Chapter 1101

Not Any Part

Cameron was bothered very much by what Summer said to her. It was what she wanted, even if she wasn't actively pushing it herself. She made an unofficial 'deal' with Claire 'not to take Summer from her'. In regards to Young Allison, she didn't feel she actually 'took' anything from her in reality. The future already happened. She only made sure it stayed the same, even if it was accelerated a little. It was probably going to be accelerated a little further too. It was the whole purpose of the temporal mission. She really didn't think it was necessary.

She wasn't sure what the age 'hang up' was people experienced. It really made no sense to her. Age was just a number. It was the makeup of the person which determined what they were ready for or not. She felt education and practical experience would be better determiners rather than just a number.

The Metal girls 'conditioned' Summer at night as they did with all the females at the Young residence. Now Young Allison was doing what she wanted for her, to her own sister, in case anything 'happened' to her. There was some 'sadness' to it really. It was 'sadness' she could feel herself. It was 'sadness' she created. She was making a girl think about her own death. In response Young Allison made her own plans to cover the loss with her 'replacement'. Her 'replacement' was her own younger sister. She knew she was pushing everyone too hard. It was all Future John's fault. He is the one who sent her away to carry out his plans for the future.

It was up to her how best to do everything Future John wanted. Was the way she did things her fault? She didn't think so. What would happen if she didn't do any of them? Would John end up being terminated because of her inaction? Would it be her fault then? Everything was Skynet's fault. None of it was her fault. She needed to suppress more than a few glitch impulses. It was easier for her to do in the presence of Summer.

Cameron stayed with Summer for a while and then excused herself. She checked and saw Jan was up. She told Summer that Jan and her could study and do things together.

She headed back to the Command Center. She knew John would be there by now. She couldn't help but think about Metal Summer as she moved away from Summer's room. She looked back one time at Summer who looked up at her and winked.

Cameron managed to force a smile and hurried away. She couldn't help but think about Young Allison contemplating her own termination. Was it all her fault? She didn't know if she felt a sense of guilt or dread. She determined it was both.

John tried to find out what he could about their ever nearing cruise. It seemed Cameron really wanted to go, even if she was going to have a lot of 'down' time. He was aware of a few things. One of them would be when he was asleep. Another was when he would need to eat. Normally when he slept Cameron didn't stay in the bed beside him. He understood it was pointless for her to need to lay there and do nothing but stare at the ceiling while he snored. He didn't have a problem with her doing other things which needed to be done as far as the Resistance went.

On the ship there weren't going to be a whole lot of other things she could do while he was asleep. Most of the venues on the ship would be shut down during the hours people were normally asleep. The crew needed to sleep too. It also appeared one of the main amenities on the cruise ship were the meals. The meals were all 'fine dining' in the main dining room. He wasn't sure how it was going to play out. Cameron usually only tried a taste of food every now and then. He was worried it would draw attention from staff or other passengers. If there were a bunch of questions, he knew it would raise Cameron's threat level response. He knew there couldn't be any terminations on the cruise ship, especially when it was at sea. He certainly didn't want it to turn into a 'Deadly Honeymoon'.

John Henry spotted Cameron leaving Summer's room. He wanted to see what direction she was going to go. It was soon apparent where she was headed. He figured he better give John a heads up. He didn't want him to have any screens open which might cause a problem with Cameron. He personally didn't mind whatever questionable things John might view, because he viewed them as well. He actually found them all quite educational as well as entertaining. If anyone were to question his actions, he could simply say he verified the websites to make sure they were 'safe'. If they weren't safe, he would crash them and erase them.

"Cameron is on her way back here." John Henry said.

John Henry's statement brought John back to now. He drifted pretty far off track thinking about the cruise ship and how things would play out for Cameron.

"Thanks for the 'heads up'." John said.

John thought about asking where she was at before but didn't. He didn't want to get caught 'talking' about the cruise and make Cameron think he didn't want to go. He did want to go. It actually created a lot of excitement for him. The more he looked into it, the more it seemed like it should be a fun and relaxing time. It would keep Cameron out of combat if nothing else. He hoped in turn would keep Savannah out of combat as well.

It didn't dawn on him it would most likely put Savannah into combat if anything developed. Savannah would step up to fill Cameron's role and Young Allison would step up to fill his role. The future always knocked and got closer everyday.

The thought never occurred to him if Savannah stepped up to fill Cameron's role, Young Allison may do more than assume his role. Young Allison may step up a little further and attempt to assume Savannah's role and be at her side. If it was the way events played out, both girls would be in even greater danger than they normally were when Cameron was there. Cameron would always put herself in greater risk to protect both of them. It was what she always did for him as well.

Savannah previously sent him some YouTube videos about the cruise and the ship to watch so he would know what to expect. He knew Young Allison and Savannah were really pushing for Cameron and him to be alone. He wondered if Cameron was leaning on them again to 'step up' and make the future 'now'. If she was, they were pushing back. They sent a reminder to Cameron of what she already possessed, it was him.

John didn't want his mind to continue to drift. It was easy to get lost in the different scenarios he could conjure up. None of them were real until one of them happened. If he was on the cruise ship he really wouldn't have a whole lot of control over anything. He saw the only upside to it as Cameron wouldn't have the ability to meddle in things either. He sure hoped she didn't interfere with the daily operation of the cruise ship.

It was actually a little concerning to think about. He didn't want her to change the way things were normally done, just because they were on board. He would need to ask Savannah to make sure Cameron understood they were passengers on the ship and needed to follow the daily routine the crew was accustomed to. It shouldn't matter if CamNet owned the cruise line either. Now it would be one more thing for him to think about.

Cameron entered the Command Center. She nodded at John Henry and smiled at John.

"Hi, John. How was breakfast?" Cameron asked.

She wondered if John liked the breakfast or who made it better.

John wasn't sure of the answer he should give. He was sure no matter what he said, it would be misinterpreted somehow.

"It was good." John said. "Claire's a really good cook."

Cameron knew Claire was really good in bed too. She studied all the reports from the Metal girls. Claire and Savannah were the two most desired females. They were desired for more than just the sex. They were desired for the emotional feedback. It was something all of the girls from the future weren't as good at.

"I'm sure the 'dessert' she has to offer would be very pleasant." Cameron said. "I'm positive there are a few things you would really like to eat. I might even try a taste of them myself. You know I only sample a little bit and leave the rest for you."

John understood what she actually referred to. He decided not to comment on it. He was sure any answer would be the wrong answer. It was usually how it was. He couldn't even really joke about it, because she often didn't understand it was a joke and took it as some type of literal meaning. Somehow a joke seemed to turn into a 'personal insult', when it was never the intent. He would try and stay away from the 'dessert' comment as long as possible. He was sure it was bound to come up again.

Cameron also needed to remember another important fact. Whenever Claire talked about her sexual encounters with males, there was always a great amount of disappointment involved. She was highly dissatisfied with every experience, especially her marriage. She preferred to be with the females whenever she could. If there was a choice between a male or female, Claire would always choose the female.

Claire made her aware the males in her life were never able to deliver a 'finish' for her. It left a bad taste in her mouth. It was both literally and figuratively speaking. She believed John could deliver for Claire and make her want to come back for more. She wanted John protected. He didn't need to face assassination because of her. She couldn't help she was built instead of born. John didn't need to pay a price for her.

She didn't cook much, but she could follow a recipe. She lacked the natural flare Claire possessed. She wondered if she lacked the same thing in bed. There might be some truth to it. Much of what she did with John was routine. She wasn't so sure she liked the things which occurred when it wasn't. She allowed John to try what he wanted, even if it wasn't what she wanted or would derive any sexual benefit from it. She only needed to remind herself 'Everyone sacrifices for John Connor'. She always did what John wanted in bed. She felt the need to address her shortcomings when it came to food preparation for John.

"I know I haven't been much of a cook." Cameron said. "Maybe if I actually needed to eat to sustain myself I would be better. Maybe I should take lessons from Claire on how to do things better. I think I would need lessons in more than just food preparation to better satisfy you. I'm willing to observe and learn how to comfort and please you in every way possible."

Cameron thought she would really like to observe John with a human female, as long as it wasn't Future Riley. She wanted to see how they responded to him firsthand. Maybe she didn't respond right. She didn't think anything would hurt for him to try it a few times with the girls. If he was able to deliver, she was sure some of them would come back for more. She would also know how to properly respond the same way the human females did. John would be protected. What else mattered?

John understood the last part of Cameron's statement for exactly what it meant. He wasn't going to touch it. He thought Cameron was a better cook than his mother. He also knew she was off fighting the war and taking the risks herself so she wasn't around all the time. It reality made him remember Claire would be. He thought of Cameron's earlier words to him.

"Everyone has something different to offer." John said. "Your specialty is fighting Skynet and the evil it has spawned. Nobody does it better than you."

Cameron didn't think it would leave a very good epitaph. She didn't want to think about her destruction. It seemed inevitable.

"I hope there's more than being good at destruction." Cameron said.

John could think of a few more things Cameron excelled at. She showed him many the last few days in the bedroom and elsewhere. Cameron was very exciting to be with. He wasn't so sure she would be able to turn him into a 'sexual tyrannosaurus'. He would give it his best shot, quite literally.

"I think it is safe to say there is." John said with a smile. "You have been able to reaffirm our love for each other much better than I have. I thank you for it. I thank you for being who you are, just the way you are."

Cameron wasn't so sure if it was true or not. She felt she exhibited a number of failures and shortcomings repeatedly.

"I am what I am." Cameron said. "I can't be any more, or any less."

She actually felt she was 'less' most of the time. All of her recent time with John made her feel better about herself and everything else.

Cameron checked all the monitors. She thought about plugging in. She would be able to review everything happening. It would most likely alert her to targets of marginal value or interest to the Resistance. When she became aware of those potential threats, no matter how remote, she would want to act on them. A threat was a threat. It meant it would need to be dealt with sooner or later. If she could take care of it now, what would be the purpose of waiting?

"I want to make sure everything is good for when we're away." Cameron said. "I don't want there to be any surprises the others need to deal with."

Cameron wanted to make sure she didn't leave a mess behind. She didn't think there would be, but she wanted to make sure there wouldn't be.

John Henry wanted to know more about interacting with Young Allison and CamNet. He wasn't sure how it would be. He wondered what his role would be. He wasn't sure what level of interaction he would have. He wasn't sure what level of interaction he should have. He didn't think he would be the one in control.

"I understand I'll work more closely with Young Allison and CamNet in your absence." John Henry said.

Cameron hoped it would be a 'check' on Young Allison to not spend so much time doing Resistance work. She felt Young Allison needed to do other things and take care of herself too. She believed if there was less Resistance activity, Young Allison wouldn't need to worry so much about the operations. Hopefully there wouldn't be any operations. It never crossed her mind Young Allison would be more tied to the computer to try to fill in the gap for John not being there. She would view it as her responsibility to step up.

"I want you to make sure Young Allison doesn't spend too much time per day doing this from her bunker." Cameron said. "Hopefully she will do less, if less occurs."

John didn't think it was John Henry's job. Young Allison was very dominant. Cameron made it her goal to make Young Allison as much like her as possible for a human to be. It was clear from his dealings with Young Allison she was very much like Cameron in many ways. He wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. It was probably going to be a little of both. He believed Young Allison and Savannah were more likely to follow the directives of Cameron than they would of anyone else. It included him as well. He really didn't think he would have a whole lot of say in anything they did. It was before they would be together. He was sure after they were together he wouldn't have any say at all.

"Cameron, I think you're the one who needs to set the rules." John said. "I'm pretty sure only her mother and Savannah will have any influence over her when you're not around."

John knew Young Allison was already very 'independent'. He knew if the future played out like Cameron intended, Young Allison was going to be a handful. It wouldn't only be for him, but for Cameron and Savannah as well. His mind drifted a little. He pictured Young Allison as the one 'in charge' of the four of them. If it were the case, she would be 'in charge' of all of them.

He understood there was a lot of dissatisfaction with Future John. Maybe Young Allison and Savannah could do things differently. Maybe they could do things better. He might just be a part of it, instead of the head of it. It seemed like something he didn't want to think about right now.

Cameron wanted John to be a visible part of everything. He was the General. There were times when he needed to be more assertive and play the role. It was hard for him to be the General, and still want to go out on operations and do other things which endangered him. She wanted the General to make the first move. It was time to assert his authority. She would back his play. She usually did so.

"I want you to contact her first, and then I will later. I'll contact Savannah as well." Cameron said. "Maybe you should contact Savannah before I do too. I think it would mean more if you set the rules and I reinforce them."

Cameron wanted to try and respect protocol as best as she could over the personal relationship part of it right now. It seemed more important in their absence than it did when they were both there.

John felt Cameron wanted him to be involved in the 'dirty work'. Maybe he would meet a little more resistance then he would anticipate.

"I see we want to keep the 'Natural Order' all aligned." John said.

Cameron frowned. She knew the statement was true, but it wasn't the point in this instance. She wanted John's help.

"John, please just do it." Cameron said. "We're all trying to help. I want both of them safe too. I'm asking for your assistance. It's something I want us to work together on."

John knew Cameron didn't want to argue or fight with him over it, especially now. Even though he didn't always like the way Cameron did things, he knew she did what was programmed into her. It was something they all needed to live with. She seldom asked for his assistance with anything. She seldom asked anybody for anything. Right now she just asked him. What was he thinking? It was his responsibility, even if there were times when it didn't seem like it.

"Sure, Cameron, I'll give them both a call, hopefully when they're not together." John said. "We'll all help each other out."

It made John reflect on the internal burden Cameron faced everyday. It always seemed to come back to the things he did in the past and the things he did in the future as Future John. It seemed Cameron was the one to always pay the price.

Savannah and Young Allison went for a run to get some exercise in after breakfast. Cammy and Anna went with them. They followed behind them. Two Terminators from the Detail also followed Cammy and Anna. It was paramount the girls were always protected.

Young Allison decided she was going to cut her Detail back to two Terminators if her mother, Summer, and Allison stayed at the Resistance base. It would free up more personnel to assist with Resistance duties. She knew once she returned from her temporal trip, she would live wherever Savannah was at. She knew at that point in time they would be lovers, REAL lovers. She looked forward to the day it happened.

When the event occurred, the Young residence could become a 'safe house'. It would be like one of the many Cameron set up. It seemed Cameron owned all the properties around their house anyway. All the dogs were gone from the neighborhood too.

Young Allison glanced over her shoulder and saw Anna and Cammy back a ways behind them.

"We're ahead of everyone right now." Young Allison said.

Savannah took a quick peek back. She figured Young Allison wanted to pull a fast one. She didn't think it was a good idea nor would it accomplish much.

"We know we can't outrun them." Savannah said.

Young Allison knew different ways to 'play the game'.

"We can limit their speed." Young Allison said.

Savannah wanted Young Allison to have a better ethic. She knew Young Allison would set the rules so she couldn't lose. It was what she always did.

"It's not really fair." Savannah said. "You make it so they can never win."

Young Allison learned few things in life were fair. Cameron trained her it was about winning. If you didn't win, you lost. In the future if you lost, the very existence of mankind could be in jeopardy. She saw the nature of the contest as something different. Even if she limited the Metal girl's speed, they wouldn't get tired. They would be able to run at the same speed indefinitely. She on the other hand would get tired and start to slow. When it happened, she needed to push herself to stay up with the Metal girls.

"It's as fair as it can get." Young Allison said. "We're dealing with superior individuals. For them to compete at our ability level pushes us to try harder to beat them. If we were simply beaten at everything we tried, we wouldn't try as hard."

Savannah could see there was some merit to her statement. She was about to reply when a new threat appeared on the trail in front of them. It was a dog.

They saw a German Shepherd up ahead.

Young Allison looked around for the dog's owner. She didn't spot them. The dog wore a collar, but it didn't have a leash.

"Whose dog is it?" Young Allison asked. "Where are they?"

Savannah was cautious, but not alarmed. Not yet anyway. There was plenty for her to think about.

"Slow up." Savannah said. "We don't know if the dog is friendly or mean. I don't want to provoke it. We may do something to set it off. Remember, it's just an animal and a lot of its behavior is instinct, at least what initiates it anyway."

Savannah heard from Duplicate Allison, 'In Some Future', how Mrs. Weaver took the form of a vicious German Shepherd to confront the anti-Metal faction there. She was sure this was just a dog. She hoped so anyway.

Young Allison liked to see animals but was seldom able to. Normally there were one or more Terminators with her. Animals didn't usually act in a positive manner around them.

"I don't get to see pets too often." Young Allison said. "I'd like to."

The thought made Savannah think about Cammy and the puppy.

"You know animals don't do well around Terminators." Savannah said. "Cammy showed me she tried a new pheromone Cameron and Vanna developed. I saw her hold a puppy. It actually seemed to like her very much."

It sounded like fun to Young Allison. She wanted to hold a puppy herself sometime.

"It must have been a first." Young Allison said. "I would like to do it too. I remember sometimes people would try to give away kittens or puppies in front of the grocery store when I went with my mother. She told me we couldn't take one of them, even if they were free."

They heard someone coming up fast behind them. It was Cammy. She looked like she was ready to draw her weapons if necessary.

Cammy spotted the dog.

"Is the dog a threat?" Cammy asked.

Savannah thought Cammy was overreacting.

"It's just a dog." Savannah said.

Cammy wasn't sold.

"Is it?" Cammy asked. "Why is it unattended?"

They looked back and Anna went off to one side and the two Terminators from the Detail went off to the other side. They were setting up flanking positions.

Savannah didn't like the way things were headed. It appeared things were about to become terminal for the dog.

"I don't want the dog hurt." Savannah said. "It's just a dog."

Cammy was worried for Savannah and Young Allison. Dog bites were serious. There was no way to know if the dog received all of its shots from the Animal Clinic. It could suffer from a number of ailments. If someone abandoned it, it could be 'wild'. Its instincts would take over and it would revert back to a predator. It would need to do so to survive.

"I don't want you two hurt." Cammy said.

The girls were stopped now about thirty feet from the dog. It was still standing on the running path. It continued to look at them.

Cammy read the reports about Mrs. Weaver 'In Some Future'. She was aware with the ease Mrs. Weaver was able to move around in an animal configuration. She also realized the false sense of security humans would feel around a 'friendly' animal. She knew that Mrs. Weaver was anything but friendly.

"It could be Liquid Metal." Cammy said. "We don't have weapons with us to fight it."

Young Allison could see Cammy was serious. She felt the events were starting to get away from them. She really wasn't sure why. It shouldn't be a big deal or a problem.

"I think it is just a dog." Young Allison said. "Everyone needs to relax."

Savannah was more than worried at this point. She knew pets were almost like children to some people. They treated the pet as if it was a family member. She remembered when she was in school, there was only one problem with pets. They died. She still remembered how upset some of her schoolmates were when their pet died. It didn't matter if it was a dog, a cat, or even a hamster. It was still a loss for them. She became well acquainted with what loss felt like. It wasn't over a pet. It was over her parents. She wasn't paying attention. Cammy moved to act on her own.

"Wait here." Cammy said.

Cammy brushed past the girls and approached the dog.

As she got closer it started to wag its tail.

Cammy bent down and cautiously touched it. It began to sniff her. It licked her hand. She moved closer and hugged the dog. It seemed even happier.

"It's just a dog." Cammy called out.

There was the sound of someone on the trail ahead of them.

"What did you think it was?" Someone asked.

Cammy looked over and there was a female in her teens standing there looking at her. She held a leash in her hand. She was clearly the dog's owner.

"My sister is allergic to some animals." Cammy said.

The female looked over and saw Savannah and Young Allison standing there. She looked at Young Allison, back to Cammy, back to Young Allison, and back to Cammy.

"Wow! Your sister looks exactly like you, only a little younger." The female said. "It's my dog."

Cammy liked to touch the dog and interact with it. It responded very well to her. It was a lot like the puppy, but much larger. It acted much the same as the puppy did, but the type of interaction was different. There was something more inquisitive about the way the puppy greeted her as compared to the full grown dog. She realized the puppy hadn't seen a lot of people, where the dog had. They still both did the same things.

"It's a beautiful dog." Cammy said. "What's her name?"

The teenage female took her eyes off of Cammy and looked at her dog, and then back at Cammy.

"Her name is Princess." The female said. "She's like a princess to me."

Cammy liked the name. She hoped one of the girls chose the name for their offspring. She would suggest it if anyone needed a name.

"It's a beautiful name." Cammy said.

Savannah didn't like how the female 'checked out' Cammy, Young Allison, and her. She wasn't sure if she was jealous of the way she looked at Cammy or at Young Allison. It didn't seem like something she should make a big deal about. She wanted to move on.

"We need to go." Savannah said.

Cammy petted the dog once more and excused herself.

The female led the dog away. She gave the girls all a 'once over' as she passed them with the dog.

Young Allison was impressed with the new pheromones. She heard about them but never saw them in action. It was a totally different response than she witnessed an animal have when there was a Terminator near her. She would have liked to have touched the dog herself. She could see Savannah seemed uneasy with the visual interaction the teenage female displayed. She didn't want to make anything worse. She would try to direct the conversation away from anything specific about the individual.

"It wasn't the usual reaction I see dogs have when a Terminator is near them." Young Allison said to Cammy. "Savannah told me about the pheromones. I would have liked to have seen it myself with the puppy."

Cammy could see it being weaponized by Skynet if they found out about it. Dogs were usually the final warning if a Terminator made it as far as the interior of a Resistance base.

"They seem to work quite well." Cammy said. "It could be something for Skynet to use to infiltrate the Resistance bases. We must make sure they don't learn about it."

Savannah saw another use in their favor. She actually thought it was something important. It should help alleviate one of Cameron's fears about the anti-Metal group.

"It could keep the anti-Metal faction from knowing a Terminator is a Terminator, at least initially." Savannah said. "It could make a difference in the future…."

Cammy felt Savannah try to get around the 'Natural Order'.

"Until they got shot." Cammy said. "Then they would know."

Savannah could tell her comment upset Cammy. She just decided to drop it.

"Maybe so." Savannah said.

Cammy didn't want Savannah to question the 'Natural Order'. She wanted to make her point clear.

"You can't alter the 'Natural Order'." Cammy said.

Young Allison reached out and took Savannah's hand. She wanted to make her part of the 'Natural Order' clear to everyone.

"The 'Natural Order' will never be changed." Young Allison said as she looked at Savannah. "Not any part of it."

Savannah was outnumbered right now. She didn't want to discuss it further. Further comments by anyone on the subject were only going to cause a problem.

"Let's finish our run." Savannah said as she released Young Allison's hand.

Savannah knew Young Allison was going to be a handful when her hormones really kicked in, maybe they already did. She was sure there was some type of a test. The results would probably be irregular. It was what it was. Young Allison was a 'Cherry Bomb' pushing to be an 'Atom Bomb'.

She was sure Young Allison was going to be more than Allison and Future Allison combined. The thought didn't bother her in the slightest. It was actually something that she looked forward to. It just wasn't the time. It really made her wonder if she was the one to make the decision or not. The more she thought about it, the more she thought the decision should belong to Young Allison herself.

She might not agree with all of Young Allison's decisions and choices, but she felt she needed to respect and honor them. She was aware it was exactly what Young Allison needed to do with her decisions and choices. They all happen right in front of her. Maybe she should take solace none of them happened behind her back. Well, she did try to keep her unions with her mother as clandestine as possible. They were never totally hidden anyway.

Sheila and Ally received their new assignment. They also received some unexpected worrisome leads John Henry uncovered. They were assigned to follow up on them.

Ally was a little surprised Cameron didn't follow up on them herself. Normally she would. They were to check out some of the places the female on the motorcycle visited previously. She didn't see what for. The female was dead.

"What do they have us looking for now, a ghost?" Ally asked.

Sheila quickly glanced over at Ally. She wasn't sure about her disposition.

"Chill out, love." Sheila said.

Ally glanced back at Gail and Hanna.

"What do you two know about this?" Ally asked.

Hanna and Gail looked at each other. They just received the assignment themselves. There was no explanation other than they were to check it out.

"We don't know any more than you do." Hanna said.

Gail wondered what all the tension was about. It seemed like a rather straightforward assignment to her.

"We were asked to accompany you." Gail said. "We thought you knew what this was all about."

Ally didn't want to be a problem.

"I didn't mean to seem upset." Ally said. "I just wondered what was going on."

An idea popped into Sheila's head. She wanted to prove a point size didn't matter if properly adorned.

"If we end up near the beach, I want to see what draws more attention, my smaller norks with nipple rings, or Gail's giant knockers." Sheila said. "I want all of you to check and keep tabs so we get an unbiased and fair report."

Gail looked down at her breasts and then at Sheila.

"Do you mean you want me to go topless?" Gail asked.

Hanna didn't want any more trouble with Cameron or CamNet.

"You're going to get us all arrested." Hanna said.

Sheila looked at Hanna and smiled. She was pretty sure she could up the ante. Size and rings weren't the only thing which would catch someone's attention. Pigmentation would do it as well. It seemed like the ultimate test to her. She wanted to run it by everyone.

"We can throw some super pink nipples into the mix." Sheila said as she looked at Hanna. "It's an eye catcher too. No one has nipples as pink as you. Well, besides Vanna, Future Savannah, Savannah, Anna, and the Duplicates."

Gail glanced at Ally. She thought the natural beauty of her face would be the eye catcher.

"I think Ally will draw the most attention." Gail said. "She's the prettiest one of us and her figure is perfect. Everything about her is very well proportioned. I think it presents strong aesthetic value."

Ally felt herself cringe a little. The 'Allison' in her didn't want to be leered at, especially by males. She didn't think she looked anything close to the way Cameron, Cam, Camille, or Cammy looked.

"You're confusing me with Cameron." Ally said. "I'm not stripping for anyone."

Sheila wasn't done yet. She knew there was a way to limit the exposure to only females. There would be no males present.

"What if they are all female?" Sheila asked.

The idea appealed to Ally. She didn't want to be leered at or ogled by males. She wouldn't mind if they were females who did.

"If it's all skirts, I'm in." Ally said.

The 'Vanna' in Hanna called to her strongly with the revelation.

"Me too." Hanna said. "It has to be all females."

Gail nearly terminated a male once when he tried to look down her top. It reminded her of the things done to the girls from the future. She liked when other females tried to size her up. She felt she was better and bigger than all of them. She didn't have any droop or sag either. When her bra came off, things didn't head for her navel. It did on most of the other large busted females. She found it very unappealing to view.

"OK." Gail said. "I don't like the way males look at me. Females, I want them to look."

Sheila was ready to head for the beach right now.

"'Surf City', here we come." Sheila said.

Gail I was a little worried about what they were supposed to do. Sheila seemed to be in too big of a hurry.

"What about our assignment?" Gail asked.

Sheila looked a little disappointed. She knew business needed to come before pleasure. She felt there was a better assignment waiting for them.

"Let's get it taken care of and hit the beach." Sheila said.

Ally wanted to verify exactly where they were going to go if they went to the beach. She wasn't so sure any public location would be for females only. It also would probably be highly illegal.

"Are we going to the private nude beach?" Ally asked. "I want to make sure of it before we go. I don't want to be around any males if I'm topless or naked."

Sheila didn't think it was a big deal. It might also present them with some opportunity. If there were other females going to look at them, they would probably try to hit on them as well. She believed they would have the 'pick of the litter' in a situation like it.

"Where else would we go?" Sheila asked. "It will be like shooting fish in a barrel there."

Gail wondered why anyone would catch fish and put them in a barrel to shoot at. It didn't seem very sporting to her. Maybe they did things a little differently 'Down Under'. She would need to ask Jesse about it and why.

There was a knock on Vanna's door.

"Come in." Vanna called out.

Jesse entered the room. Vanna and Cam were sitting side by side in the bed with the sheet pulled up. When they saw who it was, Vanna released the sheet. Both Cammy and Vanna were now exposed nude down to the waist, topless. She thought it would be better if they moved the sheet all the way off of them so she could see everything. She thought it didn't really matter since she already saw both of them plenty of times. It never hurt to get an extra look in.

"It looks like I got here just in time." Jesse said with a big smile.

Vanna looked over at Cam.

Cam smiled.

"There's room for one more." Cam said.

Jesse wanted it but she was there for another reason.

"I have a favor to ask." Jesse said.

Vanna didn't see a problem with it.

"Shoot." Vanna said. "I'm game."

Jesse looked a little anxious.

"Can you cover Precious for a few hours?" Jesse asked.

Vanna reached up and touched both of her breasts. Cam 'worked' on both of them a short time ago. She needed to make sure she was good to go.

"I think so." Vanna said. "What do you think, Cam?"

Cam reached over and touched Vanna's left breast as she scanned it.

"She's ready." Cam said. "I only took a little from each one."

Cam wanted to make sure the production level remained high.

A look of relief flooded Jesse.

"Thanks, love." Jesse said.

Vanna could tell something was going on. She had a pretty good idea what it was.

"You look like you have a hot date." Vanna said.

Jesse looked like a schoolgirl.

"Claire asked to see me since Gail and Hanna are out." Jesse said.

Vanna always liked to spend time with Claire. She would like to get a piece of the action too.

"You can both stop by here later on…." Vanna said.

Jesse liked the idea.

"We'll see." Jesse said. "Thanks again."

Jesse left.

Cam looked over at the empty doorway.

"Those two are really sweet on each other." Cam said.

Vanna absentmindedly moistened her lips slightly as she thought about it.

"Claire is very desirable." Vanna said. "You know she is."

Cam could tell Vanna would prefer to be with Claire for a sexual encounter over Allison.

"I do." Cam said. "I know you like to be with her too."

Vanna didn't even need to think about what she said next. She felt it in her heart as much as she felt it in her loins.

"If I wasn't with Allison, I would be with Claire." Vanna said.

Cam scanned Vanna. She could tell it was for more than just sex as well.

"You're serious." Cam said.

All the girls were blessed with a Metal girl as a lover. Vanna knew she was with Allison. It left Jesse and Claire as a team for human lovers.

"I think Jesse will partner up with Claire first." Vanna said. "She's available without a full time human lover. There's something very special about it."

Vanna briefly wondered if they could do a 'Temporal Extraction', which would be a 'Temporal Rescue Mission'. What if they went into the future Allison and her left, and put the grab on Claire before she was terminated? They could bring her to the present and she would be alive instead of dead. She would also be much closer to Savannah's age. It would be something she would think about. There was actually a lot on her mind.

Cam thought it troubled Vanna. She could see there was a 'far off' look in her eyes.

"Does it bother you?" Cam asked.

Vanna didn't see it as a problem. There were plenty of workaround solutions.

"No." Vanna said. "There will always be sharing between all of us."

Cam gave Vanna a deep kiss. She wanted to reaffirm her position and ability with Vanna. A little reminder of what a Metal girl could actually do seemed like a good thing to do right now.

"Maybe you'd better call Riley or Samantha and see what's happening." Cam said. "That way I know how much to leave for Precious…."

Cam was afraid she would get carried away. It was easy to do once she got started. The additional sensations and reaction it produced all added to the experience and seemed to drive it further.

Vanna was ready for any adventure that involved a female. Precious still came first for her.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

Not Any Part

When a heart becomes heavy
It may need to be moved by a cart
It may take more than time
To get it to restart

Many fear the sting of love
They want to shield their heart
They can build imaginary walls
Even erect a mighty rampart

Love can be succulent and sweet
It can quickly sour and become tart
Rather than stick around
One or both would rather depart

One knows it's really over
When two would rather be apart
To try to continue further
Wouldn't seem to be very smart

Maybe they each thought
The other was a work of art
Now they want nothing from them
Not any part

Nobody