Chapter 898

Go Slow

Cameron warned John Henry to watch the 'Metal Bitch'. She was sure she was up to no good. As to how she was tipped off, they didn't know. There seemed to be a lot about the operation they didn't know. It was like all the others, but worse somehow. This one seemed to have a long range of operations with nationwide and even global implications.

Maybe the worst part of it all was the fact they literally stumbled into the middle of it. It was only a few hours ago. It was only because the Syndicate was greedy for money how they were caught up in it. There was no indication of anything until things started to go down a different path after the Metal girls started to win big inside the Syndicate casino. Right now the 'Metal Bitch' was her main concern.

"I want to know where the 'Metal Bitch' is at all the time." Cameron said. "I want to know where she's going before she gets there. Don't lose her. It won't take her long to deviate from the Syndicate casino to the one you're in."

John Henry was aware the 'Metal Bitch' might be headed for his location, their location. Maybe his connections weren't as secure as he thought they were. Maybe they were able to detect the increased energy usage for the extra monitors he was using. Maybe they just got lucky. Maybe it was nothing. The target casino was more or less across the street anyway. It would be hard to tell where the 'Metal Bitch' was actually headed or would end up. If she was on the Strip, she could literally turn either direction to go to her casino, or show up at theirs. There wouldn't be a whole lot of time to make the call. The only advantage they might be able to gain was if she attempted to come in the back way to either casino. It would clearly indicate what her destination was if she did.

His main concern was now with John and Savannah. They were alone and unaware of any impending disaster. It was 'if' the 'Metal Bitch' was headed their way and not back to her own casino. He would try to get Cameron to agree to get John up to speed with all the latest developments. There were quite a few things which occurred since John went to bed. He ran into some resistance before with Cameron over the subject. He would try again. Hopefully the results would be a little better this time.

"Do you want me to alert John?" John Henry asked. "I think it would be advisable. There are a few developments since he went to sleep. He needs to know what's happening. If there's an impending threat, he should be up and ready so we can deal with it in some type of systematic manner, rather than trying to react to whatever is thrown at us from the 'Metal Bitch'."

Cameron thought about it for a few seconds. She looked over towards the east and the rising sun as it came up over the mountains. She wondered if John was currently pounding away on top of Savannah. She wondered if Savannah would look at the mirrors like she did earlier and watch as John took her. She didn't even know if Savannah was going to like it, or enjoy what happened. It was her biggest fear.

She read in Cosmo there were quite a few females who didn't care for traditional sex. She thought it was probably attributed to their partners who were unable to deliver a 'finish' for them. There were many times when John didn't deliver for her. There was still enough though to make her go back for more. She needed to clear her mind. It was all over the place. She needed to refocus. She quickly did so. She wanted things to remain the way they were for John and Savannah.

"No." Cameron said. "I don't want him disturbed."

John Henry felt it was a mistake. He didn't believe Cameron thought everything through properly. He didn't want to call her out, but he felt he needed to. He believed it was an issue of the greatest importance for the safety of everyone involved.

"I think he should be made aware of the situation." John Henry said. "You aren't following proper protocol, Cameron. There's no way to say this, other than to say it. You need to think about John and Savannah's safety, over Future John's agenda. Their safety is paramount."

Cameron was worried for the safety of John and Savannah. She also knew they needed to mate. Once they tried it one time, they were bound to try it again. It was what she wanted. She didn't want Savannah to have a rushed or 'bad' first experience. If she did, it is all she would remember about it. It would forever taint her view on traditional sex. She was done thinking about it. John Henry needed to follow her orders. It was the bottom line.

"Don't worry about it. If the 'Metal Bitch' actually shows up at our casino or our hotel, you can." Cameron said. "Until the time it happens, he's not to be disturbed."

John Henry was sure Cameron wasn't thinking clearly. He believed she developed 'target fixation' on her goal to complete part of her mission into the past. He understood how she thought and her thinking process, but it shouldn't be done so it endangered John and Savannah. It just wasn't the right thing to do. Maybe he could give her a heads up as to what might have occurred or was currently in progress.

"Do you want me to go over and check on him?" John Henry asked. "The Master Suite is between the Honeymoon Suite and the Executive Suite. If I go closer I can better ascertain what the situation currently is."

He thought it was prudent to only mention John and not Savannah for the 'check up'. He didn't mention he would need to leave his monitors behind to do so. His server at the Resistance base would continue to go over everything anyway, along with CamNet. They would alert him to any changes during his absence.

Cameron thought maybe she should have left a body cam in the room. She didn't want to spy on them. She wanted Savannah and John to have their privacy. She was unsure about John Henry's proposal. It was sort of the same type of violation.

"I don't know." Cameron said. "It should be a private matter with them."

John Henry felt they should have some type of 'heads up' if things started to go bad. Maybe only he needed to know.

"I can check for myself and not tell you…." John Henry said. "If you choose not to know, I won't say anything unless there's a problem. I won't linger or eavesdrop. You know I highly respect both of them."

Cameron was worried about John and Savannah's safety. She just hated to intrude.

"I don't know." Cameron said. "Maybe you can do a quick check. Just don't disrupt them."

John Henry was sure Cameron's hand must be glitching at this point. He wondered at some point if his hand might start. He wanted the best for Savannah and John too. He also didn't want them threatened or put in unnecessary danger. He came to the conclusion everything in life was a 'trade off' of some type.

He was pretty sure once things started, they would conclude rather rapidly, at least on the first time. John would need a few minutes before he was able to give it another shot. His research indicated it was exactly what John would want to do. He wasn't so sure it would be what Savannah would want to do. If the first time was full of discomfort without a finish, there wasn't a lot of motivation to try it again, at least so soon. Then again, she may want to know if the second time was better and she could achieve something out of it. If she didn't, she was going to be left with a bad taste in her mouth, so to speak.

Ally and Sheila were almost to the location the manager gave to them. It was where the females were taken and forced to be compliant. They were both aware how reluctant females were forced into submission to accept their new role in life. It was through multiple and repeated abuses, usually one after another for days on end. It was something all of the Syndicate thugs looked forward to. No doubt the Grays would be just as pleased to be part of the 'training' process. It was a very effective process. Within a day or two, and several hundred 'training sessions', the female realized how it was going to be going forward. It was something neither one of them really wanted to think about but they knew they would find some version of it anyway. There was something similar in any operation of any size. If someone was still 'untrainable' after a few days, they were usually 'disposed' of with extreme prejudice.

Sheila's sadistic side also was laced with traces of compassion since she shared the 'Neural Interface' with Jesse. She was aware of what happened to Jesse and how it made her feel. She understood every one of those girls felt the same thing. Even if their will to resist was broken, they would still want revenge for what was done to them.

"We don't know what we'll find when we get there, even if we do." Sheila said. "We know it will be a bunch of ruined lives and destroyed futures."

Ally wondered why Sheila was troubled by it. The type of operation they were on now was nothing new to them. It was no different than a typical sex trafficking operation at this point. She decided to try and ease Sheila's thoughts.

"We don't even know if the information is good." Ally said. "I think he would have said just about anything to make the pain stop."

Sheila had confidence in her 'enhanced interrogation' techniques. She knew the information she obtained was valid. She scanned him through all crucial points during the interrogation process.

"The information was good alright." Sheila said. "He told the truth. I make them talk. It's the same with all of them. When things start coming off, they know I'm serious."

Ally watched what Sheila did to the manager. She didn't disagree with it at all. She really disliked him and she disliked everything in his past even more. He was clearly involved with and responsible for hundreds of ruined lives. She really wondered how messed up most of those individuals now were. She wondered how many of them were terminated. She wondered how many of them self-terminated at some point.

"I guess he didn't try hard enough then." Ally said.

Sheila did know he tried hard enough. In his case it wasn't the issue. There needed to be retribution for what he was responsible for all the years of abuse and his affiliation with the Syndicate. Females didn't need to be treated like sex objects just because of how they were born. It was wrong on any level and in any place.

"It was his 'punishment' for what was done to the girls." Sheila said. "This is no different than the sex traffickers we took down yesterday. You know I always like to let them know I'm thinking about them…."

Ally thought about the events earlier in the day, which actually was now yesterday.

"It seems like a long time ago." Ally said. "A lot has happened in eighteen hours."

Sheila thought in some cases time itself was irrelevant. One operation blended into the next one and into the next one…. They could replay the files and relive any moment as if it just occurred. The second time around was usually a little less satisfying than the first time around was, for just about everything.

"Sometimes it seems like eighteen seconds ago." Sheila said.

Ally wanted to keep their arrival clandestine. She thought it would be better if they could take the location by surprise. It was still very early in the morning. Most likely everyone would be asleep. She wanted to keep it the same way. It would give them the opportunity to scope things out before they needed to make their move.

"I think we should park two blocks away and walk in." Ally said. "We don't actually have a very clandestine vehicle. The fact it's associated with the casinos, even if indirectly, might tip our hand before we can actually make our move."

Sheila would like to get a little overview of what the situation was before they arrived on foot. They were driving a vehicle used a short time ago in the robbery of a casino. There was approximately twenty million dollars in the back of the van. It would be a little hard to explain to anyone. There were also quite a few traces of the manager's blood. It would actually be simpler to conduct terminations for anyone who was too interested in their vehicle, or its contents. Terminations seemed to have a way of making problems disappear.

"Maybe we should do a drive by." Sheila said. "Unless you think the van may be compromised."

Ally really didn't know what to think. It seemed everything could play out in more than one way. When it was the situation, things tended to get worse instead of better.

"If the 'Metal Bitch' was on her way back, it could be." Ally said. "I bet she hated dumping the four females. They may have been lucky tonight, but I doubt their luck will last more than a few days before someone else picks them up. At some point they'll get hungry or need a place to sleep. They'll be told they have one commodity they can trade for both of those things. It's how it starts. Every female comes equipped with 'Nature's Treasury'. It isn't long before they figure out how to use it, even if they don't want to. The desire to survive can't put a lot of assets into play."

Sheila thought of her earlier observations when she was on the street both walking and driving in Las Vegas.

"There seems to be an endless supply of females in this town. When it comes down to it, I really don't think much has changed since the beginning of time for females." Sheila said. "We can walk in. I'm not looking to take a few rounds before we even know what we face."

Ally didn't really want to take any rounds to the face. She wanted another update to make sure where they were headed was clear. They didn't want the 'Metal Bitch' to pull a fast one on them.

"John Henry, where's the 'Metal Bitch' at?" Ally asked.

John Henry tracked the female Terminator and saw she kept off of the Strip itself. There were many more signals on the Strip than the streets which ran on either side of it in a general north-south direction.

"She is on a street that parallels the casinos." John Henry said. "She's a few minutes out."

Sheila wondered about an interception by the team which just left.

"What about Cameron's team?" Sheila asked.

John Henry tracked everything on a satellite overlay map on one of his monitors. He calculated the distance and the closing speed.

"They're about five minutes behind her." John Henry said. "Four minutes…."

Ally knew Cameron's team was close, but she didn't know if it was close enough to catch the 'Metal Bitch'. It would be better if they could take her on the street rather than if she were to enter the Syndicate casino, or worse their casino hotel. There wasn't much they could do from their current location. She needed to focus on what they were about to do. She wanted any updates.

"We're about to head in on foot to our target area." Ally said. "Have you picked up any activity? Is anything different?"

John Henry already took some preemptive action when the manager confirmed the location one of the three thugs gave them earlier.

"No, everything is quiet." John Henry said. "I have a jamming field in place for ten blocks around them. They should still be in the dark about everything. They shouldn't know about the unscheduled withdrawal from the Syndicate casino's vault."

Sheila and Ally were almost to the location on foot.

"We're moving in now." Sheila said. "If anything changes with Cameron's team or with you, let us know."

Nobody mentioned Savannah or John. It was clear to all of them what was 'happening', or most likely already 'finished'.

It appeared the 'Natural Order' was about to establish itself.

It was as Cameron told all of them it would be. It was her mission.

Cameron didn't think the 'Metal Bitch' was headed for her casino. She wanted to get back to their hotel. She drove very recklessly. Nothing else seemed to matter at this point. It was reckless enough to cause concern among the other Terminators.

Cammy knew they needed a vehicle to get where they were going. She didn't want it disabled needlessly. It would take them even longer to acquire another vehicle. They most likely would need to 'car jack' one if they were in some type of traffic incident.

"Don't wreck it, Cameron." Cammy said. "We need to get there in one piece. Your attempts to gain a few seconds may end up costing us a few additional minutes."

Cameron knew sometimes she needed to take chances to make up time. She was usually lucky in what normally transpired, but not always. She was willing to gamble a little. They were in Vegas after all.

"If we have an accident, I'll acquire another vehicle." Cameron said. "It won't be the first time I've done it."

Cammy and Gail wondered about it. Cameron conducted quite a few operations on her own accord. They were probably a multitude of questionable events which occurred during her endeavors.

"Just watch out running the red lights." Cammy said. "It's how you get 'T-Boned'."

Gail would prefer for Cameron to use a little more caution as well. It wasn't just acquiring a new vehicle if the current one became disabled. There were other things in the back of it, including weapons.

"We're making good time." Gail said. "Cammy was correct to express the use of caution. A traffic altercation will only slow us down more, even if we acquire a new vehicle. Do the math and you will see she's correct. Don't let seconds cost you minutes. The other drivers on the road lack your superior ability."

Cameron didn't want to argue with Cammy or Gail. She knew they were correct, but she wanted to make time. She wanted the 'Metal Bitch'. She wanted to make sure John and Savannah weren't in danger. She wanted John and Savannah to do something else too. She wanted to use traffic management to further slow down the female Terminator.

"John Henry, where's the 'Metal Bitch'?" Cameron asked. "Give her red lights if you can."

John Henry tracked both vehicles. He was surprised at the amount of distance Cameron was able to close up on the female Terminator.

"I've been doing it. She may be going to her casino." John Henry said. "You've closed the distance dramatically. You are only ninety-two, ninety-one seconds behind her at this point."

Cameron blew through another red light. A car which crossed on the green light almost hit them. The car had the right of way. It swerved and hit a fire hydrant. She looked in her mirror and saw a geyser of water shoot into the air. The water reached the power lines and caused a blinding flash as the water shorted out the power lines. The street lights around them went out, but the signals still functioned. She knew many of them contained a battery backup inside the signal control box. It was how she first infiltrated the traffic system in the Los Angeles area.

Cammy thought it should be a two way street on 'traffic management'. John Henry knew where they were at since he could track them. Why weren't the lights in their favor?

"John Henry, are you giving Cameron green lights?" Cammy asked. "We keep hitting red ones."

John Henry attempted to anticipate where Cameron would be at any particular point in time.

"Yes." John Henry said. "I'm trying."

Gail wondered about it since there were so many red lights for them.

"Does it mean someone else is giving her red lights?" Gail asked.

John Henry tried to clear the path for Cameron. It didn't always work out. He didn't believe it was entirely his fault either. The system wasn't set up the same way as it was in Los Angeles. A lot of the smaller streets weren't wired into the system. There were a few other issues as well.

"No, she's out of sequence." John Henry said. "Her erratic driving isn't helping either."

Cameron didn't want to hear any excuses or make any herself.

"I need to protect John." Cameron said.

Gail wondered why he couldn't make all of them green and leave them green for them.

John Henry tracked the female Terminator to the point where she was near her casino.

"The 'Metal Bitch' has stopped." John Henry said. "She was about to turn into her casino."

Cameron was confused by John Henry's statement.

"Stopped? What would she stop for?" Cameron asked. "Is she on foot?"

John Henry watched as the female Terminator made a U-turn.

"She's turning around." John Henry said.

Cameron needed more clarity from John Henry's statement.

"Do you mean to come back in our direction?" Cameron asked.

John Henry was a little concerned about the latest development.

"No, she is headed for…." John Henry started.

There was only silence.

Cameron slammed her fist down onto the counsel next to her seat. It was smashed into plastic splinters.

"DAMN!" Cameron said. "We just lost communications again."

Cameron increased her speed.

Cammy and Gail didn't feel fear. Cameron's current driving did worry both of them greatly. If they knew what fear was, it was what they currently felt. In reality Cameron's driving scared both of them.

It seemed at the same time the 'Metal Bitch' changed directions, the Skynet jamming field was restarted. They didn't know if the 'Metal Bitch' was headed towards them or towards John. Maybe the fact John Henry was in the local system to change the traffic lights alerted some version of Skynet to his exact location. Maybe it was why they kept getting red lights when they should be green.

Everything could be compromised now.

The main trouble with all of it was, they still didn't have idea what was happening right now.

Ally and Sheila moved along the street. They were slowly lit by the impending sunrise. It didn't appear they took in the beauty of the sun soon to rise. Most of the time for them each minute, or the time of day, was simply the minute after the one before it and it was all. Sometimes the 'Allison' and 'Jesse' in them were prevalent and they were better able to experience things important to humans. Right now wasn't one of those times. They were both Terminators in their present state of mind. They were about to do what they were constructed for. They were about to engage human targets.

Currently it was time to get to work. There was a job to do and it was one they did many times. They dealt with places like the current one before. They may be able to free some females, they may find some dead. Others would be scarred for life and end up as drug addicts, or take their own lives. Some of them were able to drive through the pain and begin to relive life as it was intended.

They took the location under direct observation. It was time to act.

They usually did things the same way at different locations and tried to stick with it going forward. The current location would be no exception.

"I'll take the back." Ally said.

Sheila liked to go in the front door. It was a Terminator thing. When a statement needed to be made, a direct approach was often preferred to accomplish the task.

"I'll take the front then." Sheila said.

They looked at the house. It wasn't exactly what they expected to find.

"It's a small house." Ally said.

Sheila looked around the house and the street. There was one thing missing.

"I don't see any other vehicles around." Sheila said. "This is where they string the girls out on drugs to keep them compliant. It's until they use them, or kill them, and then blame it on some unsuspecting slob."

Ally was all too aware of the techniques used to gain compliance and submission.

"The manager said the girls were all forced to 'submit' prior to being 'used' in the hotel." Ally said. "It's the same scenario we face with the sex traffickers. The girls are abused over and over until they accept their fate. We've seen it before. They all break at some point."

Sheila felt justified for her earlier actions. Termination alone was too good for anyone involved in the sex trade. There needed to be some atonement for what they did in the past to the females. There was little to no accountability with the current legal system. For some reason, the current crop of District Attorneys didn't think criminals should be punished for their actions. Somehow they were the 'victims of society' and not responsible for their heinous actions.

"It's why I did what I did to the manager." Sheila said. "I would have liked to have done it to all three of those thugs in the alley. We didn't have enough time to work on them."

Ally saw what Sheila did to one thug in the alley. He got what he deserved.

"It all has to end somewhere." Ally said.

Sheila didn't care for the things the man said he was going to do to her. She was glad they worked out a little differently than he anticipated. She actually knew what was going to happen all along. It was something she did quite frequently. There was always something non-Skynet related which needed to be dealt with.

"Damn straight." Sheila said.

Ally and Sheila each slung their M4 in front of them. They held a Taser in one hand and their silenced pistol in the other hand.

"We'll do this fast." Ally said. "Every thug there dies, and we free the girls. I don't want to linger."

Sheila always liked to make a 'statement' if there was time. For this operation they didn't have any extra time. Normally operations like this didn't have a connection to Skynet. This one did. They didn't want to stick around any longer than was necessary. They knew there was at least one unaccounted for Skynet Terminator out there.

"OK, love. There will be no interrogations or retribution." Sheila said. "The main goal is to get the females out. We know there are some at this location from two separate sources. It will be a quick in and out."

Ally wanted to lighten Sheila's mood some.

"It probably will be for John too." Ally said.

Ally and Sheila giggled faintly as they moved in on the front and rear doors.

Based on the 'Neural Interface' files from Jesse and Allison, they both thought Savannah was going to find out 'it wasn't so great'. She would remember being with other females was more rewarding for her. Males served a purpose for reproduction and seemed to bring little else to the table. Unlike Vanna, Jesse and Allison were both voluntarily with males at some point. Jesse sought love. Allison tried to get pregnant. It didn't appear either endeavor was successful based upon where they were currently at.

The sun was clear of the mountains now. The beams of sunlight began to stream through the upper story windows of the casino hotel and Honeymoon Suite.

John and Savannah were still both asleep. They started to toss and turn as the sun hit them.

They were still unaware they were in the same room, let alone the same bed.

Both were naked and now faced each other as they slept.

Savannah opened her eyes. She saw John across from her, next to her. She looked around and saw where she was. She glanced down and saw she was still naked. She realized what was supposed to happen based upon where she was. She sucked in her breath slightly. It was her second time in the heart shaped bed in the Honeymoon Suite. It appeared something special was about to happen. It wasn't the same as she thought it was going to be the first time she was there with Cameron.

She looked at John sleeping form right in front of her. She didn't think anything happened otherwise she would remember. She reached down and touched herself. There was no indication anything happened. There was nothing different she could feel. It was just the soft smooth flesh below.

She thought about getting up and out of the bed. Maybe they could do it another time. She was about to leave.

John opened his eyes. He blinked them several times and lifted his head slightly.

"Savannah?" John asked.

Savannah swallowed hard.

"Yes…." Savannah said.

John knew he was naked and could see Savannah was too. The sheet was down to her waist. She made no effort to cover herself. They were literally only inches apart from each other.

They were both aware how things were now, wasn't how they fell asleep. It was clear Cameron was behind it. The fact Cameron was behind it said something. It indicated Cameron wanted it to happen. If Cameron didn't want it to happen, they wouldn't be in the same room, in the same bed, and naked.

They shared some small talk for a few minutes. They both felt the excitement and anticipation level grow as they did.

John started some soft background music on his phone. The longer he talked with Savannah the more beautiful he thought she looked every second. He could only see the upper half of her naked body. It was so beautiful to him. He really had no control over what happened with his body because it was an involuntary response. It seemed things were at 'full attention' in just seconds. He was glad the sheet hid what was happening. At least he thought it did.

Savannah looked at John and took a deep breath. She could feel herself become aroused the longer they faced each other naked. It was the right place. It was the right time. It was the right moment. She knew things didn't get done thinking about them. She let out a deep breath. She was ready.

"It's time, John Connor." Savannah said. "I can see you're ready."

Savannah pushed the sheet off of John and herself. She was a little surprised to see the full size of John. She briefly wondered how things were going to fit, but she knew it would. She wanted to be with him. She wanted to share with him like this. She wanted to be like all the other girls and see what sex with a male was really like. She hoped because of the love between them it would be more special. She really wanted it to be more than just an act, on several levels.

John didn't think he was ever this ready this quick in a long time if ever. This is something he really wanted to do. It was something he wanted to do for years. Now she was right here next to him. She seemed to want him as much as he wanted her. He wasn't going to take anything for granted. He needed to hear her say she was there on her own accord, and not because Cameron put her there. He wasn't going to use her in such a way, no matter how much he wanted her virginity. He wasn't going to take her virginity from her. She would need to give it to him. He tried not to glance down at himself, but he did anyway. Some things were clearly undeniable at this stage of the game.

"I am." John said. "I want you to know you don't have to do this if you don't want to. It has to be what you want to do on your own. You know I respect you and care about you too much to take anything as a given, or part of Cameron's 'Natural Order'. Everyone is free to make their own choices, no matter what they are."

Savannah felt herself tear up slightly. It was clear there was a choice to do it or not. It was because she could have a choice which made it all so much more special to her. This was her choice. She wanted to be with John for years. Other people didn't think she was ready at the time, but she was. She was already doing college level work. She had wants and desires too. She also felt love she wanted to express. What was about to happen was the most special way two people could share the love they felt for each other.

"I want to, John Connor." Savannah said. "I love you, John. I always have."

John could see the love in Savannah's eyes. He was this close before, several times. The look of love was always the same. He knew she wanted to share as much as he did.

"I love you too, Savannah." John said.

Savannah reached over and pulled John closer.

It was evident they were both ready. There was no need for foreplay. It was time to get started.

John moved into position.

Savannah giggled.

"What's so funny?" John asked.

Savannah reflected on the room she was actually in. It was the room where couples were to first share with each other after they were married. Age old traditions were long neglected, probably for centuries.

"I just couldn't help but wonder how many girls actually lost their virginity in this bed." Savannah said. "This will be my first time."

John laughed too. He understood what she meant.

"I doubt it was very many." John said. "You may be the first one."

Savannah felt a surge of excitement. She was filled with anticipation and desire. She could feel her body respond even more. All of her natural instincts seemed to kick in. She really wanted John right now. The look of love was in her eyes.

"Take me, John." Savannah said.

John wanted things to go smoothly this time. It would also prove to him it was really what Savannah wanted. He didn't want to seem too forward or bounce around on the outside again in his desire to rush things.

"I will." John said. "Guide me in…."

Savannah reached down to grasp John.

"Go slow…." Savannah whispered in John's ear.

Their future and their destiny were about to come to fruition.

The sun shone brightly over the tops of the mountains to the east.

The future was coming….

It was only a matter of a gentle thrust….

It was evident both of their hearts pounding wildly as they were filled with love and passion.

"Make me a woman, John. I'm ready." Savannah whispered. "Easy…. Go slow…."

'Rock Me Gently' by 'Andy Kim', played softly in the background.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Go Slow

If life is for the living
What's left for the dead
Is it all that remains
When it's all done and said

Does any one person matter
In the slog of daily life
Is there only nothing
Or is it all dandy and rife

It's not what one makes it
It's what makes one - one
The chances of success
Are always zero to none

Life in the fast lane
Will never end well
Those who survive
Have a tale to tell

Listen to some advice
If you really want to know
Everything lasts a lot longer
When things go slow

Nobody