Chapter 1589

Gusto

Jim or Bob would get up every few minutes to take a look outside. The target building was across the street. There was drone coverage, and a few surveillance cameras which were monitored by John Henry and CamNet.

Playing cards wasn't something any of them were used to doing. They'd only started playing because Jim found a deck of cards.

They were surprised by an update from the Command Center.

"There's a car approaching the target location for the second time." John Henry said.

The four of them all grabbed their weapons. It didn't sound like a hit on them, but it was clear someone was interested in the area.

"Kyle and I will watch the back." Derek said.

Bob and Jim looked out across the street.

"Affirmative…." Bob said.

CamNet's Terminator tracked two suspected Grays.

One of the men began to remove some debris.

"I found something over here." The first man said.

The other man quickly joined him.

The Terminator watched as the two men discovered the remains of the opening for the escape route from the hillside complex.

"I'm not so sure we can get in there." The second man said.

The two men looked at the collapsed framework.

"I want to give it a try." The first man said.

The second man was clearly apprehensive.

"I'll wait out here to make sure it remains clear." The second man said.

The first man felt a specific warning was in order.

"Keep a good eye out." The first man said. "Remember, it looks like a Terminator was here."

The first man looked around nervously. He didn't need a reminder about the danger they were in.

"We made sure we weren't tailed by anyone when we came here." The second man said.

First man tried to brush it all off. He wanted to get a look inside of the opening.

"I don't hear any drones either." The first man said. "I don't think we need to worry about either of them."

The drone overhead was blinded somewhat by the trees. Both of the things the men didn't think were there, were there.

The Terminator was actually close enough to easily shoot both of them with his silenced M9. The drone could rain down 'metal hail' as well.

One of the men from the van wanted to look around.

The driver disagreed.

"Everyone's wasted." The first man said.

Lena and Tina watched as one man exited the white van. He approached the location where everything was burning, including most of the men on the ground.

He moved around the burning debris. He collected a few long guns. He saw what looked like some exploded 'scuba tanks' as well as some type of nozzle with a trigger. He wasn't quite sure what it was. It was all destroyed and burning.

He could see the SUV was burnt out and had exploded in the rear section. It appeared to be more than just the fuel tank. It most likely was some of the ordinance which was there. It was hard to identify any of the bodies on the ground. They were all burnt, or burning still.

The driver of the van nervously looked around. He didn't want to honk the horn or anything to draw more attention to where they were at. He wanted the other man to hurry up. He could see he collected a few long guns. He saw him hurry back.

"Everyone's wasted." The second man said. "I scored an AK and an M4. I'm pretty sure the M4 is one of ours. I didn't have time to look for extra magazines. All of the bodies were burnt or burning. I'm pretty sure our two guys were among them. It looked to me like all of the other guys were gang members. They were easily identifiable as a different gang from the first one we'd encountered."

The first man didn't like to hear it. He took one look around and drove away from the area. He wanted to make sure they didn't pick up a tail.

"It's bad enough we have to deal with other groups from the future." The first man said. "Having to mix it up with a bunch of local boys somehow seems like a waste."

It didn't look like their ambush of whatever group who destroyed the buildings was going to play out. It wouldn't do any good to reset their ambush as it was originally intended at this juncture.

"Maybe we should go back and talk to the homeless guy." The second man said.

The first man wasn't sure what the point would be.

"It was one group of local boys who picked it up." The first man said. "I really don't want to get close to the creepy guy again."

The second man wondered if it was more involved.

"It does seem rather coincidental one gang picked it up, and there was another gang in the vicinity when it played out." The second man said. "What if it was arraigned?"

The first man did agree it was rather unusual. It wasn't something they ever encountered before either.

"Alright, we'll go back." The first man said. "You can go talk to him. Maybe the local boys weren't the only ones to look it over."

The second man produced a knife.

"I'll find out what he knows and finish what I should have done the first time." The second man said. "The guy is a future Scavenger if he survives J-Day."

Lena and Tina watched as the white van headed back towards the underpass. They were a little concerned about what was going on. It wasn't where they expected the white van to go.

Young Allison was on her way home to shower. She just practiced some real life knife termination techniques on a fresh corpse.

Anna was very displeased with the whole affair. The events which recently occurred were totally unnecessary. They served no purpose other than a veiled form of vengeance. She wanted to refocus Young Allison. She would try what normally worked. It was following the Resistance activity from inside the bunker.

"We should monitor what Bob's team is up to." Anna said.

Young Allison already started doing it.

"They're good for now." Young Allison said.

She didn't understand why Anna was so upset about everything. Maybe they did run up a string of dead bodies since they were out. It wasn't like what they were involved in didn't need to be addressed. It was time someone threw out the trash. It's all she did. Someone needed to do something. If not now, when? If not them, who?

They were in the park now and off the back trail. They hadn't encountered anyone else.

They checked the area where the girl was left off to 'recover'. There was no sign of her.

They passed through the park without further incident and headed for home.

They saw the SUV with Brian a few times as he orbited around them once they were clear of the park. Mel and Randy were in front and in back of them on foot.

They made it back to the Young residence. The house was already cleared by Brian. Mel and Randy cleared the yards of both houses.

Anna wanted to get things started.

"Go get cleaned up." Anna said. "I'll get the monitors up."

Young Allison wanted to speak with her Detail.

"Call the boys in." Young Allison said.

Anna didn't know why.

"What do you need them for?" Anna asked.

Young Allison didn't like being questioned. Maybe she should give Anna something to think about instead of questioning her. She looked directly at Anna.

"It's so they can pull a 'train' on me." Young Allison said. "It should be epic."

Camille-Hanna wanted to get John started up. She wasn't done yet.

She lifted her head and looked up at him. The back of her hand lightly passed over her mouth before she spoke.

"I can finish it this way, or be on top." Camille-Hanna said.

John was good with either one. The end result for him was the same. He wanted to think about what the other person would experience as well. It was important to him they be satisfied too. He was aware a happy customer was a repeat customer.

"I want you to get what you want too." John said.

Camille-Hanna smiled. She wanted one more finish for herself out of it. She climbed up on top of him. She would control what happened. She liked being on control.

"I think this will work for both of us." Camille-Hanna said.

John took in her perfect figure. She looked just like Cameron to him. She was identical after all. She did seem to smile more. It was nice in itself. It always left him feeling a little lacking to see all of Cameron's clones appear to be 'happier' than she was the majority of the time. She always said the programming regarding him was firewalled on her clones. He somehow felt it was a reflection on him. It seemed like a negative one. He quickly pushed the thoughts from his mind. He concentrated on where he was at right now.

"It's all yours." John said.

Camille-Hanna leaned down and kissed him as she moved into position.

John could feel it in her kiss when she made contact. Everything started out smoothly.

"It was a nice start." John said.

Camille-Hanna couldn't agree more.

"I'll say." Camille-Hanna said.

They both laughed a little and Camille-Hanna went to work.

Camille-Hanna wanted to have a beautiful conclusion.

"I'll try to time my finish to yours." Camille-Hanna said.

John knew the Metal girls were good about it. It was a little harder with the human girls to get everything timed right. The human girls were a little more predictable though as to where they were. The breathing seemed to indicate when they were close. The Metal girl's simulated breathing never changed. It only did if he asked for a 'human response'. He understood they liked to have their own response.

Camille-Hanna kissed him deeply as she moved. She soon went to a more upright position. It seemed to please both of them, everything remained constant as it progressed.

John's breathing increased as his chest heaved a little more.

Camille-Hanna didn't want John to get ahead of her.

"Not yet." Camille-Hanna whispered.

John held back.

Camille-Hanna picked up the speed as she made it. John made it too. She still kept the same speed for a few more seconds. She liked how John squirmed around below her. She slowed and stopped. She kissed him again.

John always felt the extreme effort by the Metal girls. He needed to remind himself, it really wasn't too much effort at all. They were machines and could do the same thing for hours, or days, on end. Perhaps it was more a matter of timing when everything worked right and a finish was achieved.

"It was intense." John gasped.

She stayed on top of him. She wasn't really sure the term 'intense' applied to her. She viewed it in a slightly different way.

"It was beautiful." Camille-Hanna whispered.

John regained his composure. He tried to compare the girls to each other. It applied to both the human girls and the Metal girls. He was sure when they switched to a different chassis, they did the same thing. It was mainly directed at themselves.

"Which chassis is better?" John asked.

Camille-Hanna knew the real answer to his question. It was an answer she didn't even need to think about. Past experience already proved what was superior. It wasn't a Skynet Terminator. She did feel some of the sheaths offered a little more appeal than others.

"Gail's or Holly's chassis is." Camille-Hanna said. "Between Camille's chassis and mine, there is little difference. I prefer my pigmentation on my sheath. It seems to draw a lot more attention. This part is about the same for the results."

The honest revelation made John wonder. Cameron never gave him a good answer. He really wondered about the two Restorator females.

"Have they ever found the human counterparts for Holly or Gail?" John asked.

Camille-Hanna knew they'd searched for them. Nothing successful was ever concluded.

"I don't think they're in this timeline." Camille-Hanna said.

John wasn't sure how it was possible. How could they be in an alternate future but not this one? There was probably more he didn't know and never would about it all.

Camille-Hanna moved a little. They became disconnected.

"Oops!" Camille-Hanna said.

John slacked off some. It happened.

They kissed again and headed for the shower. They cleaned up and dried each other off. They dressed each other. It was usually a very playful time. They shared a lot of looks, and touched a lot of things.

He walked Camille-Hanna to the door. She thanked him and they kissed one more time. He thought he should have thanked her.

John watched her walk away. He wondered if it was really 'Hanna' or not. She sure seemed like Cameron to him. Since everything was exciting and concluded successfully, it was probably best not to dwell on it. Whatever it was, was done.

Hanna-Camille and Young Jesse walked up to Ally and Holly-Cam.

"Got room for two more?" Hanna–Camille asked.

Ally didn't think they even needed to ask.

"We always do." Ally said.

Young Jesse headed straight for 'Holly'.

Ally and Hanna–Camille shared with each other.

Young Jesse started in on 'Holly'. In just a few seconds, she stopped kissing her. She didn't think it was actually Holly. She made a quick determination based upon past experience.

"Cam?" Young Jesse asked.

Holly-Cam smiled.

"I'd say the one and only, but we know it's not really true." Holly-Cam said. "There are a few who look like me most of the time. Right now I have an 'upgrade'. I traded chassis with Holly."

Young Jesse would love to be able to do the same thing. She would 'trade' with all the girls if she could.

The girls all went to work. They finished up once and noticed Laura was out.

"Leticia wants to see Jesse when she's free." Laura said. "She's in the Executive Suite."

Holly-Cam reached up and snagged Laura.

"Consider yourself tagged in." Holly-Cam said.

Young Jesse wanted to share with all of the girls. She didn't want to miss out on anyone.

"I'll see Leticia now, but I want to see you later on." Young Jesse said.

Laura smiled. She wanted to give her a reminder about someone else as well.

"I won't be hard to find." Laura said. "Mary's in the Master Suite for later on."

Tricia wanted to avoid contact with the other Metal girls for now. She didn't think she could fool them for long. Once everyone 'started in', they would scan her. They wouldn't get the readings they expected from an aroused human female.

There was a knock at the door and Young Jesse walked in. She carried her clothes.

Tricia greeted her as 'Leticia'.

They were both naked. They kissed and touched each other.

It was all very exciting to Trisha since it was her first encounter with each of the females.

So far she'd been able to fool. Mary and Laura. The real test would be to see if she could fool Young Jesse. Young Jesse was with a Metal girl most of the time. She would need to keep her responses as 'human like' as possible. She'd been with Leticia, so she knew how to respond like her.

They made it to the bed and started in.

Cammy was with Mary in the 'Master Suite'. She wanted to be with Mary more often if Savannah was taken away from her by Cameron. She figured it would be less traumatic if she could 'replace' Savannah with another human female. It was Cameron's plan for her to hook up with Sheila. She could do it when Mary was asleep.

Mary was in heaven right now. Cammy pleased her in every way possible. She worked on her exclusively time and time again. She was been with anyone who tried to please her as much.

She was worried because Cammy said she 'belonged' to her. She wasn't really sure what it actually meant.

Right now she really didn't care. Cammy had her in the 'zone' and kept her there.

Leticia wanted to join the Resistance.

Sheila didn't really want her exposed to such a level of danger. She would like to have her around the base though. Cameron and John would have to approve any such recruitment. She didn't think they would. Then again Leticia would be happy to pay John a visit every day if Cameron allowed it.

Leticia wanted to reaffirm her availability for whatever was necessary or even desired.

"I can be with whoever wants to be with me." Leticia said. "I don't mind."

Her statement in itself bothered Sheila. She wanted to make it clear as to how it was going to be.

"Going forward you get to pick who you want to be with." Sheila said.

Leticia smiled. She didn't think it was a problem.

"I like to be with everyone." Leticia said. "Don't you? It always feels so nice."

Sheila knew it was true. She got some whenever she could. She'd spent more than a few nights with Vanna, Jesse, Savannah, and Allison or Claire when they were around the base. Now they were at the base all the time. She liked to be with a human female when she could. Now she had her 'own' human female.

"I want you to have a choice and a voice in what you do." Sheila said.

Leticia had a voice and a choice.

"I want to join the team." Leticia said.

Sheila would make Leticia's desires known. She really didn't know what would happen.

"I'll check into it." Sheila said.

Sheila was given information by CamNet on where to go. It seemed CamNet was on board with the idea. They arrived in front of a uniform store. They provided uniforms and equipment to the local Police department and Sheriff's department.

Leticia wondered why they stopped there.

"What's this place?" Leticia asked.

Sheila was provided instructions by CamNet. She parked the SUV in the back.

"I need to check on a few things." Sheila said. "Follow me."

They went inside. The store clerk had a few packages waiting for them.

"You can use the big dressing room." The clerk said.

Sheila thanked him and they took the packages with them.

"Is this a surprise?" Leticia asked.

They went into the large dressing room.

"Take your top off, love." Sheila said.

Leticia looked excited. The thought of removing her top indicated a little more was going to happen.

"Are we going to do it here?" Leticia asked. "I like to do it in public."

Sheila was tempted by the idea. Right now things were of a more serious nature.

"Not this time." Sheila said. "I want you better protected if we're going to start your training."

Riley and Samantha were in her bedroom. They knocked off a quickie and then things got personal.

Riley wanted Samantha to see if she could transfer some of John's genetic material to her.

Samantha was hesitant to try to do so. There could be a lot of repercussions. Most of them would be negative.

"Just try it anyway." Riley said. "If it works, I'll give the baby to Cameron as her own child."

Samantha thought it might work to ease things over. She didn't have high hopes.

"I doubt this will work." Samantha said.

Riley wanted to make her position clear.

"I can go get some on my own." Riley said. "John won't turn me down, not anymore. It will just be breeding sex. I saw plenty of it happen in the future."

Samantha wondered about how impersonal it must have been. She understood it was the point.

"How often did it work?" Samantha asked.

Riley knew it wasn't very often. There was one individual which stuck in her mind. It was mainly about the way it was done.

"I watched one young woman try it over fifty times." Riley said. "She was with her husband. He would bring the men."

Samantha thought how terrible it must have been for him.

"He couldn't just keep trying himself?" Samantha asked.

Riley saw him get dressed several times.

"Scavengers got a hold of him at some point." Samantha said. "He was 'marked'…. He was incapable of reproduction. There was just a small wet noodle. There was nothing else below."

Samantha understood. She knew the horrors of the future, especially the one Riley, Vanna, Allison and Jesse came from. The Scavenger problem there was out of control. Mrs. Weaver and Cameron worked hard to put a dent into it, all of the Terminators did. They made it personal in every way they could to send a message.

"I understand." Samantha said.

Riley still couldn't get the images out of her mind. They bothered her immensely. It made her think she would need to go through the same procedure if she ever wanted to have a child. She remembered some of the specific encounters.

"He would bring in half of a squad which was in the area at the time." Riley said. "It would usually be four to seven men. The wife would be on her knees with a dirty towel draped over her head to hide her identity. The men would move up behind her one after another. It was over in less than ten minutes. The husband thanked them for their assistance and they would all leave. There was no celebration on the men's part. They knew it was the man's wife. They knew it was hard for some females to conceive. The husband would then go to his wife and console her. She would apologize to him for what happened. They would hold together and cry and hoped it worked the latest time."

Samantha felt terrible after hearing it.

"That's the saddest thing I've ever heard." Samantha said. "Did it ever work?"

Riley gave a faint smile.

"Yes it did." Riley said. "It was probably after seventy or eighty men. It took a year for her to get pregnant, but it happened. I remember when she found out how happy she was. She thanked her husband. They held each other and cried for a long time."

Samantha wondered what happened next. She was aware getting pregnant was only the start. The future was hard on everyone. Things may not have concluded successfully.

"Was a baby born?" Samantha asked.

Riley frowned.

"I don't know." Riley said. "There was a Skynet raid on our bunker several months later. Everyone ran. I never saw her again, or most of the people in the bunker complex. I don't know what happened."

Samantha understood the suffering females need to endure in the future. She didn't agree with what Riley wanted, but she cared about Riley. She still thought there should be consultation from at least one individual.

"I'll do it for you, but I don't think it'll work." Samantha said. "I'll try to visit John if I can every month. I really think we should ask Cameron."

Riley thought it was funny neither one of them considered asking John. It didn't really matter. Cameron was the one in control of everything.

No sooner than they finished up, they heard voices.

"Gail and Vanna are here." Samantha said. "I think they want some action."

Riley perked up. She wanted it too. She wanted as much as she could get, with as many different people. She needed to make up a lot pf lost time.

"We can do a 'four way'." Riley said.

Samantha was ready for it.

"You three can get started." Samantha said. "I'll check on Precious."

Vanna knocked at the bedroom door.

"Come in." Riley said.

Gail and Vanna entered as Samantha excused herself.

"I'll be back." Samantha said.

Jesse softly sang to Precious as she held her.

Samantha entered the nursery.

"I just came to check on Precious." Samantha said.

They could hear laughter and giggles from Riley's room.

"It sounds like someone is having a good time." Jesse said.

Samantha looked back. She figured she could make it a 'five way' for herself.

"I'll join them soon." Samantha said. "I can let them get started first."

Samantha took Precious from Jesse and placed her in the crib. When she looked back Jesse was already in the bed.

"I've got time for a quickie if you do." Jesse said.

Samantha looked back at the open door.

"How many finishes do you want?" Samantha asked.

Jesse smiled and kissed her as she got into the bed.

"As many as you can give me, after I get you there first." Jesse said.

Jesse went to work with gusto.

Savannah and Cameron headed for the shower.

"I can hardly believe what we just did." Savannah said.

Cameron was very elated by it all.

"I don't know of any more special thing I could possibly have done than what I've experienced in less than twenty hours." Cameron said.

Cameron turned on the water. It took a little bit to get up to a warm temperature. They stood side by side and looked in the mirror in the bathroom.

"Look at us." Savannah said. "I've dreamt of this day for so long. It was the two most special things I wanted on the same day, by the same person, more or less."

Savannah knew it was by the same program anyway. It was what really mattered.

Cameron did look. All she could see was Savannah's beauty. She only thought she was 'average' herself. From the perspective of Jameron-Cameron, she did like to see and experience 'herself'. She did like the way Savannah felt and responded better than she did in her chassis. A human female was clearly superior for love making. Then again, maybe it was Savannah's love for her in both of the chassis she used. She could 'feel' the love radiate from Savannah in everything they did. She watched other couples together. They didn't seem to have the same deep connection.

Savannah looked in the mirror at Cameron. It was clear Cameron was lost deep in thought. She preferred the love and sex with Cameron in her own chassis. She was a lot more pleased with Cameron in a male chassis than she thought she would be for an experience with a 'male'. Things were pretty much as she imagined. Sarah, Jesse, Claire, and Young Jesse all told her what it was 'like'. While it was exciting, it was also less stimulating than she imagined. With two females, they always were focused on what produced the most stimulation. With a male, while there was always some stimulation, it wasn't always centered on what produced a finish.

Cameron was elated. There were a lot of thoughts in her mind.

"When we go away together, which chassis do you want me in?" Cameron asked.

Savannah was taken a little off guard. She wanted to make sure Cameron understood how she felt.

"I don't know where we're going, but I would rather have you just like you are right now." Savannah said. "There's nothing more beautiful to me. There never has been either."

Cameron wondered about her clones and the different versions of 'Allison'."

"What about Cammy's beauty?" Cameron asked. "She's identical to me in every way. So is Cam, Camille, and technically Ally too."

Cameron chose not to mention CamNet.

Savannah looked away from the mirror and turned to Cameron.

"None of them are YOU, Cameron. Even if the clones are 'you', they still aren't YOU." Savannah said. "It's why I've always loved you."

It sounded illogical to Cameron, but love itself was illogical.

Savannah was very pleased she was able to share her virginity with Cameron as Jameron-Cameron. It made it worth the wait. She hoped Cameron would do the same thing for Young Allison. She would mention it to her. If she was with Young Allison first, she wouldn't 'pop' her. She'd let Jameron-Cameron have the honor. Whatever happened, she would make sure it was Young Allison's choice and not the choice of someone else. It was something she was very adamant about.

Cameron needed to think about what Savannah said. As flawed and unworthy as she felt she was, Savannah never thought that way about her. Maybe it was what love was for humans. The love itself mattered more than anything else. The 'love' itself was nothing which was actually there. It only existed in the 'heart', which in reality was the mind. To share each other's body was one way to express the love.

"Your love has always been the strongest love." Cameron said. "It has always been love like no other. It has always been honest and pure."

Savannah kissed Cameron again. She wanted her to know nothing would change.

'I have always loved you, Cameron." Savannah said. "I always will too."

Cameron felt a slight glitch impulse. Maybe there were some exceptions to Savannah's love. It was something which bothered Cameron eventually. She decided to just go ahead and say it.

"What if I become Skynet?" Cameron asked.

Savannah still looked into Cameron's eyes.

"I will still love you because I know deep down inside, you're still in there somewhere." Savannah said. "I'll find you and bring you back."

Cameron knew it could get complicated.

"What if I try to terminate you?" Cameron asked.

Savannah placed Cameron's hand on her throat.

"I don't believe you ever would." Savannah said. "I don't think you could do it any more than you could right now, even if you tried."

Cameron quickly pulled her hand down. She wanted to make sure Savannah understood what would need to be done if things got out of hand.

"I would never hurt you." Cameron said. "If I ever do become Skynet, you must terminate me."

Savannah still looked into Cameron's eyes.

"I'll never hurt you, or kill you, even if it means my own life." Savannah said. "You will always remember that no matter what you are or become. Our bond is unbreakable no matter what the circumstances are, our love is eternal. What we shared last night and today will stand the test of time forever."

Cameron wanted to believe it.

The water was more than ready for the shower. The hot water supply wouldn't run out, but there was no need to waste it.

Cameron opened the shower door and they went inside. They lovingly washed each other off.

Jameron left Cameron and Savannah behind on the bed in the suite. He grabbed his clothes on the way out. He headed for the bridge and quickly dressed there.

He was upset Cameron wouldn't let him make love to Savannah. He was even more upset because Cameron found a way to block what she did while she controlled his chassis.

The boat was still a little ways out from the cabin. They would be there soon enough.

Jameron was pleased to know Savannah would be with him in CamNet's bunker. He would give her the option to have him operate independently or plugged into CamNet's mainframe. He was sure it would be plugged into the mainframe like it was for CamNet herself.

He went back part way to the suite and listened to the conversation between Cameron and Savannah. The water running for the shower disrupted his hearing. He quickly realized Cameron also did it on purpose. He needed to remember a few things. Cameron was the base program of CamNet. He was a derivative of CamNet's program. He was a byproduct of Cameron's program by default.

Once they entered the shower, he moved up to the doorway where he could look in and see them inside of the shower. He watched the way they touched each other through the steamy glass. He switched to thermal imagery because it was hard to see.

It was clear to him Savannah really loved Cameron. The way she touched her was always so loving. They kissed often under the spray of warm water.

He went and collected his parachute and took care of it. He also checked his backpack of the other items he procured on the way to the airport. He didn't like the way the male clerk looked at him when he'd purchased the items CamNet directed him to obtain. He left them on the dresser.

He went back to the bridge. This day was about Savannah and to make it special for her in every way possible. He was not going to disrupt it. His day would come soon enough.

CamNet gave him new instructions and mission parameters. He was going to obey 'himself-herself'.

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Temporal Mission:

Past Timeline:

November 26 1963

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Cameron spotted some movement at the residence. She sat up a little straighter in the seat.

"There they are." Cameron said.

Young Allison looked over.

"It's only a couple of them." Young Allison said.

Young Allison concentrated over where they were at. She tried to determine who was who. She heard some rustling next to her, but didn't look to see what Cameron was doing.

Cameron didn't see it as a problem.

"It's enough of the ones which matter." Cameron said. "Some of them contribute a little more than others."

Young Allison watched as Cameron reached up and slid her underwear off. She was wearing a very short skirt now. She didn't even see when Cameron put it on. She reached in the back and pulled out a pair of long white boots. She quickly put everything on.

"I'm not going to dress like that." Young Allison said. "Maybe I should say, undress like that."

Cameron was ready in almost no time.

"I'm going to make a lasting impression." Cameron said.

Young Allison thought Cameron always did anyway. She really liked when she flashed her million dollar smile. It always looked so beautiful. She didn't think she looked the same way, even if she did.

"I'll say." Young Allison said. "I'm sure what you'll flash them isn't something they see every day. The look is still more than two decades away."

Cameron thought it would depend upon the groupies. She wanted to catch them before they reached their vehicles.

"Let's go." Cameron said.

Cameron got out of the passenger seat in a second. Her very short skirt pulled up a little bit as she got out.

Young Allison could clearly see everything.

"Oh, brother…." Young Allison said.

Young Allison took the keys out of the ignition and followed after Cameron. They could hear the men talking as they approached. One of them seemed upset.

"I don't care what Dad says. I'm going to do things my way."

"Just don't upset your mom. Don't forget she's my aunt."

"I just need a few fresh ideas."

"You always get them. I personally think you should stick with what works. Surfin' and racing songs are our foundation. If we ever forget that, we're in trouble."

"I do want to try a few things. I want to appeal to a larger audience. Most of our sales are in California. I just need some fresh thoughts to build on. I need some inspiration."

Cameron approached the two men with an exaggerated wiggle to her walk.

Young Allison was right in back of her. She could see how sexy Cameron looked and walked. If Cameron wanted to make an impression, she was sure going to.

The two men looked over

"What do we have here?"

Cameron smiled.

"We're just a couple of California Girls." Cameron said.

"Do you live close by?"

Young Allison moved up alongside Cameron.

"We're just visiting." Young Allison said.

Cameron glanced over at Young Allison.

"We're going to be here for a while." Cameron said. "We'll be here All Summer Long. I really like the Summer Days And Summer Nights. I really enjoy The Warmth Of The Sun."

Young Allison wondered what Cameron was doing. She quickly realized what it was.

"Fun Fun Fun is the way we like it." Young Allison said. "As long as you keep the tunes rolling, we like to Dance Dance Dance."

The two men looked Cameron up and down. They'd only glanced at Young Allison.

"Are you a dancer?"

Cameron smiled.

"I know a few moves." Cameron said. "I Get Around. When I get a challenge, I Don't Back Down. Music can always deliver a few Good Vibrations."

"Wow, you're really something."

"We could always use a good dancer."

Cameron glanced at Young Allison.

"Wouldn't It Be Nice." Cameron said.

"Your outfit looks really cute."

Cameron reached down and pulled up on the side of the skirt. Everything was clearly visible for a few seconds.

"I just threw these on." Cameron said. "I thought a mini skirt was too long. I called this a micro skirt. I think it goes good with my Go-Go boots."

"I think you'll go far."

"You've got to watch yourself around some people."

"God Only Knows who the Heroes And Villains are." Cameron said.

"What did you girls say your names were again?"

Young Allison and Cameron exchanged a quick glance. She didn't think their names were going to be Cindy and Emily.

"I'm Rhonda." Cameron said. "My sister is Wendy."

The men took a moment to really look them over. They both looked back at the house.

"Those are beautiful names."

"Just like they both are."

Cameron was pleased they liked them.

"They're easy to remember." Cameron said. "Don't forget them."

One of the men looked intently at Cameron and Young Allison.

"Did I meet you before?"

Cameron knew it wasn't Young Allison or her. She knew who else was in the past.

"It was probably my other sister." Cameron said.

"There was someone else with her."

Cameron figured who it was.

"Do You Remember who was with her?" Cameron asked.

"She said she was from Hawaii. It inspired me to write a song. She spoke with an Australian accent though. It was a little strange."

"It sounds like Barbara Ann." Cameron said. "Well, Barbara and Ann. They're always together so we think of them as one person. They have a Little Honda they like to ride around on."

Young Allison knew it had to be Cammy and Sheila. She wondered if they influenced any of the songs the group recorded in the last couple of years. They might have even encouraged the group to do a few covers.

She wanted to disengage before there was any attempt by the men to escalate things. It wasn't going to happen.

"We don't want to tie them up any longer." Young Allison said. "They're probably on the way to the studio. We need to go by the bank before it closes."

"We actually weren't, but it's where I'm headed now. I just have a bunch of new ideas I need to write down and work on. Thank you for dropping by."

Cameron flashed her million dollar smile again. It wasn't the only thing she flashed. Her hand caught on her skirt and lifted it up.

"You're Welcome." Cameron said. "Remember, it's Rhonda and Wendy. If you ever have a party, you might see Barbara Ann there."

Young Allison didn't want things to go too far. She moved Cameron away from the two men.

"Did you just change history?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron tilted her head slightly as they walked back towards the Galaxie.

"I think I only reinforced it." Cameron said. "I think if Cammy and Sheila interacted with them, they may have influenced and reinforced some of their work as well. We both know Cammy and Sheila went surfing before. They were with the three girls from the ship. Ally was with them. I'm sure if they did it in the present, they probably did it in the past. I'm not going to mention the song they probably influenced either."

Cameron looked over at the house where the two men were. They'd since driven away.

Young Allison handed Cameron the keys. She didn't want to hog all the driving time. Her left leg could take a break as well. The 427 had a pretty stiff pressure plate attached to it. It was one of the reasons why she decided to take the freeway earlier.

"Isn't this where the 105 Freeway goes later on?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron nodded.

"It's part of the power of Eminent Domain." Cameron said. "When big brother wants your land, he takes it. A lot of people have lost their homes for the freeways which will be built throughout the area."

Young Allison would like for the freeways to be there now.

"I wish they would build them a little faster." Young Allison said.

Cameron got into the Galaxie Lightweight. She made sure Young Allison was buckled up. She started the engine. They drove past the house. They took one more look at it. They both knew its days were numbered. They made a right at the next street and headed south. The Hawthorne Municipal Airport was directly in front of them.

"Is this where the group flies out of if they have a gig in another state?" Young Allison asked. "It's right by their house."

Cameron didn't think it really mattered.

"LAX isn't very far away from here." Cameron said. "There's a lot of options open to them."

Young Allison had never landed at the Hawthorne airport before. She looked across the runway to where the hangar area was.

"Is this a Warbird friendly airport during this time period?" Young Allison asked.

Cameron knew there were a lot of Warbirds which people had picked up for next to nothing. Most of them had passed through multiple hands. A lot of them fell into disrepair because of the maintenance costs.

"Northrop was heavily associated with this facility during the Second World War." Cameron said.

Young Allison was aware of some of the aircraft.

"They built the first dedicated night fighter for the United States." Young Allison said. "It was the P-61 Black Widow."

Cameron was aware there were a few other stop gap measures tried previous to the Black Widow.

"There was a group of other planes which were converted to night fighters before the Black Widow became operational. They used the A-20 Havoc. The new designation was P-70 Nighthawk." Cameron said. "There was also a later modification to the P-61 as a photo reconnaissance aircraft. It had a much sleeker fuselage. It was designated as the F-15 Reporter. It was unarmed. It had a good top speed which matched all of the top piston engine fighters of the day. It also had a four thousand mile range with the use of drop tanks."

Cameron decided to turn right instead of left. She wanted the full length of the runway next to them before they went eastbound. It would block any cross traffic from pulling out in front of them when they went eastbound from the west end of the runway.

Young Allison wasn't sure why Cameron turned in the opposite direction they needed to go. She figured she must have a reason. She wondered if maybe she spotted a Warbird.

Gusto

Sometimes it takes longer than others
To determine a friend from a foe
There's no shot across the bow
Instead there's a torpedo

To put forth their agenda
There may be a manifesto
It may seem to be confusing
Leaving one with vertigo

How things are viewed
May seem like a puppet show
Sooner rather than later
It becomes quid pro quo

It's a form of insanity
When something can't be let go
If they can't figure it out
They become another domino

When the clouds of life form
Get ready for a tornado
If one can dodge the bullet
Live life with some gusto

Nobody