Chapter 965

It's Sort Of Sweet

Cameron made her way to the lab. She was there earlier when she inspected the infirmary as well. She wanted to see what was going on in Palmdale. She wanted to view everything in a secluded place where no one would disturb her. She was able to watch the security camera footage from inside the house. She watched everything at an accelerated rate.

There were specifically no security cameras in any of the bedrooms. It was one thing Savannah told her early on she should never do, even if she wanted to. She understood people's privacy was very private to them. It was private to her as well. She didn't mind being seen unclothed. It didn't bother her. Her personal interaction with someone, which in her case would be John, should remain between them.

She wasn't surprised to see Cammy and Anna stand outside of Young Allison's room for most of the night. She actually thought one or both of them would enter the room and see if they could 'condition' the girls like they normally did. It was always done when they were alone. She did think it would be a little risky to do it with both of them there at the same time. She wondered if she was there if she attempted it herself.

It was all nothing more than a sleepover for Savannah and Young Allison. She actually believed it would make their bond stronger the longer they waited to do other things. It was how things started out with Vanna and Allison, as well as Future Savannah and Future Allison. The foundation was built strong before anything was constructed on top of it.

She needed to attend to her personal interest now.

Cameron returned to their room and shared with John again. She was currently on top of him and faced him. It was over quickly.

"I think that's it for 'Little Willy'." Cameron said.

John didn't know what to tell her. He was only a human male and he could only do so much. He was aware the female body was vastly superior for extended sexual activity than the male body was.

"I think 'Little Willy' did pretty good." John said. "I'm pleased he was able to please you. I can say you certainly pleased him and me."

Cameron smiled and gave John a kiss.

"I think we need to get cleaned up a little." Cameron said. "You've made your presence known."

It always bothered Cameron to know John's essence was wasted with her. She harvested some multiple times and was able to make sure all of the girls were able to get pregnant. The girls from the future were never able to maintain a pregnancy. She thought what a terrible waste it was. Allison still hung on this time. She didn't know what would happen. She made alternate plans for Vanna and Allison, with Savannah and Claire.

After having observed Jesse deal with Precious, she was ready to have Young Jesse step up to the plate again as well. She was informed by Camille that Young Jesse desired a traditional conception the next time she would need to become pregnant. It didn't bother her. She wanted John to become acclimated to being with human females. It was needed for his protection going forward. Young Jesse was on her mind right now.

She wanted the girls to have what they wanted. Fortunately in the past for them, the present, there was a way for it to happen for all three of them. The destination would be the same even if the path to the destination needed to take a detour and a surrogate. She needed to refocus.

John still felt a little tired. Cameron worked him pretty hard. He swung his feet over the side of the bed.

"I'm beat." John said.

Cameron giggled. She looked over at the box of tissues.

"Not tonight you weren't. 'Rosie' got the night off." Cameron said. "Everything happened like it's supposed to happen."

John would rather not discuss 'Rosie'. He was going to comment on it but decided against it. He knew Cameron would tell him he knew where all of the girls' rooms were at. He did know. It wasn't the point. It wasn't the way things were supposed to work. He didn't want to impose on anyone or interfere with their relationships. If they came to him, it would be a different story. Previously he would have shown some hesitation. It no longer would be the case. If someone came to him and wanted something, he would deliver it. He felt a little unsteady once he stood.

Cameron noticed John looked a little wobbly. She scooped John up in her arms and carried him into the bathroom.

John was a little surprised when Cameron picked him up and carried him. It was much easier for her to carry him than it was for him to carry her. It was probably safer as well. He never dropped her when he picked her up, but he was always worried he might. Normally he never needed to go very far with her when he carried her. He was sure it was as much by her design as was possible for the circumstances.

Cameron sent John down so he could attend to his personal business in the bathroom. She turned on the water to get it warm before they entered.

He entered the shower with Cameron. She gave him a real scrub down. He liked all the attention and time Cameron spent with him. He wasn't sure why. He didn't normally get the same level of attention. He was sure if he asked her why, it would spoil the good time and pleasant mood they currently shared. It wasn't something he wanted to do. Things were good right now and he wanted to keep them the same way for as long as he could.

There were times when Cameron was hot or cold. This time she was clearly hot. John was sure her mood changed because of what he did, or the way he acted sometimes. It could be the issues Cameron needed to deal with fighting the war. It seemed the stress took a toll on all of them in its own way.

Cameron playfully dried John off and carried him back into the bedroom.

John always liked being carried by Cameron. He was more than a little surprised. Normally she didn't carry him to one location, and carry him back from the same one. He felt something was different but didn't know what, or why.

Whenever things were different from normal, they always caused him a little worry. Things are definitely different from normal. It didn't seem to be in a bad way though.

John was concerned they were going to share another love making session. He knew he wouldn't do well at all. Cameron really gave it to him good and he had trouble keeping 'up'. He wanted her to know he really felt she was the greatest.

"Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful and special you are?" John asked.

Cameron turned her head and looked at John with her big brown puppy dog eyes. She liked when John said nice things about her. It made her feel good inside.

"Maybe…." Cameron said playfully.

John was a little worried with all the attention Cameron showered him with, she might be up to something dangerous. He wanted to try to find out in a subtle way. If he asked her directly, it would be a problem. It always was.

"Where are you off to after this?" John asked.

Cameron made a little bit of a 'face'.

"Hopefully it will be to eliminate a few threats or targets." Cameron said. "I may end up with some damage…."

It wasn't what John wanted to hear, but it was what he speculated.

"Is it why you're here now?" John asked.

Cameron shrugged her shoulders a little bit.

"Maybe…." Cameron said.

John watched as the joy faded from her face.

He knew he just 'blew it'.

Cameron hadn't thought about it until now. Savannah told her to be with her husband, and she just was. She did it at the casino hotel and now here. Maybe she should have stayed in Palmdale. Savannah wouldn't make her feel bad about herself and what she needed to do.

By the look on Cameron's face, John knew he should have stayed away from the question. He always seemed to find a way to 'blow it' without even trying. He learned anything he did at this point would only make things worse.

Cameron didn't look at John. She picked up her clothes and walked out the door with them in her hands. She was still naked. She said nothing as she left.

She couldn't understand why John always seemed to get under her sheath, her skin. What did he expect from her? She needed to fight the war. She needed to do her job. She wasn't a housewife, or a silicone 'love doll'. She wasn't human. She was a machine. John was the one who 'jacked' her programming around, well, Future John anyway. What about the missing parts of her life? Why would he take those from her? Who did he think he was anyway to do it to her?

Cameron walked down the hall naked. She still held her clothes. She could hear Jan and Summer coming. She didn't want them to see her naked, at least not in the current setting. She looked around for a place to go. She listened outside a door for a second and then entered. The room seemed empty.

She went to put her underwear on.

A voice startled her. She thought she was in an unoccupied room.

"Back for more already, love?" Jesse asked.

Cameron spun around as the light came on. She hadn't noticed Jesse. In fact she didn't even know the room she entered was Jesse's room until now. She wondered why.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." Cameron said.

Jesse's eyes were all over Cameron's sheath.

"Cameron?" Jesse asked.

Jesse seldom was able to see Cameron naked, let alone naked in her room.

"Yes." Cameron said. "I needed to put my clothes on. Jan and Summer were coming."

Jesse immediately thought there was a problem. It sure sounded like it. She wondered why Cameron would walk around naked. She would try a soft approach to see if it was a bigger problem.

"Why are your clothes off?" Jesse asked as she took in every detail of Cameron.

Cameron was different from all of her clones, even if they were identical. Jesse viewed them often. She shared with all of them at some point. It was usually Ally. Now Cameron was there, naked.

Cameron tilted her head slightly. She wasn't sure why she was naked at this point. Why was she holding her clothes instead of wearing them? There must be a reason. She just couldn't think what it was. Everything seemed fine earlier. Well, she thought it did. Now she wasn't so sure.

She remembered the reply she gave once before. She was clothed at the time, but changed her outfit when she went to see John in his room. It was her goal to offer herself to John so he wouldn't need to deal with Riley. Things worked out a little differently than anticipated.

"It's hot out." Cameron said

It indicated there was a problem to Jesse. She decided to go to Cameron to comfort her and make sure she remained calm. She figured she better find out a little bit more before Cameron left the room. If Cameron attempted to leave the room naked, it indicated there was a big problem.

Jesse got up out of bed and almost fell over. She paused for a few seconds. She was a little light headed still. She was pretty sure she went 'out' at least once earlier. If she did, someone gave her CPR. She didn't remember. She would have been fine if they would have left her on the other side. Nothing mattered over there. Nothing existed. She needed to worry about Cameron right now.

"Is everything OK?" Jesse asked. "We can talk about it."

She was still worried Cameron might be having a bigger problem, or about to. She knew they happened from time to time. Cameron sometimes thought she was Future Allison. Other times she was unaware who she was, or even what she was.

"I don't know." Cameron said as she looked at Jesse. "You look beautiful…."

Jesse and Cameron were still both naked.

It seemed as if there was a lot more going on, even if there was nothing actually happening.

Jesse ignored Cameron. She knew Cameron needed help. Savannah should be able to calm her down and get her straightened out. Cameron would always listen to Savannah.

"I'm going to call Savannah." Jesse said. "Is it fine with you?"

Cameron tilted her head slightly. Savannah wasn't at the Resistance base.

"Savannah is with Young Allison. They're in Palmdale." Cameron said. "They spent the night together."

It wasn't what Jesse wanted to hear. Savannah was too far away. She wasn't sure about the part with Young Allison. It could be part of the current problem too. Maybe John would be able to soothe her.

"Let me call John then." Jesse said.

Cameron looked at her but didn't say anything. Only her eyes blinked every now and then.

Jesse called John, he answered.

"Can you come to my room?" Jesse asked.

John was in the process of dressing. He couldn't help but look down at himself when Jesse asked him to come to her room. If she wanted to have sex, he wasn't going to be able to perform at all. He would still need some refractory time. He could do what the girls do. The only trouble was, he doubted he could do it as well as they did to each other. They all had an extensive amount of practice, both on the giving and receiving end. He was a little worried he was getting ahead of himself.

"Is everything OK?" John asked. "Is there anything wrong with Precious?"

Jesse looked at Cameron. She wanted to choose her words carefully.

"Cameron's here and she's a little confused." Jesse said.

John was as relieved as he was disappointed Jesse hadn't called him for a sexual encounter. The fact Cameron was there and Jesse identified a problem was the real issue. He was pretty sure the finger would point right back at him. It always did.

"I think it's my fault." John said. "I upset her."

Jesse wanted some action. Not the type of action in bed either. She wanted something done about Cameron.

"I think you need it here as soon as possible." Jesse said.

John told her he would head there and check it out.

They ended the call.

Jesse was still naked. She went over to where Cameron was at.

Cameron looked at her clothes she still held. She seemed confused as to what they were. It didn't look like she knew what to do with them. Maybe something else caused the confusion.

Jesse took Cameron's arm. She was about to lead Cameron to the bed to sit. She hoped Cameron would be a little calmer if she were seated rather than standing. Hopefully it would delay any type of negative action on Cameron's part if she felt less threatened by everything.

"Come and sit down, Cameron." Jesse said as she started to guide her.

Cameron dropped her clothes in a pile on the floor and followed Jesse. She was concentrating on Jesse's naked figure. It seemed very alluring to her. She liked all the smooth shapely curves and her darker skin tone.

There was a knock at Jesse's door and it opened.

John peaked his head inside and saw Cameron, who was still naked, follow Jesse, who was also naked, to her bed. It struck him how Hot they both looked. They were two different body types, but he found one as enticing as the other, especially when he could view them naked.

He took it as something else about to happen. Now he may have interrupted a 'hook up'. He didn't think so but he would give them the chance to take things a little further if they wanted to. He wasn't entirely sure Cameron ended up in Jesse's room naked by accident.

"I didn't mean to interrupt." John said and started to leave.

Jesse didn't want John to leave.

"John." Jesse said. "Come in. This is about Cameron. This is how she arrived here. She seems to be disoriented."

Jesse and Cameron stood naked before John.

Cameron stood next to Jesse and didn't look at John.

Jesse told John all she knew about the last two minutes. It wasn't very much.

John couldn't help but look at Jesse's nude figure. It was right in front of him. He saw her breasts were noticeably larger. They were now minus the rings which normally adorned them. The rings Jesse and Sheila made a point to flash or show off whenever they got the chance, even if they needed to create the chance in the first place.

Cameron noticed them too as she glanced to see what John looked at. She could see there were some tiny drops starting to form. She watched as the drops became larger. It was very minute. There were some things which began to click in her head. There was something very important associated with what she looked at. It started to come back. She knew what it was.

"You need to call Riley and see if Precious needs to nurse." Cameron said as she looked around. "You definitely are good to go if you're needed."

John realized Jesse was lactating. It was probably because Cameron was naked in front of her and it caused some stimulation for her. It could be a residual event from her previous sexual session too. She could have been doing something herself when Cameron arrived for all he knew. There was no indication there was anyone else in the room. Jesse didn't mention anything about it when she called him if there was. He didn't know and wasn't going to ask. From previous experience he knew Jesse was the 'busiest' of the girls when it came to sexual activity. He wasn't sure how many partners she shared in a day, but from his observation in the Command Center, and in the halls of the base, it was usually more than a couple.

Cameron wondered why she was there naked with John in Jesse's room. Jesse was also naked. She tilted her head slightly. She wondered if she walked in on them about to have sex. She thought she satisfied John already. It seemed she took him to the 'finish line' a few times. Maybe he needed more. Next time she would try harder to satisfy him.

Wait.

Jesse and her were naked, not John. She wondered if Jesse and her were about to have sex and John arrived. She decided to let John take over if it was the case.

Jesse thought it was a good idea to make the call at this point and find out about Precious.

"Sure, love." Jesse said. "Let me call Riley."

Jesse was glad to get away from what looked like 'trouble'.

Cameron continued to stare at Jesse's breasts.

"If you aren't needed by Precious, John can relieve the pressure build up for you." Cameron said. "It won't take him very long to do it. He's very good at doing it. He's experienced a lot of practice on mine, yours are real and functioning. If you want a little more, I don't have a problem with it."

John and Jesse both looked at Cameron and then each other with her statement.

Before either one of them could respond. Cameron looked around, picked up her clothes off of the floor, and walked out of the room.

John went to follow Cameron.

Jesse reached out. She took his arm and stopped him.

She felt Cameron was back to normal.

"She's OK now." Jesse said. "You're going to make it worse."

Jesse spoke into her phone and hung up after a few seconds.

She faced John, she still held his arm.

Jesse thought she could play this out a little bit. Precious didn't need her currently. There was now a big smile on her face.

"You're up, love." Jesse said. "We can do this either standing, sitting, or laying down."

Jesse touched herself and obtained a little liquid. She then touched John's lips with it.

John wasn't expecting it. It caught him off guard.

"It's sort of sweet, you'll like it. It's just a hint." Jesse said as she led John to the bed. "Vanna's is a more so than mine. Maybe you can try hers as well. I'm here right now and she isn't."

John wasn't sure what was happening, but he was caught up in the moment. He was pretty sure if he actually did it for Jesse, it wouldn't be the end, but the beginning. He was sure she would redirect him a little lower and have him work on another area next. He didn't think it would hurt anything if he were to try it out and just do what the girls did. What could it hurt? He would really like the close up view.

He expected he would have some response at this point if he was going to be able to do anything. Right now there was nothing. It looked like he was down for the count. Maybe there was still some 'life' left in him.

Allison wanted to explain to Vanna what happened and why she cried. She didn't want to be seen as a crybaby because she wasn't. She learned to endure the hardships of the future like everyone else who survived needed too. It was simply how life was.

"My mom asked Samantha to Resequence her sheath with her DNA, and do the 'Neural Interface' with her." Allison said. "It would create a Terminator version of my mother."

Vanna heard some of the explanation earlier. She hoped Allison heard the full story and the reason behind it.

"Do you know why?" Vanna asked.

Allison knew it was the implication of why it would be necessary which bothered her. It meant her mother would be dead again, and so would a lot of other people.

"Yes." Allison said. "She wants Summer and Young Allison to still have a 'mother' if she's killed after Judgment Day. It would be a 'cyborg mother' who could protect them from being 'abused', a 'Metal mother' who can always be there for them, unlike what happened to me. My parents were dead and I became 'fair game'. I know it's what happened to many of the children, both male and female. I know it was a lot worse for some."

Vanna cringed a little at the end of Allison's statement. In regards to Samantha she didn't think it was a bad idea. She did have her own 'self interest' in mind with the thought, but it still seemed like a good thing for Summer and Young Allison to have.

"Your mother loves all her daughters." Vanna said. "She wants them to have as much of 'her' as possible if something happens."

Allison didn't really want to think about what could happen in a Skynet future. She told her mother her story more than a few times and how everything was after Judgment Day. It always saddened her some when her mother apologized to her because she wasn't there to watch over her and protect her. She could see how much it bothered her mother to know what happened to her. It all made sense to her now.

"I understand." Allison said. "I don't want it to happen again."

Vanna believed there was an 'end game' behind all of it. She actually didn't think it was a bad idea either. She was glad there would be protectors for Savannah. Savannah was older now by quite a few years than she was when Judgment Day occurred. She believed any cyborg protection would be good for anyone. It was an effective strategy on multiple levels.

"I think it will be the function of Sheila, Ally, and Hanna too." Vanna said. "If we have children and die, they'll take our places. Cameron is planning ahead, just in case. It's why they maintain our appearance so the transition would be seamless. I know it's a morbid thought, but I still think it's a good thing going forward."

Allison didn't want to think about the future. Her future was in her past. A better future still existed in the current timeline. There was no way for any of them to know what would happen. They might only be able to slow down Skynet and not stop it. Everything which occurred before could happen again. It wasn't a pleasant thought. The same things would play out to some extent no matter what.

"I don't know what to do." Allison said. "Samantha asked me for my permission. She will ask Young Allison and Summer as well. She said everyone needs to agree."

Vanna felt Allison was a little more hesitant than she thought she would be. She wasn't really sure why, and she wasn't sure if it was the right time to ask. She thought Allison would open up a little bit on her own if she wanted to elaborate.

"It needs to be what you all agree on." Vanna said. "I'd ask Savannah, Hanna, or Anna to do it for me if there were children involved."

Vanna suspected there was already a 'Metal Claire' out there with Allison's father, but never pushed the issue or looked deeper into it. She thought Cameron did it to protect Paul Young for the future. She knew he was 'seeing' someone, but nobody ever saw her. It was probably why. The fact there was already an older 'Neural Interface' file with Claire seemed to further confirm her suspicions. Her best guess would be 'Metal Claire' would be Resequenced as a teenager. Paul's girlfriend could also have a different sheath. It depended upon what Cameron actually told him about everything.

If he understood about Skynet and what was going to happen, then she could see a 'Metal Claire' would exist. If he was still in the dark about the future and didn't know about Judgment Day, then a different sheath would make more sense. Either way, it was a method for Cameron to have some control over him as well as provide him with protection. She thought it was an effective strategy.

She personally witnessed the way he checked out all of the females when they came by to see Allison. She would still bet whatever the sheath was Resequenced to, it would still be a teenager. She figured Cameron would be able to have the most control that way. There was also the possibility there could be another teenage Cameron clone with him. The fact she would look like his daughter bothered her more than a little. What was she thinking? She quickly pushed the thoughts from her mind. It was all guesswork and speculation. Maybe they were her own fantasies. Maybe they weren't.

She was aware Cameron tried to protect everyone with what she thought they would want the most. It was exactly what she did for all of the girls as well. They all had a Metal lover who looked like what they wanted her to look like.

John wanted to go after Cameron but Jesse was right. If she was better now, he would make it worse. It seemed him showing up in Jesse's room further irritated Cameron. It's not like he went there on his own. He only went there because Jesse asked him to go there. It was because of whatever problem Cameron was experiencing.

He knew if he did what Jesse asked him to do, it would escalate into full blown sex. The more he looked at Jesse's naked body, the more excited he became. He could see Jesse really wanted him to relieve the pressure for her. He thought Cameron finished him off earlier, but his body already started to respond to the visual and vocal situation. He knew he was good to go again. He figured things would be showing soon if they weren't already.

Maybe he could do just what Jesse asked and keep it under control. He never did anything like it before. The only females he experienced 'contact' with were Future Riley and Cameron. Well, he figured he could include his mother in the list also, but he had no recollection it happened, even though he knew it did. He was an infant at the time.

Jesse faced him with her naked body.

"Which one do you want to start with, love?" Jesse asked. "The left one is a little larger than the right one."

John lightly moistened his lips. His eyes weren't on her face or even on her breasts. He was focused a little lower at something else. It's what caught his attention and interest. He wanted to lay down a few rules before he got started.

"Is it just to relieve the pressure?" John asked. "It won't be anything else?"

Jesse cupped herself and gave them a firm squeeze.

"A few minutes on each one should do it." Jesse said. "You can get started now. You may proceed."

John lifted his eyes from her groin area back to her breasts and then back to her face.

"Really?" John asked.

Jesse made a point to look around the room. There was no one else in there but them. By her doing it, it made it seem like there could be. She moved her lips close to his ear.

"Everything else is ready too, love." Jesse whispered in his ear. "I can see you're ready as well. I can guarantee you'll like it."

John didn't really want to do it but he was being caught up in the events. It was all so enticing and right there, touching him.

Jesse still held herself and continued to give them a firm squeeze.

"You're wasting time." Jesse urged. "Take it."

Jesse lay on the bed and pulled John along with her. She guided his head forward.

At this point she really couldn't help herself or stop herself either. Her body now dictated what she would do. She was being driven by primeval instinct. The urge to mate was there. It called to her. It was something she wanted to do.

Jesse saw John start to behave strangely. She wondered what he was doing. She wanted him to do it to her if it was something new. Maybe it was a new way to turn someone on. It was working.

"What are you doing?" Jesse finally asked. "It looks kinky. Do it to me."

For some reason John pinched himself, over and over. She could understand the concept of mixing pain with pleasure. Somehow the pain seemed to highlight the pleasure. There were various ways it could be done. It appeared John came up with a new one, at least as far as it concerned her. There were other places she would want him to do it with her.

Jesse turned out the light. She wanted to get started….

Closing monologue by Cameron:

It's Sort Of Sweet

There are the common
There are the elite
Isn't the real difference
Just some form of conceit

Maybe the crowd
Just likes to bleat
It's more than likely
They don't like the heat

Nobody likes to have
Upon their neck a cleat
When the competition
Is hard to confront and beat

Time doesn't always add
It actually seems to deplete
What in life is actually
Written in stone or concrete

To overcome the enemy
Leaving them in defeat
That's the taste of victory
It's sort of sweet

Nobody