Chapter 1128

That Was A Good Suggestion

Ally was in a maintenance area somewhere below the main part of the private club. The two men who took the three incapacitated females and her captive, waited for further instructions. None of them were forthcoming. She knew it was the handiwork of the Command Center. All forms of communication were blocked.

The two men seemed to become increasingly agitated and contentious with each other as they waited. They both wanted some instructions to follow about where the females were supposed to be taken.

The first man looked at the females. He was sure they would regain consciousness very soon. He sure didn't want any of them to get a good look at him.

"Look, dude, we need to do something and we need to do it now." The first man said. "We don't know how much of the drugs any of these broads actually consumed, or what their tolerance is to it."

The other man looked at the first man with further irritation. He threw his hands in the air over his head in frustration.

"Whatever, dude, they pay me to drive, not make decisions." The other man said. "We aren't even sure where we're supposed to take them."

Ally secretly watched one of the men walk away to check on the van. The other man looked like he was about to abuse one of the females. He started to extensively touch her all over. She saw him unzip his pants. He looked around and moved in front of the incapacitated female. She was ready to spring into action. It wasn't about to happen, especially right in front of her.

The other man returned.

Ally remained where she was.

He spotted what was about to happen or already may have happened. He wasn't sure.

"What are you doing?" The other man asked.

The first man looked upset.

"Nothing, I didn't do anything." The first man said as he zipped his pants back up.

The other man was a little irritated.

"I told you to wait until we get them into the van." The other man said. "I don't want any of them coming around before they're secured. I've seen it happen before. Once they're gagged and chained down, you can have all of them as much as you want."

It was clear the first man was ready for it.

"Then what are we waiting for?" The first man asked. "I'm ready."

The other man still tried to use his phone.

"I wanted some better instructions. I'm not sure which location we're supposed to take them to." The other man said. "This isn't going according to the plan."

The first man was tired of waiting.

"I don't care. I'm going to start on this one." The first man said. "She's really tight. It's the way I like it. It is only going to take a minute or two at the most. I'll do these other two next and save the other one for you."

The first man indicated Ally.

The other man liked the way Ally looked. There was just something about her face which captivated him. His first instinct was to leave her behind in the cabana and not bring her. They were only told about three females in the cabana. There were four when they got there. He was more than infatuated with her. Maybe it's why he wanted to leave her behind. He wasn't supposed to get hung up on any of the merchandise.

"I think you'd better wait." The other man said. "I don't like how this is turning out now. I don't want this to blow up in our face and get caught with four kidnapped and abused females. We may be forced to kill them if things go badly. Then we end up with the hassle to dump the bodies somewhere. On top of it, we have to worry about getting caught while we're in the middle of doing it."

Both of the men learned from prior experience, more often than not, one of the females they dumped would end up being found at some point. They didn't want them being found with fresh traces of their DNA in their bodies. If they were found within a few days, it was almost like a smoking gun, which clearly pointed the finger at them. It took some time for DNA to degrade before it was unidentifiable.

It was clear the two men didn't know what to do at this point. They were now arguing about what to do next. It seemed as if there was more than one location. If they took them to the wrong one, it would probably be a problem for them.

Ally saw one of the other three females move her arm.

One of the men noticed it too. It was the female the man almost abused.

"Great, they're waking up now." The first man said. "This operation is falling apart."

The other man didn't want to get caught or worse. They might need to kill the females.

It was clear they lost their nerve.

"Let's put them back." The other man said. "There will always be more to harvest at a later date. There always has been. There's been a lot of fine 'stank' through here."

Both men could see it was over for now.

"I guess it's true." The first man said. "The blonde Bitch got greedy this time and bit off more than she could chew. I can't believe she tried to put the grab on nine, well, ten sluts all at the same time."

The other man did think it was rather excessive. Normally it was only one or two at a time. He liked it when it was two at a time previously. Both of the sluts could be tied down side by side in the back of the 'meat wagon'. It was easy for him to take both of them when they were secured in such a way. He didn't care if they were still drugged or not. He got what he wanted. The thing which excited him the most, was he could switch back and forth between them. It was always a good comparison to make. He knew it was all good, some of it was just better.

"We should have just gone ahead and loaded them in the van and left immediately." The other man said. "It sure doesn't look like the blonde bimbo is going to call us back anytime soon."

The first man started fondling another of the females who was unconscious still. He stayed away from the one whose arm moved.

"We should have just done what we normally do." The first man said.

The other man knew the drill.

"The plane is supposed to show up tonight." The other man said. "If they get those other sluts they were after, it's good enough. If they get caught, I really don't want to be around. There are too many unknowns right now for me. The blonde Bitch is trying to grab too many chicks at once."

The first man looked a little more worried.

"I don't feel like going back to the joint." The first man said. "I need to 'put out' in there to keep from being beaten or killed. I don't like having to 'smoke' or get 'packed'. It gets old real fast. The last time, three 'homeboys' pulled a train on me the first night. The next night it was five 'gangstas'. I was sure glad they didn't go the first night."

The other man cringed. He didn't want 'Bubba' on his back in prison.

"TMI, dude, I'm not about to find out." The other man said. "Let's put them back where they were. We can always do this later on, or wait for another time. I really think it's a mistake they're trying to stop somebody on the street and take them there. It's what they said they were going to do anyway. Let's take these tramps back where they belong. I can't believe what a bunch of trashy sluts they are. I really don't mind doing this here because no self-respecting female would ever go to a place like this, even if she didn't want tan lines. Don't they know by now the sun wrecks their skin?"

The first man looked at the well endowed female.

"I think we need to take this one first." The first man said. "I really thought I was going to get some 'one on one' time with her. I like how she looks everywhere."

The second man watched as the first man fondled the one female.

"Don't keep touching her there." The second man said. "Stop stretching it. Tuck it back in where it belongs. Sometimes I wonder what's wrong with people like you. It's probably what you got sent to the joint for in the first place."

The men left with two of the females.

Ally could hear them as they moved away from her position.

"It was just petty theft, man." The first man said. "No one even gets prosecuted for it anymore under the new DA. I think it's safe to say he's the criminal's best friend. Even if we get pinched for this, they won't hold us. They will let us go without bail. We just don't show up when it's time for the arraignment and they drop everything. I think we would have to snuff someone in front of about ten witnesses and get caught doing it for there to be any type of real punishment. I think it's only seven years anyway to kill someone. They always cut the sentence in half."

Ally listened to the men's fading voices to judge how far away they were. She could hear them laugh again. She figured they were by the trap door. She got up and looked around the area. There was no one else around.

She was able to communicate with John and John Henry once she moved nearer to the opening for the vehicles. She sent out a burst transmission of everything which occurred when she was taken underground. She filled them in on what happened so far and where she was. John made her verify she wasn't in immediate danger or threatened at this point.

"Gail is right outside." John said. "She figured you would be where you are. She's ready to come in at any time. If she would have heard any type of disturbance, she would have entered to assist you."

Ally looked down at her naked sheath.

"Does she have any clothes for me?" Ally asked.

Gail monitored the conversation. She wanted to reassure Ally there wouldn't be a problem. Unfortunately, there weren't any clothes.

"No." Gail said. "I'm ready to move in and assist you. Should I enter now and move closer to your position?"

Ally wanted Gail to use some discretion.

"Wait." Ally said. "These creeps are about to put us back. They don't have any directions from the blonde Bitch and appear to have lost their nerve. I'll go back and get my clothes after they put me back. Gail, you can take them down when they return. If you can take one alive, I think we can get them to talk about where they normally take any females when they have them in custody. There might even be two locations unless the second location they indicated was the airport. They said a plane was on its way for tonight. It looks like the girls get a one way ticket."

Gail advanced into the loading dock area.

"I'm moving in now." Gail said. "I can see you."

Ally glanced up and saw Gail.

"I hear them coming back." Ally said. "I need to play it cool. Gail, lay low for a few minutes. I'd really like to be able to get my clothes back."

Ally wanted to be put back so she could make sure the other females were OK. She would check all three of them to make sure they didn't need medical assistance. They didn't before, but things could change. She would get her clothes and then rejoin Gail. She expected Gail to have dealt with the men by the time she returned to the loading dock area. She really hoped one or both of them would still be alive so they could find where the other locations were actually at.

Sheila and Hanna were in the lobby of the motel. They watched as the four men entered and started to look around. They already arranged a sucker play with Cam and Holly. They walked right past the four men who came for them. They made sure they were noticed.

The four men looked at the two Metal girls and at each other. It looked like they hit pay dirt'.

Sheila decided to push it a little. She always liked to taunt her victims anyway. It was usually right before something was detached from their body.

"I wonder where a girl can find some action around here?" Sheila asked Hanna. "I thought you told me we would find some hot looking blokes around here. All I've seen so far are nothing but whackers."

Hanna gave Sheila a quick kiss.

"We have each other." Hanna said. "Our four friends are all in the room waiting for us. There's plenty of action for all of us. Who needs sausage anyway when there are plenty of tacos?"

Sheila and Hanna giggled.

"It's the best kind anyway." Sheila said. "They probably started without us. They started to strip when we left. They'd all be nude by now. I'm sure they're all enjoying a taco right now. At least we know how to properly satisfy each other."

Sheila and Hanna giggled again.

The four men all heard the conversation and knew the girls were headed back to their room. From the conversation they just overheard, it appeared all six of the girls were still together. It would make putting the grab on them all the easier. They weren't too far behind schedule. With all the females in one place, it would save them a lot of time.

They all thought the same thing. They would all 'go a round' with each of the six females before they took them away. It looked to be a promising operation for them despite all the traffic tie-ups earlier. They figured the only problem with 'doing' six sluts at the same time was to figure out what order to 'do' them in. They were probably going to slow down dramatically between the second and third one each. The forth, fifth, and sixth ones would take a little more effort as well as time.

They watched Sheila and Hanna walk away. They started to follow them. Sheila stopped Hanna and gave her a long kiss. The four men saw it all. It made them all 'hungrier'. They wanted to act now and put the grab on them, but they needed the sluts to go to their room first so they knew where it was.

The hungrier they were, the more careless they would be. They would think about what awaited them, instead of what else there might be before they arrived.

"I know it's them." One man said.

The other three men all nodded in agreement.

"It has to be." Another man said.

The men looked excited.

"The one slut wants some action. I say we give her some." One man said.

The men all thought the same thing.

"We might as well." Another man said. "Where they're headed, it's all they will have for the rest of their short lives. It will be non-stop action twenty hours a day for them, especially when the top honchos are done with them."

The men all thought about what was in store for them right now. They were aware things could get sloppy pretty quick when a group of males was involved.

"What a mess." One man said. "At least there will be plenty of lubrication for the next one."

Sheila and Hanna heard the conversation.

"We need to take one alive." Sheila whispered.

Hanna understood why. There may be more female captives somewhere.

"I want to know where they take the marks." Hanna whispered. "There has to be some type of holding pen somewhere before the females are sent off into sexual slavery."

Sheila was very excited at the prospect of interrogating the sex traffickers. She felt they got what they deserved for their harsh and abusive treatment of females. She didn't know what type of time table they would be under but she planned to find out what she could.

"I think we'll be able to find out a lot of things." Sheila whispered with a smile. "Everyone becomes quite talkative during a personal interrogation, especially when they witnessed what happens to someone who was slow to respond, or mouths off."

Hanna watched Sheila in action before. It was kind of hard for someone to mouth off again when they didn't have a tongue anymore.

"You do have a way with detainees." Hanna said.

John and John Henry were relieved to hear from Ally and she wasn't in immediate danger.

Ally was able to fill in all the blanks at the Command Center.

John Henry was brought up to speed with the burst transmission of what occurred while Ally was underground.

John was pleased to hear the two men lost their nerve and went to return the females back to the cabana. He wasn't pleased to hear they would just obtain more females either, later in the day, or at another time.

"It sounds like those two men got cold feet." John said.

John Henry understood why.

"Indeed." John Henry said. "Their 'boss' is unreachable, they don't know what to do, and are afraid they're going to get stuck 'holding the bag'. They are afraid they may need to kill the females. It sounds to me they would be a little less hesitant to do so if there were only one or two of them at the most."

John was sure if they abused the females, they would have killed them to cover up any investigation which was sure to follow. The females would have their DNA in several places, or at least on them. Based upon what Ally told them, it sounded as if they did the same thing before.

"I think Ally and Gail have their part of the operation under control." John said. "It looks like those three females are out of immediate danger."

John Henry saw the trap at the motel was about to play out.

"Sheila and Hanna have been able to get the four men to follow them at the motel." John Henry said. "The trap is almost ready to spring."

John received a message. He wasn't sure who the message was from. There was absolutely no indication, there was just a message. He was sure there was only one entity who could operate in such a way. He was a little surprised at the message. He thought it was a good suggestion.

"I think this is a workable idea. Maybe the girls can lure the men back out to the parking lot." John said as he looked at his phone.

John Henry tilted his head slightly. He wasn't exactly sure what John referred to.

"What would they lead them out there for?" John Henry asked.

John viewed the suggestion as a type of 'Trojan Horse', but sort of in the reverse sense.

"It would make things simpler. The men can be dumped in their own van and the girls don't need to remove the bodies after they terminate them in the room." John said. "They would have to leave them there and come back for them later. We wouldn't want someone else to find them in the meantime."

John Henry received the same message after John indicated he liked the idea. He was a little surprised at the time lag and the fact John was contacted first, and the message actually didn't go through him.

"I just received the message too." John Henry said. "It's from CamNet."

John was pretty sure where the message was from, regardless of who the messenger actually was. He was sure where the idea originated from all along. He was glad they were still working within the framework of the command structure. He wasn't sure how long it would actually last. He decided to keep his answer cordial.

"Yes, 'CamNet' is full of ideas." John said. "She's been able to express and enact quite a few things which have helped everyone in the Resistance in multiple ways. I thank her for her cooperation in working with us."

John Henry sent word to the Metal girls of the new plan. It would make the 'clean up' a lot easier for them. He thought it was a good idea and so did the Metal girls.

"I've notified Cam's team." John Henry said. "They're ready for the new plan."

John hoped it would be less risky for the girls and not leave any bodies behind. He was sure it was a suggestion from Young Allison. It bothered him she didn't seem to be concerned with causing death to those who opposed them. He figured it was Cameron's doing.

He didn't know if it was a fair assessment or not about Young Allison. There was a job which needed to be done. There was a lot of dirty work involved in doing it. The fact both Savannah and Young Allison were willing to step up and do it said a lot about their commitment to the future.

It did make John wonder if even with everything Cameron did to prepare Savannah and Young Allison, would the girls still be ready to face a Skynet future? They would sure have an advantage on survival as everything fell apart. There would be Terminators to look after them. He also knew it could turn into a liability with some people in the Resistance.

He watched Savannah prove herself in combat multiple times. He didn't think Young Allison would perform any less. He actually believed she would be more aggressive during an attack on the enemy. He doubted she would leave any of the enemy alive. She probably would make sure they were dead. Not only did dead men tell no tales, they didn't come back to haunt anyone either.

He wasn't sure if Future John was the one who should take the blame for it or not. In other words, was he the one who was responsible in the future? He could understand why some people who lost everything would hate whoever caused the loss. Terminators by construction were machines. Some people didn't differentiate which side they actually fought for. He believed the Resistance he controlled would be the solution to the problem in a Skynet future. He didn't know it for sure.

Sometimes he wondered if maybe it's really why Cameron was sent back. Maybe it was more than just to watch over him, train him, and instruct him. Maybe it was to pave the way for the future where machines and humans could coexist in harmony. He really didn't know what the answer was. Nobody might know.

Earlier:

Savannah piloted the B-25. The team was aboard. Everyone was aware of what they were up against. She would have preferred to have left Derek and Kyle behind. She actually thought about sending them with Young Allison. She didn't think it would go over very big if she would have. What they set out to do deal with what apparently was a club for females only. It meant they couldn't go in.

Cameron listened to everything happening with the Metal girls. She was glad when communications were restored with Ally. Gail was there with her now. The situation seemed to be under control. She passed word along to everyone else and it seemed to lift a weight off of all of their backs. There was still the crew who was sent after the other Metal girls which needed to be dealt with along with the blonde Bitch.

Savannah followed the operations as best as she could. They were two thirds of the way to Santa Monica now. Earlier she thought about landing at Van Nuys to let Kyle and Derek off, along with Bob. It wouldn't cost her too much time, but it still would slow her down some. John Henry was able to clear all the airspace and they were cleared to come in for a landing as soon as they arrived. She heard the part about the plane which would be used to transport the girls taken captive. So far they didn't know exactly where it was going to be. There were dozens of airports around the Southland. It could be any one of those. Due to the nature of the cargo transported, they doubted it would be LAX.

"Do they know where the transfer is supposed to happen at?" Savannah asked Cameron.

Cameron was glad the tanker topped off the fuel tanks. They had over a thousand mile range of fuel available to them. It was probably time which would be their greatest enemy if the location wasn't close

"No." Cameron said. "Maybe we should stay airborne until we find out and we can head there instead. You have plenty of fuel to stay airborne for hours if needed, or we can reach any airport in the three state area. A Mitchell has very 'long legs'."

Savannah wanted the option to be where the jet would land. She would have Cammy and Bob deal with the threat. She would ask Cameron to stay and 'protect' the Reese brothers and her. In reality, they would be 'protecting' Cameron from damage. If Cameron stayed to 'protect' them, there was much less likelihood of her being damaged. Then again, if a threat became real, she would do everything to protect them and end up even more heavily damaged. Right now she might as well enjoy the flight time until they came up with an accurate answer.

"I'm all for it." Savannah said. "Have John Henry give me a set of flight instructions to follow. I can stay out of everyone else's way. I don't want a lot of closed airspace because of this. It will affect air traffic at LAX soon. It may end up on the news."

Cameron wanted to narrow down the field of possibilities. Based on the information Ally was able to tell them about what she overheard, there was one location which seemed to stick out more than the rest.

"CamNet is checking all incoming and outgoing flights." Cameron said. "I would think it would be a flight related to Southwest Asia. If there is a private jet coming in from there. It's the one I would bet on. There are three possible hits right now."

Cammy handled some radio traffic.

Cameron received an update from John Henry.

"We're headed to the right airport." Cameron said. "One flight is headed for San Francisco, and one is headed for San Diego."

Savannah thought maybe they just got lucky. Then again it was the closest airport to where everything was occurring. It seemed to make more sense to her. It was their original destination as well because of the proximity to the action.

"Let me guess, the third one is headed for Santa Monica." Savannah said.

Cameron wanted to be in place at the airport before the jet landed.

"Yes." Cameron said. "One flight is headed for Santa Monica Airport. John Henry will delay them until after we land. We'll remain at the airport."

Cameron called up satellite images of the Santa Monica airport and started to formulate a plan.

She was sure being at the airport ahead of the arrival of the suspect jet would make them less suspicious than if they would arrive after it landed. If they were already at the airport it would be unknown to the crew of the other plane how long they were there, if they were even spotted. She needed to find out more about what was happening with the other teams.

Anna watched Young Allison go over every detail. It always impressed her when she came up with a good idea which would benefit the operation. She was pleased Young Allison was more vocal about the things she came up with. Until the last few weeks, Young Allison didn't become directly involved. She would mention things to her, and she would forward things to CamNet. Everything was different now. Everything was for the better.

"It was a good suggestion you made to CamNet for Cam's team." Anna said.

Young Allison came up with the plan to get Cameron back home sooner to John. They needed to be ready for tomorrow. The fact there were about to be six or seven deaths didn't bother her. After the report was received from Ally, it appeared there would be at least nine deaths at this point. She was pretty sure not everyone was going to die right away either. It didn't bother her they might face enhanced interrogation by Sheila. It was the perpetrators who chose the lifestyle they lived. It was the perpetrators who abused females multiple times. It was the perpetrators who need to face justice and pay the price. Payback was a Bitch. In this case it was a group of them.

"With my idea, we can get the operation cleaned up sooner." Young Allison said. "I want Cameron and John to have everything taken care of as early as possible tonight."

Anna hoped maybe it would work out.

"It looks like things are wrapping up some." Anna said.

Young Allison wanted it as well, but there always seemed to be a glitch or two.

"Let's hope so." Young Allison said. "You know how these things go."

Young Allison was more worried something would turn up related to the Grays or the Fanatics before the evening was done. It alone would be a game changer. It would be something harder to keep Cameron out of. It was something she would watch out for and be ready to act on immediately. If a Skynet related threat was detected, she may completely bypass the Command Center and have CamNet act on her own. CamNet could inform the Command Center as to what went down as it happened.

She didn't want Cameron and John to cancel their plans. Savannah made it clear to her of the importance for John and Cameron to tighten their relationship up. She was very specific once Cameron made them start a sexual relationship with John, it would distance Cameron some from him as she grew closer to them.

Young Allison let out a long breath. The future was unstoppable. It seemed to hold much promise along with a lot of trepidation. She still couldn't help but think about the images she viewed on the internet. Why did some of those things even need to happen? Why did they need to happen the way they did? What was the point? Why couldn't things just be 'normal'? She shook her head several times to clear her mind. She needed to stay with the operation, and any other operation which may develop.

Cam waited in the motel room with Holly. It was where they expected to take down the men who attempted to take them captive. The men should be under the assumption there were still six of them together. Gail and Ally were currently elsewhere.

John Henry communicated the new plan to Cam.

Cam believed it would make their 'job' much easier. It would certainly speed things up.

"I think it's acceptable." Cam said. "We won't have to wait as long to get rid of the bodies."

John wanted them to try it anyway. He wanted things over and cleaned up. He didn't want it to get away from them and turn into a big episode. He didn't want a gun battle going on in a motel or on the city street if it was possible to avoid it.

"It's the idea." John said. "I want to get everything wrapped up."

Cam knew the blonde Bitch was on her own right now. She was most likely headed for their location. All of her communications were cut.

"Where's the blonde Bitch at now?" Cam asked.

John Henry looked at a zoomed in image from a drone.

"I have her delayed in traffic." John Henry said. "From the drone footage, she appears highly agitated at the delay and not being able to call anyone. I've witnessed her pound her fist on the steering wheel three different times so far. I'm pretty sure she wants to break her phone, or throw it out the window in frustration at this point."

Cam wanted to turn the blonde Bitch over to Gail. She was aware it was very personal to Gail at this point.

"Good." Cam said. "I would like to keep her alive until Gail and Ally return."

John Henry thought he could maneuver Gail and Ally to the motel ahead of the blonde Bitch. He made some quick calculations and believed he could do it with traffic management. Gail and Ally would need to finish up first.

"I'll make sure she stays jammed in traffic." John Henry said. "I'll guide Ally and Gail around the mess. They should be able to get in front of her."

Cam told Holly the new plan.

"It sounds good to me." Holly said. "We can hope Ally and Gail will already be out in the parking lot by the time the blonde Bitch arrives."

Cam wanted to make sure the men saw the room was empty when they passed. She wanted to keep them together for a swift take down.

"We just need to make sure the door to the room doesn't close tight so they can check the room and have all of them follow us." Cam said. "I will clue Sheila and Hanna in. They should be here in about fifty seconds."

Holly made a quick sweep of the room.

"I'm ready to go." Holly said. "The room is clear."

Cam was already at the door. She was ready to open it so they could go out.

"Mel, Al, and Jim are all ready." Cam said.

Holly could hear the group approach. Sheila and Hanna were ahead of the pursuers. It was all happening at the speed someone could walk. It indicated there wasn't a threat, yet.

"I hear them coming." Holly said.

Holly didn't get to go on many sex trafficking operations. She looked forward to delivering some justice to future Scavengers. She thought of Allison and decided she would like some payback on her behalf. She understood why Sheila was so violent with the future Scavengers she dealt with. It was for what was done to Jesse as much as what Jesse did to others. She just wanted payback for what was done to Allison and the other girls. Why should other females need to suffer in this timeline either? She could do something about it. She was glad Cameron often did.

The two men returned and moved Ally last.

"Damn this Bitch is heavy." One man said.

The other man thought the same thing.

"We're just getting tired from lugging these sluts around." The other man said.

They dumped Ally back where they found her. Both of the men touched all the females again before they headed down the trap door. Ally saw all three of the females were starting to stir. It was a good sign. They would probably think they drank too much, or used too much of whatever narcotic the blonde Bitch supplied to them.

As soon as Ally heard the trap door latch close, she was up and out of the cabana. She headed back and got her clothes. She ran out the front entrance and around to the side.

Moments ago:

Gail followed the men as they took Ally up and placed her back in the cabana. She thought they should have returned a little quicker than they did. She figured they fondled all the females one more time. She was sure Ally was going to be steamed. She knew how she felt when males just looked at her. She couldn't imagine them actually touching her. She was sure she would crush the hand which offended her into pulp. All the bones and tissue would be compressed into something about the size of a lime.

She watched the men secure the latch on the trapdoor and start back towards the van.

"Maybe we should have kept one of them." The first man said.

The other man looked at him and wondered what was wrong with him.

"What kind of a panic would it have started when her three friends woke up and she wasn't there?" The other man asked. "If we were going to keep one of them, we needed to keep all of them."

The first man looked back over his shoulder as they headed towards the van. It was clear he thought about going back and doing it.

"After touching those sluts everywhere, I really feel like I need to get some." The first man said. "I think I could do the next bimbo I ran into. It wouldn't matter if she was ugly, or weighed three hundred pounds either."

The other man looked at the first man and just shook his head as they walked.

"Dude, I'll drive, you can knock one off in the back of the van if you need to." The other man said.

Gail watched the men get closer as they talked with each other. The more they said, the more it seemed to irritate her. She wanted to take the men alive so Ally could deal with them. She thought about the best way to do it. Maybe she should just let the men walk right up to her.

She unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse. Her giant breasts almost popped out of her top. She forced a smile onto her face. She knew it was one of her shortcomings normally. She knew she needed to smile more. It just wasn't in her nature. It was time to turn on her infiltration programming and put some charm into her actions.

Gail moved off to the side a little bit and stood behind a cabinet. She wanted the men to unlock the van.

The first man looked back in the direction they came from.

"Let's just go." The first man said.

The other man took out a set of keys and unlocked the back of the van. He opened the rear door.

"Have at it, dude." The other man said.

The first man looked angrily at the other man. He was about to say something.

Gail decided it was time to act. She made sure there was a smile on her face.

"Excuse me, I think I'm lost." Gail said. "This is my first time here and I think I took the wrong turn. Can you tell me how to get to the lobby please?"

The two men quickly looked at each other, and then back at Gail.

"Did you say it was your first time here?" The first man asked.

Gail smiled at the men as she walked closer to them.

"Yes." Gail said.

The other man looked at the first man, and at the back of the van with the open door. They both exchanged a slight nod. It looked like things just turned better for both of them, a lot better.

"Were you going to meet any friends?" The other man asked.

Gail stood right in front of both of the men. Their eyes were glued onto what they could see of her breasts. It was a lot. It actually irritated her more this time, than it did the last time some other loser did the same thing.

She reached out and grabbed both men by the neck as she lifted them in the air. She squeezed on their windpipes to cut off the supply of air to their lungs and blood to their brain. She didn't want to kill them yet if she could avoid it. They both struggled frantically as they tried to move her hand off of their neck.

The smile disappeared from Gail's face and her eyes glowed red.

"No." Gail said. "I decided to make two new ones."

She choked both men out and tossed them in the back of the van. She took one look around, and followed them inside. She emerged a short time later and closed the back door of the van. She took another look around and headed for the front of the van. She spotted Ally heading in her direction at a run.

Ally arrived at the loading dock.

Gail stood there in front of the van. She tossed Ally the keys.

"Both of the men are secured in the back of the van." Gail said.

Ally wanted to thank Gail for coming to her aid if she would have needed it.

"Thanks, Gail." Ally said. "Thanks for coming back for me."

Gail knew the Metal girls would always help each other, even at a great risk to themselves.

"You would have done the same for me." Gail said.

Ally wondered if Gail killed one or both of the men.

"Are the men terminated?" Ally asked.

Gail smiled.

"Not yet." Gail said. "Based on what I heard and saw, I thought you would want the privilege of retribution. It seems they like 'touching'."

Ally felt 'dirty'. Both men 'pawed' her over extensively. She did want some payback.

"I may go 'Sheila' on them." Ally said. "They touched me 'everywhere'. When I say 'everywhere', I mean 'everywhere'. One of the men really touched one of the females even more extensively. I didn't like the way he stretched some things out. It was very rude and inconsiderate on about five different levels."

Ally needed to use a lot of self-control to keep from taking them down previously.

Gail didn't see why Ally couldn't do the same thing with a little more force.

"I guess you get to return the 'favor'." Gail said. "Let's go."

Ally climbed in the van. She looked in the back. The men were shackled and gagged. She smiled. She started the van and pulled out. She followed Gail who was back in her SUV. They headed for the motel. She expected to get some payback with interest.

Gail checked on the location of the blonde Bitch. They still needed to keep their 'date with destiny'. She was pleased they would be able to intercept her at the motel. It should leave them with nine bodies to dispose of. Based on how steamed Ally was, it might be nine bodies and a few detached items. If they had the time, she would even let Sheila give the blonde Bitch a little 'special attention' before she snapped her neck. She understood Sheila one of them to suffer for the rest of their life when she worked on them. She knew it would be the case with the blonde Bitch. It would just be a little shorter life than Sheila would prefer.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

That Was A Good Suggestion

A world of fantasy or reality
At some point they collide
Will one try to run and hide
Will they comply and abide

Does it make a difference
Does anything really matter
When all one hears is chatter
Substance tends to scatter

People don't want the truth
They see but remain blind
They pass through life resigned
They are free but yet confined

Like mindless minions they wallow
Where does it start or end
On whom can one ever depend
It only works if everyone will pretend

People speak words without meaning
There's nothing without communication
Life itself is what one should question
Now that was a good suggestion

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