Chapter 1373
Productive Session
John was very pleased with the 'afternoon delight' Cameron arranged for them. He was thrilled with Cameron using Holly's chassis again. With every different chassis Cameron used, he couldn't help but think of the actual owner of the chassis when things got started. He did the same thing again now. He felt like he was with 'Holly', even though it was Cameron in control of the chassis. He needed to remind himself often. It was easy to get lost in the moment.
It was just like Cameron said. They did everything. He found it to be a very productive session and rewarding experience. Holly-Cameron scanned him from time to time as they were together. She did remind him a few times she was 'Cameron'. He wasn't sure if it was his reaction or if he said anything. He sure hoped he didn't say Holly's name. He didn't think so.
Holly-Cameron did most of the work. He was basically along for the ride. He was very happy Cameron was so bold in her thinking and actions. He may not always like the way she did things, but he sure liked this. He hoped she would do the same thing, once or twice a week when they were back at the base.
Sheila and Ally returned to the casino.
Ally really didn't want to be there. She wanted to make Sheila happy and keep an eye on her. She was sure Sheila would track the 'pushy Bitch' down and 'hurt' her in some way. It would be in an irreversible way most likely. Death would probably be a welcome relief for the 'pushy Bitch' at that point. She felt she needed to say something.
"Do we really need to do this?" Ally asked. "You already proved you were the best."
Sheila was still upset about what happened with Leticia and the 'pushy Bitch'.
"I don't know." Sheila said. "I guess I really don't feel like it either now."
Sheila started to miss the constant activity at the base doing Resistance operations or working for Cameron on future Scavenger control. They were usually busy working most of the time. The 'Jesse' in her liked to hunt future Scavengers. She liked to deal with drug pushers and human traffickers. She liked to enact justice as she saw fit. She wasn't always swift about it either. Sometimes she liked to 'work' on the perpetrators. She felt it was justified if they were involved in the illegal sex trade. How else could they be held accountable for their crimes? Death alone wasn't good enough.
Ally thought they should leave.
"Maybe we can just go back to one of our rooms." Ally said. "There's really nothing here for us to do."
Sheila still wanted to get a little 'strange'.
"We should have stayed and hit on Leticia." Sheila said. "I want her."
Ally wasn't sure why they were instructed to disengage.
"Maybe Cameron has plans for you tonight." Ally said.
Sheila smiled at the thought. She actually wanted the same experience even more. She didn't see why they couldn't expand their sexual horizons in other directions as well.
"I'm going to ask her." Sheila said. "If not, we should be able to find some entertainment for ourselves. There's a lot of fine 'slash' here on the ship."
Ally was aware Cameron gave them some freedom on the ship. While the idea was intriguing, she wasn't really so sure about it. She wondered how Allison and Vanna were doing. It appeared they were able to collect on what Sheila and her started. She hoped to be able to pick up, where the others left off.
"Maybe we can go by and check out what Allison and Vanna are up to." Ally said.
Sheila looked around the casino one more time. She hoped there was something there which would catch her interest. There wasn't.
"We might as well. This place is 'Deadsville'." Sheila said. "It won't start jumping until later."
They headed for the stairway to go to Mary and Laura's room. They would do a 'walk by'. They might get lucky and end up inside as 'Barbara' and 'Sue'.
They could tag themselves in as replacements, or see if they could turn it into a 'six way'.
The 'pushy Bitch' consumed vast amounts of alcohol in the lounge. She was already 'tipsy' when she noticed Ally and Sheila pass by. She looked at the three empty glasses in front of her and got up to follow them. She didn't like the way the Asian Bitch 'threatened' her. No one talked to her like that. She wanted to teach her a lesson.
She should have slapped the other slutty Bitch around some more in the casino anyway. It was time for her to get some payback. What could anyone do to stop her? If anyone got in her way, they would pay the price too. She heard laughter. She looked around and realized it was her who'd laughed. It made her laugh harder.
With some 'liquid courage' in her system, she was ready for a confrontation. She moved over near the bar. When the bartender went in the back to get something, she reached over and took the knife the bartender used to slice the limes with. She would teach the 'Bitch Whore' to mess with her.
Another patron left half of their drink in their glass as they left. The 'pushy Bitch' downed it too and went after Ally and Sheila. She carried the knife in her hand. She tried to conceal it.
Allison and Vanna were heavily engaged with Mary and Laura. The kissing quickly built into touching and then 'spread' into sexual activity.
It was a thrill for both of them to be with a couple of Hot looking strangers who were beautiful, shapely and curvy. They quickly were able to satisfy each other and then they switched partners and did it again. It was just as exciting.
This was something Vanna longed for and missed from her future. It was the only thing she missed. She'd been able to have a new female partner at least once a week in the future. It was never for more than a day or two. It was usually only for an hour or two. It was enough time. It was always a thrill for her when she got down to business.
Allison wasn't as active of a participant then. She knew it was what Vanna did before they hooked up. She allowed it without any issues and soon began to try some 'new things' herself. The life span of any of them in the future seemed like it would be short. The future was very bleak. They really didn't think they would live long. People found pleasure where they could. As long as it was shared pleasure, it was OK.
Most of the females were forced to provide pleasure to males against their will. They were all 'taken' at some point. For most, it more than a few times. It was just the way of life. After the first half a dozen abuses, the females learned to 'just let it happen' so it would be over with quicker. The male would finish and leave. They would put their pants back on and finish doing whatever they were doing. There was really no one to complain to. Nobody really cared.
Mary and Laura were surprised at the amount of experience Vanna possessed. She was able to do things for them they'd only heard about before. They hardly notice the scar as soon as they saw other things. They were both impressed at the way she looked. Neither one of them had ever seen anything quite as beautiful.
The four girls all pleasured each other twice before they rested.
It was a very productive session for all of them so far.
Cammy and Savannah spotted a ladder in the utility room.
"Where does the ladder go?" Savannah asked.
Cammy walked over and looked at it.
"There is only one way to find out." Cammy said.
John Henry told them to wait a minute before they investigated further. He came back less than a minute later. He said it was OK for them to proceed.
The ladder went up and disappeared into the ceiling. There was a hatch there which was closed
Cammy started up the ladder.
Savannah wanted Cammy to use caution. There is no need to rush anything.
"Make sure it's not wired." Savannah said. "We don't need to get blown up at this point."
Cammy reached the hatch and examined it.
"I think we're good." Cammy said.
She opened the hatch a quarter of an inch at a time for the first inch. There were no wires or switches spotted.
Cammy opened the hatch all the way and poked her head up inside. It was dark in the area she looked at. Her first glance around showed it was the maintenance or service access for the area above the offices. It contained the wiring for the offices along with the air conditioning ducts. There was a small amount of dust accumulation.
"What is it?" Savannah asked. "What do you see?"
Cammy looked back down at Savannah.
"I don't see anything of importance so far." Cammy said. "It's just an attic type area."
Cammy went up the ladder a little farther. There was a small pull chain hanging down. It was connected to a light bulb. It must be so the maintenance workers could see to move around easier. She went to pull it to light the area for Savannah if she came up.
"Make sure there aren't any booby traps up there." Savannah said.
Cammy lowered her hand away from the pull chain. It could be something which triggered a booby trap, if there was one up there.
She went up further until she came off the ladder and was able to stand in the attic area. She looked around in detail. The dust was disturbed in several locations. There must have been someone up there at one point. It didn't look like it was recently.
Cammy looked down the opening into the utility room below.
Savannah looked up at where she was at with one hand on the ladder.
Cammy would prefer if she waited a few minutes.
"I'm checking." Cammy said. "Don't come up until I give the all clear."
She saw Savannah release her hand from the ladder.
Cammy looked at the pull chain for the light. It just looked like a device to turn the light on and off. Nothing else was connected to it. She looked a little further to see if there was more than one light connected to the switch. She followed a metal conduit and saw it went to a second light further along and then to a third. Maybe it was just a lighting system.
"Are there any lights up there?" Savannah asked.
Cammy wasn't convinced the lighting system wasn't a trigger for a bomb yet.
"There is, but it may be a trap." Cammy said. "If I turn it on, it could set off a bomb somewhere up here."
Savannah didn't see the point of a bomb up there. Then she remembered something.
"The Fanatics rigged a bomb at the old 'day care center' in Las Vegas in the attic space." Savannah said.
Cammy knew It was where Gail moved in back of Savannah and took the shrapnel from the bomb blast. It would have killed Savannah. The reminder didn't give her any peace of mind.
"I want you to go back into the main part of the building." Cammy said.
Savannah didn't see the point.
"If there's a bomb there, it's probably connected to a series of them to bring the whole building down." Savannah said. "If the Fanatics have been here, we know they like to set bombs to blow the buildings up."
Cammy followed the faint trail in the dust. It led to a junction of the forced air duct. She could see the dust on the top of the ducting was disturbed. Maybe someone was up there to repair something at one point. What was there to repair in the ducting? It was merely a hollow tube.
She carefully pulled the tape off the connection and separated the two halves of the ducting.
She was alarmed at what she spotted.
There was a camera placed there. It looked down into one of the rooms. It seemed inactive at this point. She moved her head over to look at what the camera was pointed at. She wasn't pleased at what she found. She pulled the camera out and took it with her. The batteries in it appeared to have died long ago. It was probably a good thing.
Savannah thought Cammy was gone too long and it was too quiet. She climbed up the ladder to take a look herself. She couldn't see anything up there. She saw the pull chain for the light. She knew not to turn it on.
"What's up here?" Savannah asked.
Cammy's voice was somewhere in the darkness.
"There's nothing worthwhile or of any value." Cammy said. "I'm on my way back."
When Savannah saw Cammy's shape start to appear, she went back down the ladder.
Cammy took one last look around and started to come down the ladder. She paused when she was about half way out of the opening. She reached up and pulled the pull chain for the lights. A string of lights came on and nothing else happened. She pulled it again and the lights went off. She came down a little more and closed the access hatch.
"All I found was this." Cammy said.
Savannah was a little surprised to see it was a camera.
"What was it for?" Savannah asked. "Was it on? Does someone know we're here?"
Cammy wanted to show Savannah.
"Follow me." Cammy said.
She headed towards one of the rooms. She carefully opened the door.
Savannah saw what the room was right away.
"Was the camera set up for this room?" Savannah asked.
Cammy frowned.
"Yes." Cammy said. "I really don't see what anyone could get out of this. I know some people set these things up. We've all seen them on the internet as 'spy cams'."
Savannah looked in the room and up at the ceiling.
"It must have been to watch some person specifically." Savannah said. "There are billions of free images on the internet."
Cammy took one more look up. She wanted to move on.
"Let's search the other rooms." Cammy said.
They walked out of the room and Savannah closed the door to the restroom behind her. She felt a little disgusted at the thought of what 'turned on' someone. She could understand the locker room and shower cams, but the toilet? Get a life! They headed for the other rooms.
John Henry looked over at Summer when it was revealed where the hidden camera was found.
"I would rather have them find a 'spy cam' than a bomb." Summer said.
John Henry wondered what images were actually captured. He did realize a camera was much better than a bomb. He wanted to see how Summer would play things out.
"I would have to agree." John Henry said. "What should they do next?"
Summer thought they should complete what they started.
"I think they needed to finish searching the offices." Summer said. "I don't think it will prove productive."
John Henry wanted to see if she would cut corners.
"Should I tell them not to bother?" John Henry asked.
Summer knew they were already at the location.
"No." Summer said. "They're there, so they need to look. There's always the chance they'll find some information."
John Henry checked on where the video signal ended up from the two cameras in the workroom area.
"I have a location where the cameras I looped earlier went." John Henry said.
Summer looked at the information. She wasn't convinced. She was sure the initial location was a deception.
"Are you sure it's the final location?" Summer asked.
John Henry thought it was. He checked again.
"Maybe it's not." John Henry said. "It's out of state."
Summer thought the final destination would be closer to where they were.
"See if you get a lead closer to home or at least in our state." Summer said. "Then check to see if there is any connection to the tech company Savannah and Cammy were going to investigate earlier. It could be a mutual location they're associated with."
John Henry's server started working on it. He watched Summer start going through a series of files. He wasn't providing them, nor was his server. She must be receiving them from CamNet. He wanted to ask what she was doing but it didn't seem like a good idea. CamNet was very 'touchy' in her dealings with Summer. He was sure it was a violation of Cameron's rules and whatever personal agreement Savannah 'worked out' with CamNet. He certainly knew her mother would be appalled at all of it. He wasn't going to take the blame for any of it if an issue developed. He felt everyone needed to be responsible for their own actions.
Jesse and Claire finished up a very productive session with each other. Jesse was good to go any time. It looked like Claire needed a rest.
"That's what I call a real 'afternoon delight'." Claire said.
Jesse liked 'anytime delight'.
"I'm good to 'go' whenever you are." Jesse said. "You know that."
Jesse was used to there always being a Metal girl around if Vanna was busy. Now with Allison and Claire there, things were even better. It brought Holly and Hanna to the base also. She knew Savannah tried to be with her at least once a week, but she was on a busy schedule. It bothered her to see all the 'damage', even if it was minor, occurring on Savannah's body. She offered to go in Savannah's place every time. Savannah always thanked her and declined.
"…on Summer." Claire said.
Jesse mustn't have been paying attention. She missed what Claire said. She decided to go with a generic answer.
"It's fine." Jesse said.
Claire looked at Jesse for a moment. She thought maybe she'd 'zoned out' for a few seconds. She didn't want to comment about it.
"I'm going to get dressed and see how the girls are doing." Claire said.
Jesse thought she might be needed elsewhere soon.
"I'll tag along." Jesse said. "Maybe I'll need to tend to Precious."
Claire glanced briefly at Jesse's breasts. She didn't think she'd overdone it. She was aware when the passion was high; it was easy to get carried away. It actually seemed easy to get carried away on just about everything anymore.
Derek took Riley 'hard' like she'd asked. He was careful not to overdo it. He found out this was something she'd 'learned' from her involvement with Jesse. He realized it was something she missed. He was sure she missed Jesse. There were times he did too. For sex, Jesse was tops for a male or a female. He really wished they could have shared a deeper connection. Sometimes he thought they were close to really opening up. It just never happened. He was sure a lot of it had to do with Jesse's past. It was something she wanted to talk about, but seldom did. He knew there were demons in everyone's past. It appeared there were more in some other people.
He'd noticed since Holly and Hanna were back at the base, Riley's interest in a Metal girl as a lover appeared to rekindle itself. Having Samantha around all the time seemed to accentuate her desires. He'd observed her spy on Samantha before when she showered or changed her clothes. He never said anything about it to Riley.
He was sure Riley needed to speak with Cameron about what she 'wanted'. It would be nice if he were included in the conversation too.
He turned his attention back to Riley. Her hands were currently tied behind her back with a tee shirt. He moved her up onto her knees. Her torso was slanted at a forty five degree angle and her head rested sideways on the sheet. He wanted to reaffirm exactly what Riley desired before he started.
"Are you sure you want it 'everywhere'?" Derek asked.
Riley wanted to be 'taken'. She wanted to feel dominated right now.
"Just do it and don't ask me, or I'll have you gag me." Riley said. "In fact, do it now anyway."
Derek was a little confused.
"Do you mean about the 'everything' part or the 'gag' part?" Derek asked.
Riley looked very serious.
"Both." Riley said. "Gag me first and tell me what all you're going to do to me. Then do it. Remind me there's nothing I can do about it. I want the gag tight so it's hard to breathe."
Derek swallowed hard. Riley hadn't wanted 'this' level of domination since before she was pregnant. It really wasn't his cup of tea. He knew it dealt with her past. Maybe this was a way for her to deal with it.
"I'll do as you command." Derek said.
Riley smiled as he was about to put the gag on.
"Remember that when it's your turn." Riley said.
Derek put the gag on her.
"Make it tighter." Riley said with a very muffled voice.
Derek shook his head a little and did. He did everything she wanted the way she wanted it. He knew a happy customer was a repeat customer.
Leticia was bored. Her roommate didn't show back up so she decided to head out. She wanted to be with Laura again. If Mary was there too, it was OK with her. She thought Mary was highly attractive. She was a very beautiful female.
She decided to make herself more desirable. She knew how to do it.. She put on a pair of 'Daisy Dukes' and a three inch wide tube top. It didn't cover much. She was pleased her jewelry could be seen clearly through the material.
Maybe she would run into 'Peggy' and 'Sue' again. It was clear they wanted a little more. She was game. The thought getting a hold of some of those chips would be nice. Instead the 'pushy Bitch' got a handful.
She checked herself out in the mirror and thought she looked Hot. She headed out. She decided to go back to the casino. She would look for any of the girls as she did. She didn't care for the earlier experience in the casino. She wanted to be with one of her female friends.
Sheila and Ally headed for Mary and Laura's room. They decided to listen in and see what Vanna and Allison were up to. They quickly made their way in their direction. They were both still dressed in their skimpy bikinis and wore the cover-ups over them. The cover-ups didn't cover much up. It almost seemed as if the see through cover-ups actually drew more attention than just being in their bikinis.
Ally glanced back as they took the stairs.
"The 'pushy Bitch' is on the move." Ally said.
Sheila glanced back. She zoomed in on her right hand.
"I see her." Sheila said. "Look at what's in her right hand. It's held upside down to hide it."
Ally looked again.
"The 'pushy Bitch' has a small knife." Ally said. "She's going after you."
Sheila didn't think she would be too picky.
"I think she'll settle for you. She'll try to slash your face." Sheila said. "There were three empty drink glasses on the table in front of her when we passed. She's more than likely extremely intoxicated."
It didn't sound comforting to Ally. She reached up and touched her right cheek. She didn't like the prospect of being damaged.
"It will take me most of a day to heal." Ally said. "Maybe she'll try and slash your face. You were the one who confronted her."
Sheila smiled. She was sure the 'pushy Bitch' would aim a little lower on her. She'd noticed the way she'd looked at both of them in the casino earlier. It was why she knew what the target would be on each of them.
"She'll go for my norks." Sheila said. "I saw how she looked at them. She was totally jealous. Then again, most females are."
Ally looked over at Sheila.
"You're practically naked." Ally said.
Sheila looked around. She checked to make sure both of their coms were off. She already knew what she was going to do to the 'pushy Bitch'. The 'pushy Bitch' thought she was going to do something to mark them and punish them for life. She decided she was going to do a little more to the 'pushy Bitch'.
"If she makes a move on either of us, I want you to help me hold her down." Sheila said.
Ally wondered where this was going. She was aware Sheila could easily choke her out. It indicated she wanted to do more. It would be something to 'make a statement' if Sheila wanted to do it while the 'pushy Bitch' was alive and conscious. She was sure Sheila would get carried away. She'd seen her in action many times with a female handler during one of their sex trade operations. She even left a few of them alive after she was done with them. She was sure the females would probably commit suicide rather than continue to live in the condition Sheila left them.
"What are you going to do to her?" Ally asked.
Sheila smiled. She wanted to make sure the 'pushy Bitch' knew who hurt her.
"I'd like to make a silent statement." Sheila said. "I think it is safe to say her last finish, was her last finish. I want her awake when it happens so she knows what happens to her."
Ally thought it sounded like a whole heap of trouble. She hoped Jim was monitoring events. She didn't doubt Sheila's resolve. She was in. She thought the 'pushy Bitch' deserved a 'little reminder' of the encounter for the rest of her life. It worried her because they were on the ship. She wasn't really sure how they were going to cover up what happened and not create some type of an incident.
The smile on Sheila's face said it all. She knew right now if Sheila was given the choice to share with another female, or carry out her vendetta of 'personal justice', Sheila would seek the 'personal justice'. She knew Sheila normally carried a knife with her. Right now they didn't have any weapons. They were weapons. She thought it somewhat ironic because the 'pushy Bitch' would be the one who'd brought the knife. Somehow it seemed like 'poetic justice'.
Jim was busy as he watched the two cameras in the Honeymoon Suite. It appeared they'd adjusted them to give him a better view. He also listened to Holly-Cameron in the Owner's Suite with John. It sounded wild in there.
He'd missed Leticia leave her room. He'd missed the 'pushy Bitch' pick up the knife from behind the bar.
He couldn't hear what Sheila planned to do either. He was highly distracted as he continued to watch the Metal girls in the Honeymoon Suite.
Cammy and Savannah checked the four other rooms in the front of the building. They didn't turn up anything of value. It seemed like it was time for them to move on. They still needed to carry out their own assignment.
"This looks like a wrap." Savannah said.
Cammy agreed.
"Let's go check on Steve and Tom. I think we're all about ready to pull out." Cammy said.
Savannah wanted to get a lead on where the camera signal went.
"I haven't heard from John Henry lately." Savannah said.
Cammy knew John Henry was more easily distracted these days.
"He'll get back to us when he has something." Cammy said.
Savannah didn't want anything concealed from her to keep her 'safe'.
"I want to know from whoever finds something first." Savannah said.
Cammy and Savannah started to head back into the main part of the building. They passed the restroom.
"Do you need to use it before we leave?" Cammy asked.
Savannah looked at it and frowned.
"I can hold it." Savannah said.
Cammy didn't want Savannah to be in discomfort.
"I already took the camera." Cammy said. "It's clean."
Savannah wondered about the double meaning of her statement.
"Does this place still have running water?" Savannah asked.
Cammy was aware some of the utilities still worked.
"It still has electricity." Cammy said. "It's a good bet it does."
Savannah knew when she was out with Terminators, restroom breaks were few and far between. She stopped at the restroom door. She figured she should make use of what was there. Opportunity didn't happen often in the restroom department when they were on operations.
"I'll catch up to you. See what Steve and Tom have found." Savannah said.
She entered the restroom and Cammy went back out into the main workroom area.
Savannah looked up at the AC vent. She didn't see anything. She wondered why someone would put the camera in from the 'top' as opposed to taking off the register, or directional vent in the front. It seemed like it could be done quicker and easier from there. Then again, they would need a short ladder or a big stepping stool. Someone would wonder why they needed it in the bathroom. She really wondered how some things seemed to turn some people on.
She tried the water in the sink. The hot water didn't work. Some discolored water came out from the cold side. It was soon clear. She decided she wouldn't drink any of it. She quickly used the toilet and rinsed her hands off and exited the restroom.
She went back to the utility room and looked at the water heater. It was hooked up. There was no pilot light and the valve allowing water into the tank was shut off. It looked like the water heater had been there for a long time. Her gaze drifted over to the ladder and the hatch at the end of it. Everything looked like it did when they'd left there a short time ago. She exited and went into the main part of the building to join Cammy, Steve and Tom.
"What do they have?" Savannah asked as she joined Cammy.
Cammy already received the full report from them.
"All the booby traps are under our control." Cammy said. "The papers you gave Steve may have provided a clue."
Savannah waited for Cammy to elaborate. She didn't. She took it as a bad sign. She wanted to hear it.
"What was it?" Savannah asked. "What is the clue?"
It was something only a Terminator could easily detect.
"It was what was evidently written on a paper on top of one of the other papers. It left an imprint of what was transcribed." Cammy said.
Savannah thought it seemed Cammy was sitting on some information. She knew she was going to need to push her a little bit. She didn't like doing the 'dance' when it came to such matters. She decided to cut directly to the point.
"What's the location?" Savannah asked.
Cammy listened in her com.
"I just received an update from John Henry on the destination of the video feed from this building." Cammy said.
Savannah thought it was highly coincidental. She wanted to verify her suspicions.
"Don't tell me." Savannah said. "What was written down and the video feed are both the same location."
Cammy didn't say anything.
Savannah smiled. It was something the Terminators often did.
"You know it's just a saying." Savannah said.
Cammy smiled.
"I fooled you again." Cammy said.
It looked like they had a solid lead. Cammy would have preferred to keep it from Savannah. It was sure to put her in more danger.
Anna and Young Allison received the same information a minute before Cammy did. They'd already started to look into it. CamNet already sent two drones on the way to start a recon and do surveillance around the location.
Young Allison was a little surprised at where the lead led.
"It's on the way to the Bay Area." Young Allison said. "It's a long drive."
Anna knew there was actually additional help in the area.
"The Blackhawk is parked in Monterey as it shadows the ship. Ken and Lou are with it. Dan and Frank are further north in the van as they parallel the ship." Anna said. "There could be more assistance if it's necessary."
Young Allison knew the four Terminators were on a specific mission. She felt the safety of those on board the ship was paramount. She didn't want to infringe on their function unless it was absolutely necessary. She wanted to get everyone on the same page.
"Keep them on their duties." Young Allison said. "I'll speak with Savannah directly."
It looked like the action might pick up. Maybe this was a solid lead. Maybe it wasn't. Based upon the booby traps they'd found in the building, it was clear someone expected them, or another group to show up. It was also possible the clue was left behind on purpose. She hoped it wasn't something someone wanted them to 'find'. If it was a directed clue for the purpose of setting up someone, it might turn into an attempt to capture some of them or terminate all of them. Everything would need to be considered going forward.
The female Fanatic stood on a section of the folded lift gate with her right foor to boost herself up. She lifted her left foot up to the dock and stood up. She quickly moved against the roll up doors. She moved towards the open door.
She looked back at the truck to see if the door was secured. It wasn't. She checked around the area again and the two buildings across the street where she'd been earlier. There wasn't any indication anyone was tracking her.
The closer she moved to the door, the more she could feel air coming out of it. She listened intently. She was ready to bolt in a moment's notice. She would retreat to the far side of the bobtail truck backed up to the dock initially. If there were two people, she would need to go underneath it. She knew there was really no place for her to hide underneath the truck itself if it drove away from the dock. She might be able to hang on to the bottom of it for a while. She would need to be mindful of the drive shaft. The truck should have to stop two times before it pulled back out onto the main street.
She took a quick peek inside of the door. She didn't spot anyone. The interior seemed dark after being out in the bright sun. What she could see in her first quick glance was a large open area. It was filled with various boxes and crates. She was actually surprised to see there were few containers inside of the building. Normally those remained on the outside of the building.
It appeared there would be a lot of cover for her once she was in the interior. It didn't appear there was an assembly line in this building. She couldn't detect any machinery running. She decided to make her move. She slipped inside of the door.
CamNet's Terminators needed to deal with the two customers in the one room and the eight females in the establishment. They would also need to deal with the eight bodies and the building itself.
Lena wanted to deal with the two customers first. She currently had her vest off and only carried her silenced M9 and Taser. She wouldn't need any weapons to deal with two human targets other than herself.
They planned to terminate the two men if they'd been abusive.
Lena moved up to the door. She could still hear the grunting and gasping going on. She carefully opened the door a crack. She was more than a little surprised at what she witnessed. The female stood over the two men. They were on the bed. One was behind the other.
The female held a small whip. She spoke to the man behind the other man.
"Don't stop." The female said. "If you do, you know where you will be punished."
The man who was on his knees, looked over at her.
"He wants to be punished." The first man said.
The man behind the other man seemed to be lost deep in concentration.
The female whacked the second man's rear end with the small whip. It wasn't done too hard. She could see there were half a dozen small red welts on his rear end.
"I'm trying." The second man said. "You really worked me over earlier."
The first man looked back.
"If you can't finish with me, you're going to have to be with her." The first man said. "You know what happens after you try."
Tina heard what was going on and moved up to the door as well. Lena backed away so Tina could look inside. They conversed in a tone only another Terminator could hear.
"It doesn't appear what we thought was happening in this room is actually happening." Lena said.
Tina watched the bizarre episode.
"It hasn't happened yet." Tina said.
They decided to monitor the situation. As long as neither one of the men touched the female in any way, they would be allowed to leave.
The drone overhead picked up another man approaching the location from the front. It was apparently another customer.
Lena left Tina with the three individuals in the room. She headed back up to the front.
The man came up to the front door and tried to get in. He shook the door several times before he noticed the sign on the window.
"Not this place too." The man muttered to himself. "It's getting hard to find one of these joints that's still open."
Lena was pleased to hear Cameron's efforts seemed to actually have an impact. Normally as soon as they shut down one place, another one, or two, would spring up in another location. They'd found out if they left the location intact, another group would always move in. It was one of the reasons why they'd burnt all of them down when they left. If they left one intact, it was done for a specific reason. It was to see who they could attract. They always wanted to get the bigger fish.
The man tried the door one more time and then left.
Lena moved away from the door. She went back to where the three individuals were at. Tina said she was going to police the rear area. They decided they would take the girls out in the blue van. She would start having them get ready.
Tina went to each room. She opened the door and spoke with the females and told them they were being freed. Most of them responded by crying. They didn't know if it was real or not. They weren't sure it was real. She told all of them to get dressed. She told them to remain in the room until they made sure the building was secure. She moved to the rear area. She moved the deceased men to another spot in the building. They would remain there when the building was set on fire.
Lena became a little alarmed when the man on his knees produced a knife. He look back at the second man as he continued his efforts.
"If you can't do it, they come off." The first man said.
Lena watched him hand the knife to the female.
"She's going to be the one to do it." The first man said. "It's just like we talked about ahead of time."
Lena watched as the second man increased his efforts. He seemed very determined to finish his mission. There appeared to be new motivation. It seemed to be real.
After a short time, it appeared everything concluded successfully for both men. The female handed the knife and the whip back to the first man. They both thanked her for watching as they dressed.
When they exited the room Lena was there waiting.
The two men looked a little concerned.
"Don't worry, I'm new." Lena said. "Follow me."
Lena led them to the door and let them out. She informed them they needed to do a little housekeeping before the evening rush began.
She returned to the room where the female was. She saw her with some money in her hand. Evidently the men had given her an additional tip. When the door opened, she quickly move the money behind her.
Lena told her to get dressed, they were leaving. She closed the door.
Tina returned from the rear area.
"Everything is set." Tina said.
Lena went to the office and collected her vest and M4. She saw Tina laid out all the drugs on the desk and table that were there. The money had been transferred to a gym bag. It was much the same as it was at the other location.
CamNet's Terminators collected the females. They told them not to ask questions or talk until they were clear of the area. It was clear a few of the females had been drugged. They led them out of the front area towards the van.
The female Fanatic would try to use her knife if she encountered anyone. If she needed to use her pistol, it would alert everyone in the building there was a problem of some sort.
She moved around the boxes and crates. She couldn't hear anyone talking. She made her way towards the east side of the building. She passed between two containers. She was a little surprised to see there were two boxcars inside of the building. The doors were open on one of them.
She moved past a row of crates and instantly stopped. She sucked in her breath slightly. There was an HK Track right on the other side of the crates. She wasn't sure if it was active or not. She slowly backed up behind the crate. She moved to the other side of the crate and looked. There was another HK Track parked right behind it. She was actually glad to see it. It indicated they were probably both inactive. They hadn't been deployed as sentries to watch the building.
It seemed to her if there were two of them, there were probably more somewhere else.
She could hear the sound of men talking. She knew she needed to be mindful of a Terminator. Her earlier episode with the other men indicated they'd encountered one before.
It was hard to tell exactly where they were at. There was no good hiding spot for her if she didn't know the direction they would come from.
"We need to get this stuff ready to move." The first man said.
"What's the hurry?" The second man asked. "They've been here for days. Most of the stuff has already been taken away."
"Most isn't all of it." The first man said. "I'll let you discuss it with the Man when he returns."
"A 'tin can' isn't a man." The second man said.
"I'll let you tell it to him." The first man said. "We both know you don't have the stones."
"I'm not a suck-up like you." The second man said.
There was the sound of laughter.
"I'd say you're a real suck-up, quite literally." The first man said.
"Don't knock it until you try it." The second man said. "At least I don't need to have someone tied to a bunk."
"I've seen you there before." The first man said.
"I don't use the same thing you use." The second man said. "I like it tight."
"Well, I guess you're consistent then." The first man said.
There was the sound of movement very near her. It startled her.
"When you two clowns get through talking about 'corn holing', you need to get moving." The third man said.
"Yes sum, boss." The second man said.
"Is that some kind of a racial joke?" The third man asked. "If you weren't such a shrimp, you'd use the right thing when you visit the comfort bunk."
"I think he takes a lot of comfort in his own bunk." The first man said.
"That's enough nonsense." The third man said. "Get those rail cars unloaded now."
She listened intently as some footsteps drew closer. She didn't think anyone was looking for her. Well, at least not yet. She retreated back one more row of crates. There was someone right near the position where she'd just been. She was glad it wasn't a Terminator. It might have been able to pick up her thermal signature where she'd been concealed.
The female Fanatic hunkered down and listened. There were at least three men near where she was at. One of them was very close. There were two HK Tracks and apparently a few more to unload from the boxcars to join them.
Productive Session
Before one can answer
They need to know the question
Without a clear path forward
It will lead to digression
To play hit and miss
Leaves one without direction
To only follow the leader
Isn't a form of progression
One stuck in the past
May soon find an obsession
It's their own heart and mind
That will suffer suppression
To go nowhere fast
Will lead to depression
It will manifest upon itself
It can turn into aggression
When one learns self control
They will master expression
When they interact with others
It will be a productive session
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