Chapter 1025
Back Seat Driver
Cameron crossed over PCH from Sunset Boulevard and entered the parking lot of the restaurant. She needed to pay a parking fee. She didn't like to pay to park. She felt if someone was going to an establishment to do business, they didn't need to be charged an additional fee for 'parking' to do business there. She could understand if there was a form of validation which covered the parking fee, if other individuals attempted to use the parking area who didn't patronize the establishment. It shouldn't apply to legitimate patrons. It wasn't her money so she paid the attendant.
She parked the SUV and was about ready to get out. She was a little surprised at what happened next.
John hopped out and hurried around and opened Cameron's door for her.
Cameron smiled at John. He hadn't done it in a long time. Then again, they hadn't gone out in a situation like this for a long time.
"Thank you." Cameron said. "I can see someone wants everything later on. I can assure you it's ready and waiting."
The simple act made Cameron feel special. She didn't expect it all the time, but every now and then it was a nice gesture. It made her feel like she was more than just something for John's sexual gratification. It made her feel like she mattered and it made her feel good inside.
John smiled at Cameron and took her arm. He walked with her along the edge of the parking lot. The waves crashed against the rocks right below them. They were on a raised rock embankment.
"There's no beach here." John said.
Cameron could see the rocks below were built up so the parking lot could be built and not risk being overrun with waves during high tides or storm surges.
"There is some beach area further up past the restaurant." Cameron said. "I think they reclaimed some of the beach to make the parking lot a little bigger in the past. It gives you a different wave crashing sound when it hits the rocks, rather than when it breaks out in the surf."
They walked along a little more. They were closer to the restaurant now. It was a big parking lot. Cameron parked away from the other cars. It was usually standard practice for them.
John looked past the well lit restaurant. It actually gave him a little night blindness. It took his brain a moment to put it all together.
"I see it now." John said. "The beach is really wide on the other side of the restaurant."
Cameron wasn't sure how things would play out. There was the possibility they could have knocked one off in the back of the SUV before they went into the restaurant. She pictured opening up the rear door to the ocean behind it as they shared with each other. They could hear the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks below. Somehow it seemed like it would be romantic. It might also draw the attention of the parking lot attendant.
Maybe it would be better to keep things simple for now. She didn't know if they would walk along the shore first, or how long the walk would be. She planned accordingly.
"Do you want to walk along the beach or get something to eat first?" Cameron asked. "We have reservations under three different names for three different times."
John thought it was good planning. He was a little hungry, but not too much. He didn't need to eat right away. Since Cameron wanted to make things special for him, he wanted to make them special for her as well. He wanted to see what Cameron wanted to do. He needed a better understanding of what their possible itinerary could be.
"What are the times?" John asked.
Cameron gave him the time for each of the three reservations.
John looked out at the ocean and back at Cameron. He wanted to spend a little time with her first. He wanted to feel the closeness of her next to him as they walked in the sand. It was something they did very little of anymore. It was their chance to spend time with each other. It might not be for long, but they could 'get away from it all', even if it was only for a short time.
"We can take the second reservation and walk along the surf for twenty minutes up and twenty minutes back." John said.
Cameron made a quick call and canceled the first reservation. She didn't want to tie up a table for someone else. Savannah told her it was rude and selfish to do so. She was very pleased Savannah helped refine some of her more crude habits. Savannah worked hard to help her become more 'human', not just any human, but a responsible human. Strangely enough, some of the lessons she taught her, were taught to Savannah by Mrs. Weaver.
She knew when they were 'In Some Future', Mrs. Weaver appreciated Duplicate Cameron and the Duplicate girls when they arrived. Duplicate Cameron left to go to her future and be with Future John, Future Allison, and Future Savannah. The Duplicate set of girls remained behind with Mrs. Weaver. They helped Mrs. Weaver run everything in a more efficient manner, in the least abrasive way possible with the humans. She knew they all helped each other in strange and unforeseen ways. She didn't want to get sidetracked. It was easy to do sometimes when she thought about her own existence.
"We can leave our shoes in the SUV, or carry them." Cameron said.
John glanced at the rocks along the path. It looked like there were more than a few places where they could leave them.
"I take it we can't leave them along the rocks here." John said.
Cameron was afraid someone would take them. She looked around for any homeless people. Sometimes they wandered around the parking lots of the local establishments to see if they could find an open door on a vehicle. She actually pictured one of them looking in the open rear door of the SUV when she was sharing with John. It was another reason why they weren't there right now with each other.
"No." Cameron said. "I don't trust everyone around here."
The reputation of beach bums and beatniks carried over from decades past. Now the situation was out of control at some of the beaches. She didn't even think they were safe for normal people to visit. Maybe she would take some Terminators with her and visit the location during the 'Witching Hour'. Anyone who confronted them would find out the hard way what a Terminator was.
John could see Cameron was a little distracted. He wasn't sure if it was because they didn't take the first reservation at the restaurant. It was too late to worry about it now, He already heard her cancel it.
They returned to the SUV and left their shoes behind.
John didn't want to mess up Cameron's dress in the salt water.
"Is your dress going to be a problem?" John asked. "We might get hit by a rogue wave or two if we walk along the water's edge. We could end up with water to our knees in a few seconds. Don't think it would be any higher if we walk along the edge of the surf line."
Cameron smoothed the dress over her nude figure underneath. She actually planned ahead to a certain extent.
"I have a bikini I can wear." Cameron said. "I knew we were going to the beach. It's pretty skimpy."
Cameron took out the bikini and slipped the bottoms on up under her dress.
It excited John to watch her do it. He saw there wasn't much to the bikini bottoms.
Cameron was about to remove her dress. It would leave her topless.
John was worried about who might see her. He didn't want to create some type of an incident.
"You need to be careful." John said.
Cameron's nudity did not bother her. She could see it bothered John. It wasn't like everyone didn't know what a female looked like. She really wondered what was wrong with some people. All females were the same, the only difference was the details. Nudity was everywhere in the entertainment industry. She figured the real issue was about jealousy. There were Universal standards as to what was considered 'good looking'. Age played a big factor in it as well. She was sure it's where the 'problem' stemmed from.
"Here, hold the front of my dress up while I put the top on." Cameron said.
John did. He watched her as she put the top on. The bikini was little more than 'dental floss and three bandages' in size for the material. She basically looked naked at first glance. The fact the material was the same color as her skin tone only reinforced the view. He figured she would wear it on the cruise ship around the pool or hot tub area. It would definitely keep any eyes off of him if they were In those locations together. He knew there wasn't anybody who wouldn't look at her barely dressed in such a way. He knew it would be impossible for them not to
Cameron noticed the way John looked at her.
"Wouldn't you rather watch me take it off?" Cameron asked.
John knew Cameron caught him checking her out. He didn't feel too bad about it. She was his wife after all. It wasn't like she was a stranger. He could never get enough of her beauty. Her beauty never changed over the years. If anything, somehow she was even more beautiful now than she was then.
"I'm sorry." John said. "It's just because you're so beautiful."
Cameron sent out a playful reminder.
"If I get wet and start to rust in one position, keep my joints moving." Cameron said. "At least make sure my legs are spread so you'll still be able to use me when you need to."
John looked at Cameron and she laughed. It seemed she was in a more joke telling mood than normal. He learned a long time ago, when he told a joke, she would often take it literally, and it would make her angry, or at least upset her. She didn't see the humor in it. He was sure there was another issue she wanted to stress. She did it earlier as well.
"I get it, you're a machine. You don't want me to forget." John said. "If I remember correctly the Tin Man needed to be oiled up so he didn't get stuck. I guess in his case they actually needed to oil him up because he already was stuck. In your case, I'll make sure when you're rusted and can't move, your legs are spread. If they are, I'll be able to pleasure you in several different ways. I wouldn't want you to miss out on any finishes."
Cameron tilted her head slightly. She thought it was actually a good answer. It pleased her immensely to know John wouldn't just use her rusted chassis for his own pleasure. He wanted to make sure she was pleasured as well. He already earned several 'bonus points' for the night since they entered the carpool area at the Resistance base.
She still wanted to switch chassis with one of the Metal girls for a day. It would give both John and her some variety. John would get to try 'someone new', but it would still be her. It would be her program. She wanted to see if the 'experience' was better or not. She would be able to tell if John liked the borrowed chassis better. She would be able to scan him the whole time depending on the position. Maybe she could just use the tether. Her chassis could stand facing the wall . She would be in control of the other chassis as her own. With the use of the tether, she wouldn't need to mess up her hair. Hair was the hardest thing to get right. She might even let the owner of the chassis experience what she did with their chassis, even if they wouldn't have any control. It would be like a file transfer for them. It would be a real tease for them if it happened in real time too. They would share her experience, in their chassis.
The thoughts all happened in the blink of an eye for Cameron.
"I'm my program." Cameron said playfully. "Never forget."
John didn't want to get into any heavy thought. He wanted to try to keep things light and playful. He really liked the way he was able to interact with Cameron.
"I can see sometimes you're a 'love machine'." John said. "I would have to say a very good one too."
Cameron was very aware John was fixated on one particular part of her sheath. It actually consisted of several parts. She always believed there was a little more going on down there than there needed to be. She was reminded no two females were the same down there anymore than any two females shared the same face or breasts. Well, it was unless they were a cyborg copy of a human, or a clone of another cyborg. In other words, every individual was unique in every way. From what she was able to gather through her internet searches, even identical twins still exhibited minor differences between each other, including the private areas.
"You never forget those parts." Cameron said. "It's a good thing my sheath still regenerates down there." Cameron said. "It would be worn out otherwise. It's seen quite a bit of use. I'm pretty sure it's much more than Skynet ever intended when it was designed. Normally the target would've been terminated after it was only used a few times, if at all. You've used mine thousands and thousands of times. You're going to use it almost one thousand more times too. It's something I look forward to."
John looked forward to it as well. He also thought about what Cameron said earlier. It was a worrisome thought for him.
"What would happen if it wore out?" John asked. "What would be there instead?"
Cameron remembered some more of the talk the crude football players bantered back and forth amongst each other in the hallway at school. It sounded as if one of them frequented an older neighbor lady who evidently was 'used up'. She preferred the company of younger males. She learned there was no shortage of them and their willingness to give her repeat 'visits'. One of the other football players who 'visited' her as well suggested how she could be 'tightened up'. She wondered if it might work.
"I guess we could jam a ham in there and pull the bone out." Cameron said.
John looked at Cameron. He laughed a little uneasily. He wondered where she picked the joke up at. He last heard the joke in school.
"I haven't heard that one in awhile." John said.
Cameron didn't think it was a big deal. She tried to develop a sense of humor. Savannah often worked with her to assist her along those lines. She was aware the joke lacked finesse. She wanted John to know where it came from.
"I heard it in the hallway at school." Cameron said. "It wasn't about me."
John hoped it never would be either.
"You're full of surprise." John said.
Cameron was still in a playful mood.
"It's not the only thing I'm 'full' of." Cameron said. "I'm probably going to start growing facial hair because I'm getting so many male hormones 'deposited' into me."
The smile faded from John's face. He didn't think it could happen. He briefly wondered if it could before he discounted it.
Cameron giggled a little bit. She didn't want to worry John needlessly.
"I'm just kidding." Cameron said. "I fooled you again. It doesn't really work along those lines."
"You're perfect the way you are." John said.
Cameron knew it wasn't the way John always felt. She thought about equating herself to Future Riley.
"At least I'm not like hot butter, like some females are." Cameron said.
John wasn't sure where it was going. He thought he knew.
"Do you mean because they spread so easy?" John asked.
Cameron giggled.
They passed the entrance to the outdoor part of the restaurant and went down a path into the sand. They were on the beach now. The restaurant was above them.
John rolled up the legs of his pants.
They walked across the beach and into the edge of the waves lapping up at the sand.
"I should only have shorts on." John said.
Cameron didn't want John to feel 'bad' or overdressed.
"Someone needs to carry the weapons." Cameron said.
She indicated her barely clad figure. She appeared nude at first glance.
"I'm out of hiding places." Cameron said. "Well, unless you want to start using the 'ham' for nine hundred and eighty nine on. A Taser and M9 would do a number on me. I think you would probably call me 'Lucy' afterward."
John needed to think about what she said for a second. It was obvious there weren't very many places she could hide the weapons. He understood everything would be rather stretched out and loose afterwards if she hid them where no one could see them. He could see Cameron was full of jokes.
John reached back and touched his Taser and M9.
"We can skip the need for the 'ham'. I like things how they are." John said. "I have it covered."
Cameron looked around the beach in front and in back of them. She reached down and took John's hand as they walked along the wet sand at the edge of the surf.
The stars were out and the sand was lit only by the moon. The air was salty and crisp. There was a gentle breeze. The night was perfect as they walked along hand in hand.
John wondered why they couldn't do the same thing every night. No, he didn't need to wonder. He already knew the answer. It was because of Skynet. Skynet ruined everything. Right now it was just Cameron and him and it was beautiful. He wanted to make the most of it.
At the Young residence, the four girls decided to head out.
Young Allison checked all the operations again before she left. Savannah watched her, but didn't say anything. It was clear Young Allison felt a commitment to what she was doing. They secured the house and left.
Ally-Anna noticed Young Allison looked at the keys Savannah held. She didn't say anything yet about driving, but she was sure she was going to.
Savannah climbed into the driver's seat of the SUV.
"I want to ride in the front." Anna-Ally said.
It was where she normally rode when she was with Sheila. Sheila liked to hog all of the wheel time. Sheila also liked to dominate the sexual situations when they shared.
Ally-Anna looked at Young Allison. It was her place next to Savannah. She turned her attention to Anna-Ally.
"You will ride in the back." Ally-Anna said.
Anna-Ally didn't like being told what to do. She was still upset she needed to relinquish her chassis. She was even more upset how Ally-Anna made it look better.
"You're not the boss of me." Anna-Ally said.
Ally-Anna felt Anna-Ally was on shaky ground. She didn't think she was in a position to dictate anything. Maybe it was time to give her a little reminder.
"I won the bet." Ally-Anna said. "You gambled and lost."
Young Allison wondered what the other side of the bet was. She knew Anna gambled on Savannah's integrity, not her youthful desires.
"What would have happened if Ally would have won the bet?" Young Allison asked.
Anna-Ally looked very nervous. She was afraid of what Ally-Anna might reveal.
"I would have…." Ally-Anna started.
Anna-Ally interrupted and cut her off.
"It doesn't matter." Anna-Ally said. "She won, I lost. Leave it alone. I'll ride in the back with Anna. I shouldn't have intruded on Allison's rightful place. I don't know what I was thinking."
Savannah didn't think Young Allison should hear what was gambled. She knew Anna bet on her so she would have bet high. They just did the 'Neural Interface' a few weeks ago again. There was a lot of 'Savannah' in Anna. She was afraid of where Young Allison's earlier question was headed. It was time to redirect the conversation.
"Where do you want to go, Allison?" Savannah quickly asked.
Young Allison hadn't been to a movie theater in a while. She liked the experience of going to one. It was a lot better than watching a movie on a flat screen in her room. It was even worse when she watched one on her tablet or phone.
"We can go to a movie." Young Allison said. "I like the big screen and the sound. I like when the building shakes from the explosions."
Savannah felt she was around enough real explosions. She wanted to get moving. She wanted to take care of any other business as well.
"Allison, hop in the front with me. Where else do you want to go?" Savannah asked. "Do you want to go anywhere to eat?"
Young Allison wanted to try some of the snacks at the movie theater. She always saw some of the things other people got and wanted to try them. Her mother would never let her get them. She said everything was overpriced. She also questioned what the quality would be. She always believed her mother's opinion on the food quality was based on when her mother was younger, not necessarily how things were now. She knew she was right about things being overpriced, but it was a captive audience.
"We can buy the theater food from the snack bar. They sell a lot of stuff at the multiplex." Young Allison said. "Some of it looks really good."
Ally-Anna didn't think any of it was healthy. It was all bound to set off warnings in her HUD. She wanted to keep Young Allison in a festive mood. It was better not to raise any issues which wouldn't be headed anyway.
"Popcorn, hot dogs, candy, and soda it is." Ally-Anna said. "I can try some of each."
Savannah shared the same desire as Young Allison did. She didn't get out to the big screen much either. She always saw the other things everyone else got when they did go.
"They have other things too." Savannah said.
She started the SUV and headed out. She checked the rear view mirror and saw one SUV from the Detail followed behind them.
Anna-Ally only was in a theater once before. It was because they followed a target into a theater complex. Sheila snapped his neck during the movie. It was during a vivid sex scene on the big screen. Sheila thought it would be a fitting way for him to go. It excited her some the mark died 'happy'. They slipped back out and left after the termination.
"What movie are we going to see?" Anna-Ally asked. "Will it be one of the Star Wars franchises?"
Young Allison was highly offended at the suggestion of a Star Wars movie.
"Hardly…." Young Allison said. "Those are nothing but cheap Star Trek rip offs."
Savannah needed to agree with Young Allison in her assessment. What became the first three Star Wars movies were utterly ridiculous and impossible to watch. It was only the original three, which ended up as the three middle episodes, were worth anyone's time. The last three were much better than the first three. As far as the Star Trek franchise went, a lot of it was pretty questionable as well. She still wanted to know what Young Allison wanted. As more time passed, the less interest she felt in any of them.
"What would you like to see then?" Savannah asked.
Young Allison liked superhero movies. She liked all the action.
"A superhero movie works for me." Young Allison said.
Savannah wondered what the definition of a superhero really was. She felt she was surrounded by superheroes.
"Cameron is my superhero." Savannah said.
The girls all laughed.
Ally-Anna wanted to pin things down a little better.
"Which one, will it be DC or Marvel?" Ally-Anna asked. "There's one of each."
There were a lot of heroes between the both of the franchises.
Young Alison didn't even think it was up for discussion. One franchise clearly developed better characters than the other. It not only applied to the comic books, but to the movies as well. The performances by the actors who portrayed them were superior. The returns at the box office backed up her opinion. Marvel based films produced more top selling movies. The fans agreed with their pocketbooks.
"Marvel of course." Young Allison said. "DC sucks. Well some of them are OK I guess. Most of them still suck. I feel like some of the top DC characters have each been played by ten different actors or actresses over the years. It really destroys the continuity."
Young Allison felt it was a common mistake made by the filming industry. The fans wanted to see the same actors and actresses in the same roles as additional movies or TV series were made. They didn't want to see them replaced by other individuals. They might as well create a different story when different actors are used.
Anna-Ally wanted to give Young Allison more options. She didn't know if being confined in one place for a few hours was a good idea or not.
"We could always go bowling or miniature golfing." Anna-Ally said.
Young Allison was intrigued by the idea. There was one activity she found rather exhilarating.
"We could try ice skating." Young Allison said. "I tried it a few times with my mom and Hanna. There's an ice rink near the theater. We could go there before or after the movie."
Anna-Ally only ever saw it happen on television. Some of the skaters were quite elegant and were able to do some very fancy maneuvers.
"I've never done it." Anna-Ally said. "I'd like to try it if we have time."
Savannah hadn't done it in a while. The idea brought back memories for her.
"I have." Savannah said. "Sarah took me when I was younger before, with Bob."
Young Allison quickly looked over at Savannah. She wanted to make sure she understood what Savannah said.
"Bob ice skated?" Young Allison asked.
Savannah let out a slight giggle. She could just picture it.
"No, they didn't have any skates big enough." Savannah said. "He patrolled the perimeter. I don't think he wanted to skate anyway."
Savannah checked both her rear view mirror and side view mirror before she changed lanes.
Young Allison was a little concerned with Savannah's lane change.
"Make sure you use your turn signal." Young Allison said. "It's important to follow the rules so you don't cause an accident or get pulled over."
Savannah looked over at Young Allison then returned her attention to the road. She was a little miffed at the comment. She didn't use her turn signal because there was no other traffic near them. The only other vehicle was the Detail's SUV which hung behind them by some distance.
"It's just what I need, a back seat driver." Savannah said.
Young Allison didn't feel she did anything wrong.
"Except, I'm in the front…." Young Allison said.
Savannah and Young Allison quickly exchanged glances.
Anna-Ally didn't want any tension to build up between the girls.
"I can drive from the back seat." Anna-Ally said. "I watched Sheila do it before when she was naked. She put the vehicle into cruise control and steered it from behind the front seat. She was literally in the backseat, driving."
Anna-Ally remembered when Sheila was fooling around and did it. It was on the night when Savannah was almost killed. ONE of the nights when Savannah was almost killed. She viewed the files as Savannah placed Cameron on the damaged drone and ordered everyone to leave without her. Savannah stayed behind to an uncertain fate.
Ally-Anna didn't want anyone to get any crazy ideas. It sounded extremely dangerous. How would anyone have applied the brakes if there was a problem?
"I won't allow it with Allison in the vehicle." Ally-Anna said. "You'll wreck the SUV."
Young Allison thought this might be an opportunity for her to increase her experience. She felt she was a safe driver. She followed all of the rules, except for the age requirement. If she knew how to drive, what difference did it make how old she was? She felt she drove better than the majority of the drivers out there. At least she paid attention to the road and conditions. She still tried to figure out why people couldn't stay between the lines. How hard could it be?
"I can drive. I won't wreck it either." Young Allison said. "I won't drive naked, unless you all want me to."
All of the girls in the SUV quickly looked at each other. It was an interesting prospect to say the least.
Young Allison didn't want them to lose focus because of her previous statement.
"Can I drive on the way back?" Young Allison asked.
Savannah looked over at Young Allison. She wanted to keep her a little better protected.
"No." Savannah said.
Young Allison didn't give up easily.
"Cameron lets me drive sometimes." Young Allison said.
Young Allison didn't mention it was only on the back roads, or 'off road', most of the time. She did drive in the city sometimes, but it was usually late at night with minimal traffic. She still followed all the rules. Well, except for the age thing. She wondered why people seemed to have a hang up about age on so many different things. Age didn't have anything to do with ability or knowledge. There were plenty of 'adults' out there who acted worse than children. From what she witnessed, there were a lot of 'adults' who shouldn't be behind the wheel of a vehicle at all.
Savannah didn't want it to turn into a problem. She would give Young Allison a choice to make.
"You can call your mother and ask her." Savannah said. "If she gives the OK, I'll let you drive."
Young Allison let out a 'huff' sound.
"You know I'm not going to call her for that." Young Allison said.
Savannah didn't want any problems. She looked over at Young Allison at the next signal.
"Then you have your answer and know why." Savannah said.
Young Allison could see it was a losing proposition. She would need to wait until someone was with her who cared about her. It clearly wasn't Savannah.
"Killjoy…." Young Allison said.
Young Allison thought about it a bit more in her little world of anger. She realized Savannah wanted to look out for her and protect her. She felt bad about thinking Savannah didn't care about her. She remembered her earlier snap judgment to 'punish' Cameron for taking Anna away. Anna hadn't actually gone anywhere except around the block. She needed to act a little less impulsively. She needed to think about others and what they did. Savannah wanted her to talk things through. She could see why better now.
"I understand." Young Allison said. "Maybe if the conditions change, you will reconsider. I would appreciate it."
Savannah stole a quick glance at Young Allison.
Vanna checked the time.
"I need to go see Riley." Vanna said. "Precious might need me."
Allison quickly looked at Vanna's breasts. She was glad she hadn't overdone it.
"You should still have plenty." Allison said.
Vanna looked around and picked up some underwear.
Allison did a double take on them. She rolled her eyes.
"Those look like my mother's." Allison said.
Vanna shrugged her shoulders and slipped them on.
"She probably has mine." Vanna said. "It's no big deal."
Allison looked away for a few seconds. She knew Vanna and her mother liked to share. It was fine with her. She just didn't like to 'hear' it. She knew it really wasn't a big deal.
"I don't care if you're with her, just don't tell me." Allison said. "I want both of you to be happy. I'm glad you can bring happiness to each other."
Vanna never usually did mention it. It was a slip up on her part about the underwear.
Allison still lay on the bed naked.
"Do you want to go with me?" Vanna asked.
Allison hoped for her own sexual encounter after Vanna left.
"Holly was going to come by…." Allison said.
Vanna smiled. She hoped Allison would get a bonus out of it as well.
"It's fine." Vanna said. "Maybe Cam will be with her."
Allison moistened her lips slightly. It was a very enticing thought. She always liked to get a 'close up' view of 'herself'. She liked to see what other people saw when they viewed her. She still thought Vanna was the most beautiful in the specific area. The thought included Savannah as well. There was just something about a 'pink butterfly' which radiated beauty. She would take what she could get.
"I was hoping for it." Allison said.
Vanna smiled at her. She looked around and found a long shirt. She didn't bother to button more than the bottom two buttons. The top of the open soon enough as it was.
"We really are all one big happy family." Vanna said.
Allison needed to agree with Vanna about it. Everyone knew who they belonged to at the end of the day. She also was aware of her own physical limitations. She got tired of trying to keep up with a Metal girl. Two of them would be nearly impossible. Well, for her anyway.
"Hurry back then." Allison said. "You can tag yourself in. I'm not Jesse. Two Metal girls will burn me out in no time."
Vanna looked back at her and smiled. She slipped out of their room and headed for the nursery. When she arrived she opened the door and went inside.
Jesse and Gail were in there already.
Vanna was a little worried she missed a call or something.
Jesse didn't want Vanna to worry. She pointed at Gail.
"I can take this one." Jesse said. "I've needed to keep this beauty at bay."
Gail thought she stayed away from any activity which could be contrary to Precious' needs with great control.
"I've used restraint." Gail said.
Vanna wondered what her options were. She wanted to give Allison and Holly some alone time.
"Allison is busy now." Vanna said.
Jesse looked at Vanna. She wanted to give her a choice. She also knew what Gail would want. She wanted her big busted lover to be happy.
"You pick it, love." Jesse said. "Will it be Gail or Precious?"
Gail saw an opportunity. She knew what she wanted.
"Vanna could come to our room." Gail said quickly.
Jesse winked at Vanna. It was the indication of her approval.
Vanna looked at Gail and smiled. She was aware how to have an extra special time with Gail. If she was 'Savannah' for Gail, Gail would do anything she asked.
"You can call me 'Savannah' if I go." Vanna said.
Jesse wanted in on it as well. When she finished up with Precious, she was ready for a three way.
"I'm going to call you it too when I'm done here." Jesse said. "Now you have me excited. I'll see you two after a while."
Samantha opened the door and let Jesse in. She greeted all three girls.
"Save some for me." Jesse called back to Vanna as she disappeared into Riley's room.
Gail and Vanna headed out for Jesse's room.
Once they were inside and Vanna closed the door, she went to turn around.
Gail was right there and all over her in a second.
Vanna was a little surprised. It was clear Gail wanted her bad. Well, she wanted 'Savannah' bad anyway. She possessed everything Gail wanted. There was plenty for whatever she wanted.
"Relax." Vanna said. "I'm not going anywhere."
Gail looked at her with hungry eyes. There was a set destination for Vanna in her mind. It was more about the physical aspect than the eternal one.
"You're going to Heaven." Gail said. "And I'm taking you there."
Vanna sucked in her breath slightly. She bit her lower lip a little bit in anticipation. Gail really showed her a good time previously. It was a really good time.
"Do you mean like the last one?" Vanna asked. "It was wild and intense."
Gail was pleased when she took Vanna all the way to the 'edge' as 'Savannah'.
"You know it's how it is 'Savannah'." Gail said. "There aren't any stops on the way to Heaven. There's just one continuous ride until you arrive there. The best part will be when you get to stay there."
Vanna wanted the same experience again. She was Savannah Weaver too.
"It is my name." Vanna said. "Remember don't stop, even when I beg you to stop."
Gail wanted to get her there no matter what. She knew what the girls liked.
"I wasn't going to…." Gail said.
Gail planned to picture Vanna as 'Savannah' and not stop, no matter how much she begged her to. Maybe when she saw only the whites of her eyeballs and her breathing stopped for more than thirty seconds would she let up. Well, maybe she would let the breathing stop for a minute. She wanted 'Savannah' to know what Heaven was like. She hoped Vanna remembered how she got there too. There was always more where it came from.
Closing monologue by Cameron:
Back Seat Driver
On the journey through life
Who is really in control
What makes one whole
What leaves a gaping hole
Everyone always thinks
They know what their doing
They don't even know
What they are viewing
The brain won't admit
They're going nowhere
They don't know when to quit
Of danger they need to beware
No one wants to lose
Yet they always do
At the wheel they snooze
They don't even have a clue
When everything is wrecked
Will they be a survivor
Failure is hard to accept
They are only a back seat driver
Nobody