Chapter 1097

Try Calling Her

Savannah was at the controls of the UH-1. She flew from the copilot's seat. Young Allison observed from the pilot's seat.

It was the position she preferred on the UH-1 Iroquois, often referred to as a 'Huey'. She knew the original designation of the helicopter was HU-1. It was where the 'Huey' name came from as the designation was sounded out phonetically. It was the same way the B-1 bomber or 'B One' was referred to as 'Bone'.

She flew over the other location Cameron informed them of where there were drones, HK Tracks, at least one Terminator in standby, and nuclear weapons. Without Cameron pointing out specific features on the ground, the exact spot was 'invisible' without knowing where to look. It was the whole purpose of the camouflage and concealment of the area.

The sun was just about to go down behind the mountains to the west, the direction they were headed.

They were a little behind where they wanted to be in time because of the extra stop they made. Cameron felt it was important they see the three large nuclear weapons. Those weapons would deliver quite a punch compared to most of the current nuclear arsenals in any nation. Her other weapons weren't even close. She didn't see any need to remind the girls CamNet could launch any of the computer controlled missiles from any nation to any location the missile could reach. She only referred to her personal arsenal.

Cameron informed Savannah and Young Allison how CamNet tracked all satellite orbits and everything she did relate to those locations was done when no satellite could make a record of it. CamNet changed much of the data anyway or altered the orbits of the satellites to give Cameron longer work windows.

It was a 'trick' John Henry, and now CamNet, used to mask much of what the Resistance did anyway.

CamNet made extensive use of this procedure to keep things hidden from John Henry as well. Some of it was done at the urging of Cameron, other things CamNet decided to do on her own. It seemed everyone had their own ideas about what was best for the Resistance going forward.

Cameron often suspected CamNet did things behind her back. She didn't think they were detrimental, but she would like to know about everything happening. She felt she created a 'fail safe' to help control CamNet. The 'fail safe' was Savannah and Young Allison. There was a third factor in play as well. She didn't know about it yet. It was actually part of the back up plan by Young Allison. She needed to refocus on the flight. Her mind drifted far and wide.

Savannah flew the thundering UH-1 across the evening sky. It would be dark soon. She hoped to return back to the local airport near Palmdale before it was completely dark. She didn't have her night vision goggles with her. One of the Metal girls would need to take over for safety reasons. She didn't want to chance it with Young Allison on board, otherwise she would continue as she did before.

She realized when Young Allison was with her, it altered her decisions as she thought of Young Allison's safety. It occurred to Savannah her presence with Cameron must have the same effect. They both wanted to protect the ones they loved. It made them think twice before a risky move. Cameron sent all the resources to assist and protect John whenever he was out in the field. It was something She could better understand now. She would want to do the same thing if Young Allison faced danger as well.

Savannah sometimes wondered about Cameron's choices when all of their help was sent away. She always stayed by Cameron's side, even after everyone else was gone. There were a few times it caused quite a bit of 'heat' for both of them when they were alone. Her most intense combat, and encounters with Skynet forces, seemed to occur when it was just Cameron and her. Not all of those could be blamed on John for being out in the field. She needed to concentrate on her flying.

The day proved to be a very long one for flying. She started to feel its effects. She glanced over at Young Allison and she seemed unaffected. Savannah knew she was still in her prime and should be as fit as Young Allison. It didn't seem to be the case. Young Allison was a 'cherry bomb' waiting to go off. She wanted to, and tried to, light her own 'fuse'.

She was certain Young Allison was going to be with John before she was at this juncture. She thought it should bother her more, but for whatever reason, it didn't. She wanted to give it a try at least once, just to see what it was like. She was really in no hurry to find out, other than just curiosity. If it was a role Young Allison was willing to assume on a regular basis, she wasn't going to stand in her way. She knew it's exactly how it was and Cameron's future. Future Allison was with Future John more times in a week than Future Savannah was in a month. She was pretty sure they would play out the same way with Allison and Vanna if they would have become involved with John when Cameron wanted them to. She needed to clear her mind and concentrate on her flying.

She wondered if the current fatigue was because of Vanna's baby she carried in her. She expected to be in the past with Young Allison at this point of time in her pregnancy. It wasn't the case either. She knew she was in too much combat for her condition over the last month. They saw a lot of activity and action. Every time it appeared things were going to wind down they always seemed to pick back up with even more ferocity. She was seconds away from being killed on the last operation she was involved with.

The pounding and throb of the Iroquois started to get to her. It wasn't an incessant tone and vibration which seemed to grind through her skeleton, all of her muscles, and deep into her mind. It must be why it was so easy for her mind to drift right now. She continually kept track of all of her instruments and gauges as well as what was happening in front of her and around her as she flew.

If Cameron, Cammy, or Anna were in the pilot seat right now instead of Young Allison, she would probably ask one of them to take it for a while. They weren't. Now she wondered if she wasn't in a test again. She resisted the urge to look over her shoulder into the back of the Iroquois. She knew if she did, everyone would look at her.

Young Allison glanced over at Savannah. She thought Savannah looked a little worse for the wear. She saw an opportunity present itself. She hoped to get a little more out of the situation. She figured it would refocus Savannah's attention if nothing else.

"I think I can take it for a while." Young Allison said.

Savannah turned and looked at her.

"What?" Savannah asked. "Fly?"

Young Allison felt she was ready. They were already airborne. She didn't have any actual 'hands on' experience, but she understood all the principles on how to control a helicopter. She felt as if she almost did it, even though she knew she hadn't. It didn't seem like a big deal to her. It just seemed like the next step in her evolution.

"Yes." Young Allison said. "I've watched you very closely and know everything I need to do. I think it's how you learned."

It was the same way with a lot of things for Young Allison. She knew exactly what to do, even if she never did it yet. The details and instructions always seemed to be in her mind when the situation arose.

Savannah didn't think observation was a replacement for experience. There were certain safety features which needed to be considered as well. It would usually result in a very hard landing. It was a little more than a controlled crash. If the method wasn't used, it would be a crash. No one wanted to end it up as a smoking hole in the ground.

"Do you know how to 'auto rotate'?" Savannah asked.

It was something in her head. Young Allison felt she could.

"I know the principal." Young Allison said. "I watched you use the collective for up and down, as well as the throttle. The cyclic moves us left or right. I have gone over all the training manuals and videos. I think I'm good, at least for a test."

Savannah thought she would give Young Allison a taste, a taste of flying the Iroquois. It was more than clear Young Allison was ready for a taste of 'other things' as well. She didn't want her mind to wander. Her mind could be a bigger distraction than Young Allison was. She needed to concentrate. There were other things to consider as well.

"Don't forget the torque control of the tail rotor." Savannah said. "Remember these controls don't need a whole lot of movement in any direction. You need to take it slow and smooth."

Young Allison almost said it was what she planned to tell John. She restrained herself at the last moment. She was aware Savannah would be just as displeased as Cameron would be elated by her statement.

Cameron moved and leaned forward next to Young Allison. She looked at Savannah and nodded.

Savannah looked over at Young Allison. She looked ready. She looked very confident. She knew Young Allison was very gifted.

"Allison, you got it?" Savannah asked.

Young Allison quickly checked all of the gauges and instruments. She wanted to have backup close by, at least initially.

"I got it." Young Allison said. "Stay with me."

Cameron watched Young Allison's every move. She was ready to take control if necessary, at least until Savannah could take back over.

Young Allison was able to maintain level flight without any problem.

Savannah watched Young Allison carefully. She was more than a little impressed with her ability. There were times she was proud of herself and her accomplishments in the air. It was clear Young Allison surpassed her in everything. She was sure it would carry over into the bedroom as well. She quickly pushed the thought from her mind. No sooner did she push it away than it returned. It was clear Young Allison was going to be better in bed than Allison was. The next question was, would she be better in bed than Future Allison? She blinked her eyes twice and focused on Young Allison.

"You're a natural." Savannah said. "You've done everything correctly and with skill."

Young Allison felt very confident. It was almost like she did this before. She felt like she could do it in her sleep.

"I want to try some left and right movement." Young Allison said. "The first maneuver will be to the left, in ten seconds."

Savannah hoped Young Allison wouldn't showboat. She figured she would give her a reminder rather than an admonishment.

"Remember, real easy." Savannah said.

Young Allison thought about John again with her statement. She focused on the task at hand. She did the maneuvers perfectly. She glanced back over at Savannah. She didn't want to overstay her welcome, or push your luck.

"You got it?" Young Allison asked.

Savannah would have been content to let Young Allison fly a little longer. She knew her responsibilities.

"I got it." Savannah said.

Young Allison wanted to master the new craft.

"Thank you." Young Allison said. "It was easier than I thought. I'll need practice on take off and especially on landing. I know it's a little tough to hover, especially when I try it close to the ground. Maybe next time I will try it at altitude and see how things work out. I'm not here to cause a problem for anyone."

Savannah remembered she was a little uneasy about all of those procedures at first. She didn't want to have a 'hard' landing. So far she avoided it. She wanted to keep it the same way. She heard the saying, 'Any landing you can walk away from is a good landing.' She knew it was true, but she didn't want to wreck or damage any of the aircraft .

"It takes a little work, but I don't think you'll have any trouble." Savannah said. "You already know practice makes perfect."

Cameron was impressed. It appeared Young Allison's nocturnal training paid off. She believed Young Allison's 'natural ability' also played a factor, a big one. She would speed up her training schedule.

"You'll get the practice." Cameron said. "It was excellent for your first try."

Cameron was sure Young Allison would do excellent on everything she tried for the first time. She knew John was in for a good time going forward. Somehow the thought didn't bother her in the slightest. It would actually be something she would like to witness. It would indicate to her her response was supposed to be. Sometimes she needed to see something, or hear something, from someone else to be able to do the same thing or give the correct response when appropriate. She would like to view Young Allison with John so she could properly emulate everything.

Every time she tried to view Future John with Future Allison or Future Savannah, Duplicate Cameron seemed to show up and get in the way and prevent her from doing so. When her program was in Bob's chassis in the alternate future, she thought she would be able to witness John with Allison. It still bothered her some to know Mrs. Weaver tried to pass herself off as Allison on more than one occasion to be with John.

She didn't know what it would be like for John to be with a Liquid Metal Terminator. Her chassis was covered with living tissue, just like a human. Her private areas were the same as a human female. A Liquid Metal Terminator was all Liquid Metal. She didn't know how much the feeling would be the same. She also knew the appearance of the Liquid Metal Terminator could be changed frequently during any type of sex act to represent a number of different individuals, both male and female.

Young Allison watched the sky darken in the direction they flew. She didn't want Savannah to run into any difficulty if it was dark when they arrived.

"Let me switch places with Cameron because of the upcoming darkness." Young Allison said. "I know to be real careful moving around. There are an awful lot of switches on the control panel between our seats. Strangely enough, I know what each of them does."

Savannah watched Young Allison unstrap and move with great agility to the back. Cameron moved with the same agility and grace into the pilot's seat and strapped in. She hoped she might be able to take another quick break.

"Do you want it?" Savannah asked.

Cameron looked at Savannah and smiled.

"No." Cameron said. "You're doing fine."

Cameron wanted Savannah to have the practice. She knew Savannah was tired. She also wanted Savannah to push herself. It was now a test for Savannah.

Savannah recognized Cameron's answer for the test it was. She was ready for the challenge. She wanted to put a good show on for Young Allison as well. If she thought she was going to have trouble she would turn it over to Cameron. Young Allison's safety came first.

"I don't think it will be totally dark when we get back." Savannah said. "I might be able to see well enough to make a safe landing. If I'm not one hundred percent sure, I'm going to have you do it."

Cameron smiled.

"You'll do just fine." Cameron said.

Cameron checked the fuel load. She glanced back at Young Allison. She knew what she wanted.

"Open it up." Cameron said. "Let's push the redline."

Savannah was ready. She would take the Iroquois to its maximum speed and then maybe a little more.

"Let's see if we can catch the sun." Savannah said.

Savannah opened the Huey up. It was much to the delight of Young Allison.

Cameron carefully monitored all the instruments. She also listened to the mechanical components of the helicopter as it flew. Everything was good.

Young Allison thought about doing a speed run earlier herself. If Savannah wouldn't have been along, she would have. She knew Cameron would have allowed it, if not encouraged it.

It appeared Savannah wasn't only a moderating influence on Cameron but on Young Allison as well. The girls all cared about each other and loved each other deeply.

The UH-1 thundered across the darkening sky in pursuit of the sun. In this case it would be the sunset.

John Henry didn't think John needed to wait in the Command Center while nothing was set to happen. The action would occur later on. It would be better if he were to do other things now so he would be more refreshed later on.

"Do you want to rest up for a while and be back at the 'Witching Hour'?" John Henry asked. "It may be a long night. Currently nothing is happening."

John wanted a little more information first. The operation wasn't his only concern.

"I'll stay a little longer." John said. "I'd like to know where Cameron is."

John Henry felt this was a personal issue for Cameron. He thought it was something John should leave alone. He didn't want to spark any repercussions later on.

"She's out with Savannah and Young Allison, you know it. She doesn't like to be disturbed when she's with them." John Henry said. "This is a very special time for her and the three of them."

John wondered why Cameron didn't show up when everything was happening before. Perhaps it was a good thing she was out with the girls. She would have been much more reluctant to walk away. It was hard enough to get Cam to do it.

"Since she didn't return back here for the evolving episode earlier, maybe she didn't think it was too big of a deal." John said. "I know it would have been Cameron standing at the door to the building instead of Cam if she would have been in the area. I also don't think she would have reconsidered the situation. Well, unless Savannah was at her side."

John Henry believed Cameron's involvement hadn't begun yet. He was sure she knew as much about the operation as he did, even if she wasn't in the loop. She would have her own loop with CamNet.

"She may intend to be back here at the 'Witching Hour' herself." John Henry said. "It wouldn't surprise me in the slightest."

It wasn't news John wanted to hear. It was his worry as well.

"It was a thought in the back of my mind." John said. "I didn't need to hear it from you either. Now I'm even more worried."

John debated whether to contact Savannah or not and ask her to make sure it didn't happen. Then again, it would probably mean Savannah would get drug along with Cameron again and back into harm's way. Young Allison might even be included. It seemed every new scenario he came up with was worse than the previous one. It made him wonder if the whole reason why the operation was called off was because of Cameron and what she would do later on when she was freed up and arrived.

"See if you can tell where they are." John said. "I'd like to know a little more before it happens."

John Henry knew if he searched, it would bring CamNet down on him.

"There's no way to tell." John Henry said. "CamNet has masked everything. They're off the grid."

John figured as much.

"Beautiful…." John said.

John Henry thought there was an easier solution. He didn't think it would hurt to try it either. It actually made quite a bit of sense.

"You could always try calling her." John Henry said. "I'm certain she would take your call. I can't think of any reason why she wouldn't."

It almost seemed too easy to John. He actually wondered why he hadn't done it. He thought he could call Savannah or Young Allison even. He didn't know if it was a good idea to do right in front of Cameron. He was sure Young Allison would be more thrilled to receive his call and either Savannah or Cameron would under the current conditions. He decided he should try to call Cameron first.

"Maybe I will." John said.

John was sure even if Cameron didn't answer his call, Young Allison or Savannah would. He doubted Cameron or CamNet would block any call he made to his 'future mates'.

The more he thought about it, the more he wondered which one of them would take his call. Both Cameron and Savannah might not answer it and force him to call Young Allison. She always made him a little nervous when he dealt with her. He knew it was more than from watching his favorite scenes from the movie.

Great, now he wished he wouldn't have thought of the movie. Maybe now was the time to head back to his room. He could check out what he liked to see. If Cameron returned, he could really check out what he liked to see. He could do a lot more than just see. He felt in good condition right now. He was 'recharged' and ready to go.

Earlier:

Derek did everything he could to assure Riley whatever happened was fine with him and he would love her no less. He was aware Skynet was to blame for her problems. Skynet was to blame for a lot of people's problems. It was one of the reasons why he wanted to prevent it from ever coming into existence again. He wanted to prevent J-Day.

They made love for a while to reaffirm their bonds. They didn't say much to each other as they did. Words weren't really necessary right now. The way they touched each other silently 'said' what they wanted to 'say' to the other one. Their closeness and gentleness reaffirmed their commitment to each other.

Riley started to worry about Precious when they took a break. Derek was only good for so long before he needed a rest. She was still good to go, but didn't want to make him feel bad. She was very aware of the limitations of the male body.

"I want to check on Precious." Riley said.

Derek saw Riley check on Precious before they started.

"Jesse and Samantha have her." Derek said. "Precious is in good hands."

Riley was still worried. She felt a new sense of commitment within her.

"It's my responsibility." Riley said. "I'm her mother."

She called Jesse and told her she would be there in a few minutes. She still needed to get dressed. Jesse told her she could come like she was. If she did, she wouldn't need to undress when she returned to Derek.

Riley looked down at Derek as she got up. She could see it wouldn't really make a whole lot of difference how long she was gone. Derek was still down for the count.

Presently:

Derek watched Riley with Precious. Samantha returned with her. She offered to go into standby in the baby's room.

Riley felt a terrible sense of guilt about it.

"You don't have to do it." Riley said. "I still feel bad about you having to remain in the SUV at the doctor's office. I'm really sorry about it."

Samantha tried to downplay it some. She could see Riley was genuinely upset about the whole thing. It was clear Riley wanted her to go with her for support, and because she cared about her. It was the circumstances of her sheath which caused the issue.

"It was a safety measure." Samantha said. "I was there to help protect Precious and you."

There was one thing Riley wanted to make clear. She was in more than one situation where things went bad. They could go bad real fast. If it ever happened, she wanted the priorities set in stone.

"Precious always comes before me for protection." Riley said. "There's no exception to it. Precious comes first."

Samantha didn't want Riley to think along those lines. After Riley's statement, she didn't feel so bad about being there and having to wait in the SUV. If there would have been trouble, all of the humans would have been protected. It was actually good foresight on Riley's part to ask her to go along.

"There were three humans and three Terminators." Samantha said. "Everyone would have been protected."

Riley turned her attention to Derek. She thought he was out on a milk run earlier. Instead he ended up at the target location.

"Speaking of protection, what about Kyle and you?" Riley asked. "How did you end up in the danger zone?"

Derek didn't think he did anything wrong. They were the closest Resistance unit when the red flag was raised. It was all of their duty to respond. He was no exception to the rule. Besides, his brother was there and nothing would have kept him away anyway.

"I was on the way back here. I went to where Kyle was at was on the way home." Derek said. "I was with Ally. We were the closest team. I wasn't there very long. She brought Kyle and me back here."

He wasn't going to bring up the fact Kyle and him tried to stay longer. They also tried to get Ally to circle the area several times to keep them near the potential action. It was something she wouldn't do. She returned them to the base instead.

Riley figured Derek being out with Ally was better than being out with Sheila. She was a real wild card. Then again, no one ever caused any problems for anyone. The girls all seemed to be happy with each other. She missed those days sometimes….

She was feeling down for so many months, she even stopped pleasuring herself. It was a real first for her. She was doing it ever since she was a girl. She just learned how to do it better the older she got. She looked over at Derek and could see he wasn't going to be ready for a while yet. Maybe it was time to get reacquainted with what she could do for herself. The desire and the urge was very strong.

Ally and Sheila arrived at Cameron's base. They made good time along the way because CamNet gave them green lights at every intersection. It was to prevent Sheila from speeding too much and driving recklessly. They went to check on the prisoner. She was gone and the mess was already cleaned up.

Sheila looked a little disappointed. She really thought they were going to find the prisoner still there. She didn't believe the report earlier when they said everything was taken care of.

Ally was a little upset they made the trip for nothing. She didn't want to get stuck on some work detail for CamNet. They were often very dull and mundane.

"I told you we should have called first." Ally said.

Sheila looked at Cameron's Terminators.

"Let's ask one of these 'stiffs' what happened." Sheila said.

They spoke with one of Cameron's Terminators.

It appeared the female prisoner was terminated without revealing any information. Things were actually taken care of when they left to go to the airport.

Ally wondered about it. People always talked. Well, there was one group which didn't.

"I bet she was a Fanatic." Ally said.

Sheila remembered back when she pulled all the teeth out of a Fanatic's mouth to make sure there wasn't a 'poison tooth' they could use to self terminate so they could reach 'ascension'. She really didn't care how they reached ascension, she would be more than glad to send them there.

"They don't talk easily." Sheila said. "I interrogated one once. We almost got terminated."

Ally knew it was just the other night. She thought a lot of things happened in the last few days and nights. She was glad she received assistance from Young Allison. She really took things a step further and then some.

"Young Allison was looking out for both of us that night." Ally said. "She took very bold and decisive steps which protected the group you were with and me when I was alone."

Ally replayed her files of her encounter with the biker gang. She thought it would make a really great movie scene. She really thought it showed a certain sense of style.

Sheila hoped there was something else she could do. She actually hoped there was someone else she could get her hands on.

"Let's see if anything else is happening around here before we go back." Sheila said.

Ally didn't want to get stuck on some boring assignment. She knew it was her job.

"Maybe we should ask CamNet." Ally said.

Sheila was sure she could get CamNet's attention. She knew CamNet would have reviewed the earlier footage from her body cam and all the sexual activity in her room. She thought she made her point already.

"Maybe I'll flash her." Sheila said. "There's one of the security cameras."

Ally knew a bad idea when she heard one.

"Don't." Ally said. "You're going to get both of us deactivated."

Sheila made sure she was close enough to the camera so her words could be clearly heard by CamNet.

"Let's go." Sheila said. "If CamNet needs us, all she has to do is ask - for anything."

Sheila winked at the security Cameron on the way out. She made sure there was plenty of wiggle in her walk.

Ally watched what Sheila did. She thought about doing something herself but didn't. CamNet already knew what she looked like everywhere. All she needed to do was look in a mirror.

Allison found Holly after she left Vanna. Holly was with Hanna, Claire, Jan, and Summer.

Claire said they were all done for now and the girls could have some free time. They decided to watch a movie later on but practiced playing music a little longer. Summer wanted to teach Jan some more. It appeared Jan really wanted to learn more as well.

Hanna and Claire decided to stay and observe. It was really special to Claire to watch Summer work with Jan. It pleased her immensely to watch Summer teach someone else the things that she taught to her. She was sure Summer was as good as her if not better at this point in time. She knew Summer would far surpass her in everything. She thought about it for another moment and nodded her head. It would be everything.

Allison headed off with Holly to Holly's room.

"I am glad you still have a room here." Allison said.

Holly didn't really need a room but she had one anyway. It was where she kept her clothes. She didn't have many personal things. None of the Terminators did. None of the Resistance members from the future did either. There were some special events which occurred in her room.

"I never used it much." Holly said. "Whenever you're in here with me, this room always has special meaning to me."

Allison kissed Holly. It had special meaning to her as well.

It was the day Allison 'broke Holly in'.

"I know why." Allison said. "It was the start of something very beautiful."

Holly hoped there wouldn't be an 'end'. A few times she thought there might be.

"It's still beautiful." Holly said.

Allison wanted to point out real relationships experienced real problems.

"There have been a few ups and downs, with a few twists and turns along the way." Allison said. "Even though they happen, they don't happen very often. They're soon rectified and everything returns to normal. It's just the way it works for everyone."

Allison warned Holly there would be good days and bad days.

"You told me it's how it would be." Holly said.

Allison learned long ago it wasn't all fun and games. She learned the hard way how a lack of experience produced extreme results when something which wasn't good happened.

"I wanted to be honest." Allison said. "If I hadn't told you how things really work, the first time things went bad you would have panicked."

Holly felt a lot of guilt for interfering in Allison's relationship with Vanna. Maybe things were a little different when they were in Palmdale. They weren't in Palmdale anymore. Allison would have a lot more freedom now, as well as choice, to be with whoever she wanted to be with. She knew no one would turn her down.

"You're here with your true love again." Holly said. "I never should have reached out to you and made it easier for you to separate from Vanna."

Allison felt 'time' was to blame for it, not Holly. Events were driven by other events. Things happen. Most of them were beyond her control or level of influence.

"It started the day Vanna was taken from me in the future." Allison said. "A lot of things have happened since then."

Holly wanted Alison's bond to remain strong with Vanna. She knew when a rift developed, it could continue to grow. The distance could be closed sometimes or even bridged. Somehow the rest would always remain. It was like a wound which wouldn't heal.

"You two need to sleep together every night, even if you only sleep." Holly said. "You know it is easier for both of you to do it. You know I don't sleep. It is inefficient and non-productive to go into standby. They're always things to do and deal with."

Allison wasn't sure she liked the implication of what it actually meant. It most likely meant Holly would be placed in greater danger than she was in Palmdale.

"Then we won't tie up any Terminators for nocturnal duties?" Allison asked.

Holly sure she would see a little more action. She would probably end up on some of Cameron's 'off the books' operations. There didn't seem to be any shortage of those.

"It's one way to look at it." Holly said.

Holly saw another way to look at it. The more Allison was with Vanna, the less she was with others. It helped keep the competition down.

Allison didn't think any of the ways to look at it were good. She needed to deal with the present. She needed to deal with the here and now. She wanted to be with Holly.

"Vanna and Cam are busy now…." Allison said.

Holly understood Allison's drift. She actually thought it would happen sooner.

"We can be too." Holly said. "I'm ready."

Allison felt her anticipation and excitement level rise. It seemed opportunity presented itself once again.

"What are we waiting for?" Allison asked.

Holly tilted her head slightly. She was ready to go now.

"We're waiting for our clothes to come off." Holly said.

They both rapidly undressed each other. They both knew where they wanted to start. They both knew the ending. The best part would be getting there.

Jesse was all over Gail from the minute she saw her return from the carpool area.

Gail was pleased Jesse was so hungry for her. Jesse was already highly sexually aroused when they entered the room. She wondered what sparked such a high state of arousal for Jesse.

They got down to business.

They were between 'heavenly events'.

Jesse needed to get her breath back. She was very satisfied with Gail's stellar performance.

"It was incredible." Jesse gasped.

Gail was pleased with Jesse's response.

"I know what you like." Gail said.

It was how Gail could keep Jesse at the 'peak' for so long. It seemed to make time stop and all that existed was that endless feeling of satisfaction.

"You know how to keep me there too." Jesse said.

Gail was once told that if she ever wanted to be good at something, she needed to practice every day. One thing was for sure, with Jesse, there was always a lot of practice. It was every day as well.

"It's all very educational." Gail said. "I get a lot of practice." Gail said.

Jesse felt that was a two way street.

"Practice makes perfect." Jesse said. "You're perfect."

Gail smiled.

"So are you." Gail said.

Gail and Jesse were very content with their relationship. Gail could get her to where she wanted to go whenever she wanted it. She wanted it a lot. Gail always delivered.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Try Calling Her

One of the hardest things
For a couple is communication
It can lead to a lot of grief
It can cause a lot of frustration

Everyone has problems of some type
They can't always see eye to eye
It's better for them to talk
Than have one of them lie

Lying is worse than stealing
For it steals one's trust
Once the trust is gone
All that remains is dust

One needs to swallow their pride
Don't be afraid to reach out
There's no need for anger
There's no need to shout

The feelings are there
They aren't hard to stir
Sometimes it's easy to fix
Try calling her

Nobody