time."
Jim wondered about the specific 'activity'.
"You would do that for hours to Ally?" Jim asked.
Sheila tried not to laugh.
"Love, we've done it for days without stopping." Sheila said.
Ally giggled. She wanted to let Jim know it was a two way street.
"It was both of us at the same time with each other." Ally said. "It was beautiful."
Sheila remembered it well.
"We decided we were going to do it until our power cells ran out." Sheila said.
Jim thought about it.
"It would have been many years." Jim said.
Sheila smiled.
"I know." Sheila said.
Ally reached down and touched herself.
"Now you're just trying to get me turned on." Ally said. "It's working too."
Jim wondered why it didn't happen for Ally and Sheila.
"Why did you stop?" Jim asked.
Sheila and Ally didn't look happy.
"Cameron came looking for us and threatened to make us 'nullo' if we continued." Sheila said. "She said she was going to use plasma to burn our sheaths up in those locations."
Ally absentmindedly placed one arm over her breasts and the other hand a little lower.
Jim was aware how plasma burns could damage a Terminator sheath permanently.
"Those areas would never heal or regenerate if she did it." Jim said.
Ally and Sheila knew not to cross Cameron, and now CamNet.
"We love her anyway." Sheila said. "We were lost in the moment and forgot we had jobs to do."
They were finished with all the rooms.
Jim received a message to bring the luggage to the front tender docking location in ten minutes from Bob. He was notified he would be going with the group and to dress appropriately.
Ally went into the Control Center.
"Let me get plugged in." Ally said.
Sheila smiled.
"Don't worry. You'll get 'plugged in' later on this evening." Sheila said. "It will be in more ways than one."
Ally now looked forward to it with some desire.
"I hope it's like you all say." Ally said.
Sheila gave her a quick kiss. She thought of another way to encourage Ally.
"If you don't like what Cameron and John do, I'll run a temporal mission and go in your place." Sheila said. "When you're standing naked in front of John and Cameron and if there is no time bubble behind you, it means you're in for the best time of your life. That's a promise."
Ally plugged in. She waited to see if Sheila was really going to sit on the floor in front of her. It didn't look like it.
"You can go with the group, Sheila." Ally said.
Sheila was undecided.
"I'll think about it." Sheila said.
Sheila didn't like for Ally to have to be alone, even if it was only for a few hours.
Young Allison and Anna carefully entered the house and did a check of everything.
"Everything checks out." Anna said.
Young Allison liked to play it safe. Because her family was elsewhere, she needed to make security a priority all of the time. She was now the one responsible for it.
"That's the way we like it." Young Allison said. "Now let's check the bunker."
They made their way into the bunker.
Anna let Young Allison do the inspection.
"All is as it was." Young Allison said.
Young Allison turned on the monitors.
Anna thought she wanted to do some other things first.
"Do you want to start on this or practice?" Anna asked.
Young Allison wanted to practice. She also wanted to be up to speed first.
"I need to know where we stand on everything." Young Allison said.
Anna was aware it could change rapidly.
"Things can happen fast." Anna said. "I see nothing pressing."
Young Allison wondered what Savannah was doing. Maybe she was going to fly Vanna and Allison to Catalina.
"I wanted to see what Savannah was up to." Young Allison said.
Anna was plugged in now. She knew.
"I don't think it's the right thing to do." Anna said. "Savannah needs her private time to unwind. She's been on some risky operations. There's little difference between 'wondering' and 'spying'."
Young Allison knew it was true. She wanted Savannah to come and see her when she could. She also knew Savannah led an active private life. It made her wonder how it would change, or if it would, when they were together. She wanted to do everything Savannah did too. Maybe it would alter things. Maybe Anna was right and she shouldn't worry about it. Savannah almost died or could have been severely hurt several times in the last few days. In fact, it applied to the last few weeks and even months.
Young Allison abruptly got up and headed back upstairs.
Anna thought of following her but resisted. Young Allison needed to deal with life and her emotions. Few things in life turned out as people thought they would. If they did, they didn't usually last very long.
Young Allison didn't want to dwell on it. Savannah was her own person and she needed to seek comfort where she could. There were those who were allowed to share with her and those who weren't. They were the rules of other people, not her. A couple of hundred years ago, girls her age were married off a few years ago. Then again, they were dead by thirty or thirty five. It was the way life was back then. Everything happened quicker and life was short. With the prospect of Skynet looming, maybe life was short for everyone.
What about the lifestyle they lived? Would Savannah ever make it to thirty at the rate she faced danger? It seemed unlikely. What about her? Would she make it past thirty? Would she even ever make it to twenty? Would Savannah make it another week?
Young Allison felt a little high strung from the 'ambush'. She moved to the piano and thought about what to play. She started out with some classical renditions.
Anna listened from the bunker. The music was beautiful. She checked everything and told John Henry and CamNet to call her or alert her if anything changed. She unplugged and went upstairs.
Young Allison soon lost herself in the music. Maybe she found herself there. Soon she was 'one' with the piano. It pleased her immensely to see Anna come upstairs to listen and watch her. She could have stayed downstairs and heard it the same. Anna was there for the beauty of the music. She was the one who created it.
It gave both of them a chance to unwind. It also allowed them to connect on a deeper level. It further cemented their bond. It showed they were more than just co-workers.
Cammy busied herself around Cameron's base. She went to Savannah's room there and checked through everything. Savannah seldom used the room anymore. It was the only room for a human there. The other rooms there were unused except a few where clothes were kept and Terminators could clean up from dirty or bloody missions.
There was a room there for Sheila, Ally and Hanna. It wasn't used that often by them. Cammy looked through the clothes there and saw most of them were Cameron's old clothes. The room did have a large bed in it. She looked around to see if there were any 'souvenirs' Sheila may have collected. Nothing was found. Cameron previously warned Sheila about it. It looked like Sheila listened.
Cammy was bored. She'd only been there for an hour. Savannah was down there with CamNet. It was just another version of that Bitch, Cameron. CamNet seemed to have a mind of her own and plenty of power to back it up. Now Cameron could get a taste of her own medicine from CamNet.
It didn't appear Cameron could control CamNet like she once could. It seemed only Savannah and Young Allison could contain CamNet. It appeared they could control anyone, especially if they worked together. She was pretty sure it was the whole point behind all of it. As long as Savannah and Young Allison worked together. They could keep everyone in check. They could keep the Resistance functioning as it should.
Cammy moved on to the lab. There were a few projects going on in there. There was nothing she wanted to get involved with. It was very much like the lab at the Resistance base. She casually glanced in the trash cans as she passed them. She wanted to see if there was anything discarded. She needed to play it cool because she knew CamNet would watch her the whole time.
She headed into the workroom. It was where any heavier or larger items would be worked on. As soon as she walked in, she was confronted with an HK Track, there was another one too. It was almost behind her. They would have put her in a wicked cross fire.
It was new. There was nothing like this before. Now she really wondered what Cameron was up to. Wait. It wasn't Cameron who was up to anything, it was CamNet. The HK Tracks backed up when she passed. Maybe they thought she was that Bitch, Cameron. It irritated her to be reminded they were identical.
She hoped it was safe for Savannah to be in there. She thought it should be. She was sure if Savannah was there, the HK Tracks would follow her around like puppies. It made her briefly think about the puppy she'd held at the old newspaper plant. Cam said the mother dog and the puppies were all gone. She hoped they made it to someplace safe. She needed to refocus on where she was at.
Now she wanted to find out what was going on there. So far no one did anything to stop her. She moved around and passed a few other Terminators as if she wasn't there. There were models of Terminators she'd never seen before. She'd hoped to run into some new female Terminators. None were spotted. She was willing to bet Cameron or CamNet was getting Terminators from the future. The best person to investigate it would be Savannah. She could go anywhere and every Terminator would answer her or do what she requested. She would need to clue her in when they were alone.
Alone….
Cammy was aware right now Savannah was alone with CamNet.
She really wondered how long it would be until she was alone, forever.
John Henry made sure everything would be ready for the others to arrive and for Vanna and Allison to depart. He wasn't sure if Cam going was a good idea. It didn't seem like it. He understood the relationships were complicated and sometimes a little convoluted.
He was surprised when he began to receive a feed from CamNet. It was from the Young residence. He watched and listened as Young Allison played. It was a thing of beauty. He let his server do all the work now as he concentrated on the music and watched as Young Allison created it.
Allison and Vanna were all packed and ready to go. The only trouble was, they were ready too early. They couldn't leave until Jesse and Riley returned. It looked like it was still hours away. They both seemed very anxious. It was a chance for them to get away from it all. It was a chance for them to do something different. It was a new adventure where they wouldn't need to worry about their personal safety. They were assured it was as safe of an environment as there could be. There would also be plenty of Terminator protection.
Vanna checked on Precious again.
"You're making me nervous." Allison said.
Vanna was nervous too.
"I'm full of anticipation about going." Vanna said. "It sounds like a lot of fun. We don't really ever get to do anything like it."
Allison felt the same way.
"We really will be able to relax and get away from it all for a few days." Allison said. "I know how cooped up it can feel around here at times."
It was one of the things Allison liked about living at 'home'. There was fresh air and sunshine. There was a little rain and once or twice a year a dusting of snow. It might last for an hour or two. It was hot and cold and there was wind sometimes. It was like really being alive and knowing it. Around the base it was more about just being alive but not really living.
Life at the base made moments with the girls a bright spot in the day. She planned to have a lot of bright spots everyday. It would be nice to cycle through all the females when they were back at the base everyday. The Metal girls were always accommodating and always ready to go. They always delivered too.
Samantha and Cam were 'at it' together in the nursery. Samantha wanted to make the most of her remaining time of sexual freedom. Cam was the one to share it with. She could deliver and keep delivering.
Cam was having a great time with Samantha. She really liked the opportunity to share with her. She also wanted Vanna to be happy.
She paused on Samantha.
"It looks like it's going to be several hours yet before Riley returns." Cam said.
Samantha could see it would be.
"It appears so." Samantha said.
Cam wanted everyone to be happy.
"I'll watch Precious and send Vanna in here to see you again, or maybe Vanna and Allison." Cam said.
Samantha didn't really care. Sharing with any of the girls was beautiful.
Cam got up.
"I'll wait here." Samantha said. "Surprise me."
Savannah found standing and sitting awkward for some of the things she did with CamNet. She did bring something with her just in case they might need it.
"I brought something along we can use right now." Savannah said.
Both CamNet and her were topless. Their pants were still on.
CamNet seemed very excited.
"What is it?" CamNet asked.
Savannah took out a blanket. It used to be on her bed.
"This will be like a picnic." Savannah said. "We can spread the blanket out on the ground, or floor in this case, to sit on. It will be better than the cold concrete."
CamNet realized this was the point they needed a bed. It would be more comfortable for Savannah. She wanted to point it out but didn't want to push Savannah or make her feel obligated. Just kissing was beautiful. She could do it for hours. It seemed so much could be 'said' as they kissed without a word being spoken.
Savannah spread the blanket out. She brought CamNet over to it. She made sure the tether was out of the way.
They spent some more time kissing and touching. What they were doing now, even though somewhat sexual, was building an emotional bond. It gave the relationship a foundation to build on.
Savannah rolled CamNet on to her back. She kissed her forehead and she kissed around her eyes. She kissed her cheeks and moved to her neck. She worked on her neck slow and sometimes hard. She was careful not to leave any marks. It was something all the girls tried not to do to each other. It still happened from time to time.
She was going to kiss lower but paused. She moved over the top of CamNet and looked into her eyes. Her red hair fell like a waterfall and enclosed their faces. She wanted to ask CamNet if she wanted more but couldn't. She wanted more right now herself. She gave CamNet a soft long kiss and CamNet deepened it. Savannah lifted her head again and looked at CamNet.
CamNet understood they were at a turning point. It was an important junction to move forward. She wanted to let Savannah know what she wanted.
"I want more." CamNet softly said in her ear. "Please."
Savannah smiled and kissed her again. She started to kiss down and around CamNet's neck and then down the valley of her breasts. She could feel CamNet squirm with anticipation. She kissed in a circle around each breast . It was always going closer to the end.
It was time. She made her move and deepened it from there. She felt CamNet's back arch up and her fingers dug into her flesh a little. Not enough to hurt, but enough to be felt as a loving touch.
Savannah moved across the valley of CamNet's breasts to the other side and did the same thing with similar results. She knew all of CamNet's programming and any experiences from Cameron were firewalled. Everything CamNet felt was for the first time. She was sure CamNet was very close to a finish but she didn't know how to get there. She needed to 'follow the feeling'. She was going to help her learn how.
It took her a while when she first started to touch herself to be able to finish. She didn't know it was better at the end at that point. She just never got there before until one time she did. When she did the first time, it was a surprise and a whole new world. It took her longer to really learn how to make one last longer and enjoy it longer or stay with it and finish again and again. She was aware it was an individual process for everyone. She assumed it was for males as well. Everyone reacted and responded differently to the same stimuli. She believed she was even different from Vanna on some things.
Savannah moved down past her breasts and around CamNet's navel. She continued down until she reached CamNet's pants. CamNet's back was arched up off the ground at this point.
Savannah wanted to take CamNet all the way but hesitated.
CamNet knew they really needed a bed at this point.
Savannah started to unhook CamNet's pants.
CamNet squirmed with anticipation. She was ready and really wanted it. She needed more.
The female Fanatic knew she needed to play it cool. She needed to find out what was in the crates and then get out of the back of the truck. She figured she needed a new top as well. She wasn't so worried about the police identifying her. The one Gray with the maroon sweatshirt knew the policeman asked him about a female with a blue top.
She realized it might play to her advantage later on as well. If she was found before she could escape, the one Gray should know she'd hid because she was trying to avoid the police. They wouldn't suspect she was on to whatever they were doing. It might give her a momentary advantage to pull her knife and fight her way out.
There was no need to think about 'what ifs' right now. She went back to work on the crate she'd started on. She needed to be careful to keep her balance as the truck drove. A couple of times she almost fell over when they started or stopped for a traffic light.
She quickly worked on all four corners of the crate. She needed to try to pry it up carefully without bending any of the nails. She wasn't even sure why they used nails in the first place. She was just glad they weren't screws. It made her wonder if they were going to actually ship the crates somewhere else. There were no shipping labels on the tops of the crates. She didn't have much room to look around. There was only a foot of space between the last crate and the rear door.
She carefully pried the top off of the crate. She knew what she looked at once the top was off. She didn't know specifically what part it was, but she knew what it was for. They were subassemblies for HK drones. She quickly looked at all the other crates. They were all of the same size and construction. She assumed they were more of the same parts or other similar parts. She would need to make sure the location they came from was destroyed and wherever they arrived at was destroyed.
There were several options open to her. She could try to stay in the truck and hide until they went to unload it. She would be in a totally unknown environment if she did. She still didn't have a firearm. All she had was her knife. She knew there were three men in the truck. She was sure wherever they arrived at, there would be more. She needed an advantage.
Her other course of action would be to get out of the back of the truck at the next stop light. There more than likely would be another vehicle behind them. She would close the rear door and latch it. She would move to the vehicle directly behind them and force the driver to relinquish control of the car at knife point. She realized it may not be the best plan. If the driver behind her had the windows up and the doors locked, she wouldn't be able to get in. She didn't want to be seen standing next to a vehicle with a knife in her hand as the truck drove away.
If they spotted her, they might stop the truck and confront her with guns. She didn't want to be the one who arrived at a gunfight with a knife in her hand. She imagined herself attempting to dodge bullets as she moved between vehicles to get away. She wondered how many individuals would be hurt in the process. It was bound to draw a big police presence. She still had the blue top on. Everything would be blamed on her.
She decided once she was out of the back of the truck, she would make her way to the curb. She would need to acquire another vehicle when it seemed convenient. She could always simulate some type of injury and lay on the sidewalk. Someone was bound to stop to help her. When they did, she could take their vehicle.
The truck stopped suddenly. She was thrown against a crate. It moved a little. She wondered why they weren't better secured to begin with. She figured they must not be going very far. She quickly replaced the top on the crate she'd open. She made sure the nails were lined up with their holes. She got up on top of it and stomped her foot up and down a few times to seat everything properly. She got off and looked at it. It looked like the one next to it.
She noted now there was about three feet of space between the last crate and the rear door. Everything slid forward under the heavy braking. She wondered how much space there actually was between the crates up to the front of the box section. She climbed up on top of them and moved forward carefully. Some of the crates were jammed together. Other ones had angled slightly and there were gaps between them on one end. The ones closest to the front were up against the bulkhead.
The female Fanatic thought she might be able to hide in one of the gaps as they began to unload the truck. She still thought her best course of action was to get out and obtain another vehicle. Even if she lost the box truck. She knew where it came from. She'd been able to track their location on her phone as it moved along. She knew the vicinity of where they were currently.
CamNet's Terminators looked at each other. They could hear the door being unlocked. It was clear the Grays inside of the building were about to open the door for them. Maybe the plan would work after all. It almost seemed too easy.
The door opened. There was only one Gray standing there. They knew there were at least two more close by. They were probably behind the door.
"How can I help you ladies?" The first Gray asked.
The first Terminator smiled at him.
"We were hoping you could give us directions." The first Terminator said. "We're lost."
The first Gray looked out towards the street.
"Where's your car?" The first Gray asked.
The second Terminator moved up.
"That's why we're lost." The second Terminator said. "Our vehicle broke down."
The first Terminator held up her phone.
"I can't get any reception here." The first Terminator said. "I couldn't call for assistance."
The first Gray looked back and off to the side.
The two Terminators knew he looked at the other two Grays. They were going to attempt to lure them inside. It was exactly what they wanted them to do. They wouldn't suspect what was about to happen.
"Reception is bad around here. We have a landline inside." The first Gray said. "You're welcome to use it."
They didn't want to seem too eager to enter the unknown building with a stranger.
"Do you have a handheld unit you can bring to us?" The first Terminator asked.
The first Gray briefly glanced over to the side again. It sounded as if the other two men moved away.
"No, everything's hard wired in." The first Gray said. "It's all old school. Come on in."
The two Terminators looked at each other.
The second Terminator was pleased everything was going to plan. They wanted to throw the Grays off as much as possible.
"I guess we could." The second Terminator said. "You wouldn't happen to have a bathroom we could use do you? We won't make a mess."
The first Gray smiled as he stood off to the side.
"Are you sure no one knows where you're at?" The first Gray asked.
The two Terminators walked in.
"No, that's why we're lost." The second Terminator said. "We don't even know where we're at."
The first Gray smiled broadly.
"Don't worry about a thing." The first Gray said. "We'll fix you up real nice. Follow me."
The first Gray led them to a restroom. It wasn't very clean.
"You'll have to excuse the mess." The first Gray said. "You ladies take care of business and get cleaned up. I'll have everything ready for you when you're done."
The two Terminators looked at each other.
"Thank you." The first Terminator said.
The first Gray tried not to laugh as they went into the restroom.
"No, sweetheart. It's us who'll thank you." The first Gray said softly to himself. "I think your stay is going to be a little longer than you anticipated."
The first Gray chuckled to himself.
The female Fanatic went back over the tops of the crates to the rear of the truck. It was moving a little slower now. There was a sudden jolt and the truck bounced slightly. She figured they must have gone over a speed bump. She wondered if the driver understood the purpose of a speed bump was to slow down. She got down low near the rear door and stuck her knife through where the latch was located.
She listened for a moment to hear what was happening around her. It seemed quieter now. She wondered exactly where they were at. She thought about looking at her phone but decided she wanted to get out more. She pulled down slightly on the door to create some slack. She used her knife to push the latch over to the side.
As soon as she started to move it The truck experienced another big jolt. The door slammed down. She heard the latch close completely. She was stuck.
The female Fanatic thought they were pretty close to the destination. She looked around in the rear of the truck. She hoped it wasn't going to be her final destination. Ascension may be closer than she'd thought.
CamNet's Terminators enter the restroom. They turned the water on in the sink. They listened intently to what went on outside of the door.
"Did you see the knockers on the blonde?" The second Gray asked.
"They were twice the size of the ones on the other chick." The third Gray said.
"I'm doing her first." The first Gray said.
"Which one?" The third Gray asked.
"The pretty one, stupid." The first Gray said. "I liked her tight trim figure."
"I'm doing the one with the jugs first then." The second Gray said.
"Why do you get to go before me?" The third Gray asked.
"Don't worry, I won't be long." The second Gray said. "I'll skip the foreplay."
"I want you to go get the 'comfort bunk' ready." The first Gray said.
"We only have one." The second Gray said.
"You really are dense." The first Gray said. "Go get some more rope or some electrical cord and make another one, stupid."
"I think he's talking to you." The third Gray said.
"He was talking to you, bro." The second Gray said. "He said, stupid."
"I'm talking to both of you." The first Gray said. "Now get moving."
The two Terminators heard enough. It sounded as if there were only three men present. It didn't appear there was a Terminator present either. They were sure he would have made his appearance by now. The drone image showed three men leave in the box truck earlier. There should be at least seven bunks in the sleeping area. There could actually be more. It sounded as if only one was used as a 'comfort bunk'.
They flushed the toilet to make it sound as if it had been used.
"Do we want to come out shooting?" The first Terminator asked.
The second Terminator didn't think so.
"We know what all three of them sound like." The second Terminator said. "I think we can take them one at a time."
The first Terminator wanted to know what their response was going to be specifically.
"Do you want to take any of them captive?" The first Terminator asked.
The second Terminator would like to take all of them alive. They would beat the information out of them.
"I didn't like the way they talked about my sheath." The second Terminator said.
The first Terminator agreed.
"They disrespected mine as well." The first Terminator said.
They both look down at their skimpy tops and they're nearly exposed breasts. It was what CamNet instructed them to wear for a smooth infiltration. It worked. They'd taken a few types of apparel with them earlier.
The two Terminators quickly came up with a plan. They flushed the toilet a second time.
The second Terminator came out of the bathroom.
The first Gray was still standing there.
"Can you help my friend real quick?" The second Terminator asked. "She's having some trouble with the sink. I'll wait here."
The first Gray liked the female in the bathroom. He thought things were going to work out better than planned. They were going to separate the two females from each other. The best part was, they were going to do it themselves.
"No problem." The first Gray said. "The phone is in the second door to your right. Just walk right in. They'll have everything ready for you."
The second Terminator smiled at the Gray.
"I really appreciate all your help." The second Terminator said. "Thank you."
The first Gray smiled as he entered the bathroom
"The pleasure is all mine." The first Gray said.
The first Gray reached in back of himself and touched his pistol. He would pull it on the female still in the restroom. The other two guys would put the grab on the other female when she entered the sleeping quarters. There was no phone in there. All there was, was a good time, for him and his men. The first Gray laughed to himself.
He knew the females had reached their final destination. He could see they were quite a few steps up from the homeless sluts they usually put the grab on. They were always instructed to take the homeless broads because no one cared if they disappeared. It was why they were homeless in the first place. No one cared about them.
CamNet's Terminators were about to take the three Gray's into custody. If there was any resistance, they would be terminated. They would need to search the building and make sure no one else was there. They also wanted to see what was inside.
Squirmed With Anticipation
No one wants to be viewed
As some type of abomination
No one has any control
Over their own creation
To touch another's heart
Shouldn't require any infiltration
It should be organic and pure
It should be through inspiration
There are many things
That can create a fascination
No one wants an irritation
There should be jubilation
To share with another
Is a time of elation
There are many things to share
Besides physical sensation
It won't take much
Or need a big imagination
To watch as the other
Squirmed with anticipation
Nobody