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Author: Nick Scipio
Title: Summer Camp - Book 1: Susan
Part: Chapter 21
Universe: Summer Camp
Summary: Coming-of-age story about a teenager whose family spends 
their summer vacations at a nudist camp.
Keywords: mf, teen, oral, voy, mast
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Summer Camp - Book 1: Susan
by Nick Scipio

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

When we got to the top of the falls, everything was just as we'd 
left it. Instead of immediately heading for the blanket, however, 
I tugged on Gina's hand and we waded into the cool water of the 
shaded end of the pool.

Once we were up to our hips, I pulled her towards me and 
encircled her with my arms. She eagerly pressed against me and I 
brought my lips down on hers, luxuriating in the warmth of her 
body against my own.

She put her arms around my neck, and suddenly I felt her slight 
weight on me as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I lowered 
us into the water so that only our shoulders and heads were above 
the surface, and pressed my lips against hers again. She eagerly 
responded, darting her tongue against my own.

We broke the kiss, both of us breathless and grinning madly at 
each other. She clamped her legs around me and ground her pubic 
bone into my abdomen. As I reached down to support her by her 
beautiful ass, she kissed me again. I savored the taste of her 
lips and the feeling of her hot pussy pressed against my 
midsection.

Thinking about her luscious body pressed against me, I felt my 
penis become erect, in spite of the cold water. She felt it too 
and ground against me again. I pulled back from her lips and she 
opened her eyes. I stared at her in wonder, once again amazed and 
excited. Her eyes softened and she smiled shyly.

"What?" she asked.

"I love looking at you."

She lowered her dark eyes, her long, beautiful lashes fluttering 
as she blushed.

I tenderly kissed her forehead and felt her press against my 
lips.

She looked up at me, her eyes full of love and happiness.

I blushed and averted my gaze.

"What?" she asked.

I raised my head and once again looked into her searching eyes. 
"I want to be the kind of man that I see in your eyes when you 
look at me."

Her eyes filled with tears and she was suddenly kissing me. I 
closed my own eyes and simply enjoyed her, inhaling her 
intoxicating fragrance and reveling in the feeling of her lips 
upon mine.

She pulled back and smiled at me again, white teeth against her 
brown skin a stunning contrast.

"I'm glad we could come up here today," I said softly. "I've 
really enjoyed it."

"I'll bet you have," she said slyly. Then she grinned. "So have 
I. I'm glad Kendall could come with us. I think your mom was 
right. There was no way my folks would've let us come up here 
alone."

"Yeah." I wanted to say I was glad Kendall had come too, but I 
didn't think it would be a good idea to show too much 
appreciation for her.

"She's really pretty cool after all."

"Yeah."

"And she's really beautiful, in a non-stuck-up way."

"Yeah."

Gina laughed at me. I frowned, confused, and she covered her 
mouth with her hand.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"You."

"Me?"

She nodded. "Yeah," she said, aping me perfectly.

"What?" I protested.

She laughed again. "You can say you like her, silly."

I frowned.

"It's okay. I know you don't like her that way."

I quickly shook my head.

"Good."

I was still uncomfortable discussing it. I guess the problem was 
that I really _did_ like Kendall. I really did think she was 
beautiful. And what scared me the most was that I wasn't sure I 
would, or even could, resist her if she threw herself at me. Fat 
chance of that happening, I thought to myself. _"Beautiful super-
model girl falls for pudgy 15-year-old. Film at 11!"_

"What're you thinking about?" Gina asked, watching my face 
intently.

"Nothing," I lied, shaking it off.

She looked at me quizzically, but let it slide. "You wanna see 
what Kendall's up to?" she asked, grinning mischievously.

No, I thought. "Sure."

Gina disentangled herself from me and swam towards the boulder at 
the edge of the falls. She had laid our towel on the bolder 
earlier, to let it dry. She climbed onto it, lay on her stomach, 
and peered over the edge. I moved behind her, straddling her 
upper thighs, and nestled my erection against her warm ass. She 
looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes smoldering, and wiggled 
her hips. I leaned against her, supporting myself with my hands 
on the boulder, and we looked over the edge to the quarry below.

Kendall was lying on her back, one leg bent, reading her book. 
She was idly rubbing her stomach. I quickly lost interest and 
began rubbing Gina's back. She groaned and writhed in pleasure as 
I massaged her shoulders and back. All the while, she was looking 
over the edge of the rim-wall boulder.

"Mmmmm, that feels good," she purred.

"Good."

"Mmm hmm."

I rubbed for several minutes, languorously moving my hands over 
her smooth back. I was really enjoying just being with her, 
rubbing her, my erection snuggled between her cheeks.

"Paul," she said softly. "Look."

I looked over her shoulder at the flattop boulder below. Kendall 
had set down her book and was slowly running her fingers through 
her pubic hair. She sat up for a second, took a good look around 
the rim wall, and when she didn't see any sign of us, she lay 
back down. For a moment, I wanted to duck. But then I realized 
that there was no way she could see our two heads barely sticking 
over the boulder. With the trees behind us, we blended right in.

When she lay back, she once again moved her hand to her crotch. 
She started slowly rubbing her hand over her slit. I felt Gina's 
ass cheeks clenching and unclenching as we watched. I silently 
looked at Gina, from above and behind her. She unconsciously 
licked her lips, intent on the scene unfolding below us. A small 
grin played across my face as I returned my attention to Kendall.

The girl below us slowly spread her legs, and although I couldn't 
see that well because of the distance, she looked like she'd just 
inserted a finger in her pussy. Gina drew a sharp breath and I 
felt her tense beneath me.

"You like watching her, don't you," I said softly.

She swallowed hard and nodded.

I shifted slightly and slid my erection between her legs, bumping 
her pussy with the crown. She gasped and then drew another sharp, 
shuddering breath. Then she looked over her shoulder fearfully.

"Don't worry," I said reassuringly. "I'm just teasing you. Not 
yet. Okay?"

She bit the inside of her lip and nodded, smiling shyly. I bent 
forward and kissed her brow and she relaxed.

I bumped my erection against her pussy, teasing her clit, and she 
whimpered. Then she returned her attention to the quarry and the 
scene below. I did as well, once again privately--very privately-
-marveling at Kendall's body. She had her legs together now and 
was busily rubbing her pussy.

I kissed the nape of Gina's neck and then moved to her ear. I 
pulled her hair back and kissed the soft curve of her lobe.

"Watching her makes me want you so much," I said in a hoarse 
whisper.

Gina thrust her hips back against me, pressing her steaming pussy 
into my erection. I kissed her again, along the line of her neck, 
and she sighed. I breathed against her shoulder, softly, and then 
kissed her again, my lips drinking in the sun-warmed texture of 
her smooth skin.

All thoughts of Kendall banished, I began kissing along Gina's 
shoulders and neck. I moved her hair aside, draping the lustrous 
black mass over her left shoulder. Her neck and cheek exposed to 
me again, I brought my lips down and caressed her with them. She 
dropped her head and sighed.

I moved my hips and my erection rubbed against her simmering 
pussy, the wiry pubic hair parting before my firm glans. She 
whimpered again and arched her back against me.

"Do you want me to go down on you?" I asked, gently, softly, 
tantalizingly.

She nodded shakily.

I lifted myself from her thighs, my erection springing up, and 
put my hand on her shoulder, drawing her to me, rolling her onto 
her back. Her hair fanned out as she turned, and I once again was 
awestruck by her beauty. I smiled down at her, trying to put all 
the love I felt into my expression. She looked at me and her lids 
drooped drunkenly, her lips parting.

I leaned forward, feeling her hard nipples press against my 
chest. Her sweet breath washed over my lips as I pressed them 
against her. I kissed her deeply, savoring the feeling of her 
body against my own.

I drew back from the kiss, leaving us both breathless. With my 
cheek, I turned her head and kissed the hollow of her neck and 
jaw. She arched her back, pressing against me, and sighed. I 
kissed down the exquisite length of her neck to her collarbone, 
light, feathery kisses that made her squirm with pleasure.

I scooted down her body, kissing as I went, and then moved my 
mouth over her right breast. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, a 
sleek brown pebble of nerve endings, and she gasped. Her areola 
was crinkly and erect with her desire, and I circled it with my 
lips, flicking my tongue against her nipple.

I withdrew my lips and blew on her saliva-slick nipple, causing 
her to shudder. Switching to the other breast, I did the same 
thing, eliciting another shuddering gasp. I gently bit her erect 
nipple and pulled back slightly, pulling her pliant breast after 
me. She arched her back and clutched my head with her hands, 
staying my motion. I released her nipple and then circled it with 
my tongue.

I pulled out of her grasp and kissed down to her navel, my hands 
gripping her hips. Then, I brushed my cheeks against the soft 
skin of her trim stomach and planted a kiss on her belly button.

I moved off the towel and felt the rough surface of the boulder 
beneath my knees. Moving down further, I eased into the cold 
water of the pool, supporting myself on the sandy bottom. Moving 
one hand under her knee, I lifted her leg and slid my shoulder 
under it. With a touch on her inner thigh, I shouldered my way 
between her legs, kissing her thighs as I went.

She quivered in anticipation as I brought my face close to her 
pussy. I held there, not touching her, and I could feel the heat 
of her skin, so near my face. Her pubic hair was already moist 
from her escaping juices, and I once again marveled at her pussy. 
Her lips were very compact, and I could easily see them through 
the sparse covering of her pubic hair.

I felt her shifting nervously and grinned to myself.

"Sometimes, I like just looking at you. You're so beautiful down 
here," I said softly, kissing her inner thigh.

I darted my tongue forward and barely touched her labia, causing 
her to start. Moving closer, I licked along her slit, feeling the 
few wisps of pubic hair brush against my tongue.

"Mmm," I breathed. "And you taste so good."

She relaxed and whimpered, putting her hands on her thighs, near 
my ears.

I kissed her labia tenderly and rubbed my cheek against her inner 
thigh, inhaling her heady aroma. My erection swelled further, 
despite the cold water, and I kissed her again. She rewarded me 
with a gasp for my efforts.

She whimpered and thrust her hips up at me, and I smiled to 
myself again. With my fingers, I parted her labia, just slightly, 
and licked along her slit. I tasted the tangy-sweet flavor of her 
arousal and kissed her mons, directly over her hooded clit. She 
bucked against me again, and I pressed down with my lips, putting 
delightful pressure on the sensitive little berry.

With a gasp, she stiffened and I ran my tongue along her slit 
again, parting it gently with a little pressure. Using my 
fingers, I spread her open some more and caught my first glimpse 
of her inner lips. They were slick and shiny with her juices. I 
kissed her slit, nudging her hooded clit with my nose and then 
parted her lips to lick the tender pink fold where her inner 
labia joined the outer one. I switched sides and repeated the 
motion, delighting in the texture of her skin against my tongue.

I carefully wormed my right index finger into her opening, 
feeling the hot moisture of her arousal. The slightly ridged 
walls of her tight pussy clutched at my finger as I slowly 
inserted it. She shuddered as I spread her apart, and I leaned 
forward to lick her again.

I twisted my finger inside her, pressing against the walls of her 
vagina, and then withdrew it. Using both hands, I gently spread 
her lips and licked the length of her slit, enjoying her 
reaction. I flicked the tip of my tongue against her hooded clit, 
circling it and making her gasp.

Pressing my lips against the top of her pussy, I sucked her inner 
labia into my mouth, moving them against each other with my lips. 
She shuddered as I nuzzled my lips against her mons, putting 
pressure on the base of her clit. I pulled back and once again 
admired her pussy. Her inner lips were already swollen and dark 
pink, slick with my saliva and her lubricating juices.

By now, she was gyrating her hips, trying to get me to put 
pressure on her clit. Her legs were shaking with suppressed 
desire and I once again grinned to myself. I leaned forward and 
darted my tongue into her opening, dragging it upward and 
spreading her inner lips. At their junction, I flicked up under 
the hood and felt the tip of her engorged glans.

She quivered and gasped as I began sucking on the protective hood 
of her inner labia. I pressed my upper lip against the base of 
her clit, enjoying the shudder it induced. Her hips were now 
quaking with desire and need.

"Paul, pleeeeeeease."

I grinned mischievously to myself and kissed her mons lightly, 
without any real pressure.

She bucked her hips against me, but I pulled my head back, 
teasing her.

"God! Please, please, please, please," she hissed desperately.

I opened my mouth and placed my lips around her hooded clit, 
feeling her wispy pubic hair tickle my nose, my cheeks, my lips. 
I pressed my tongue against the base of her engorged pearl and 
pressed down firmly, rotating it with small motions. She arched 
her back and grabbed my head, holding me against her.

I circled her clit with my tongue, getting her hood slick with my 
saliva. Then, I puckered my lips and sucked her inner labia into 
my mouth, laving them with my tongue. I spread her open further 
and began to lick her slit with long, slow strokes, spreading her 
apart with the muscle of my tongue. She moaned as I flicked my 
tongue up against her clit on each pass.

I moved my left hand around her leg and rested my palm against 
her abdomen. With my thumb, I began tickling the base of her 
clit, driving her wild. I pulled her hood back and exposed her 
pink berry to the wet attentions of my tongue, causing her to 
gasp and thrust her hips at me.

I licked her slit again, relishing the fresh lubrication her 
pussy was providing. My thumb a mad blur on the base of her clit, 
I began to lick and suck the exposed bundle of nerves. Her moan 
rose in volume and I only licked harder. With a shriek, she came, 
clamping her thighs around my head, holding me against her pussy 
with strong muscles.

I rode her bucking hips as her orgasm built to a crescendo, my 
thumb still dancing over the base of her clit. Her orgasm washed 
over her like a tidal wave, her body quivering against me 
deliciously.

Suddenly, her wail turned into a whimper as her clit retreated, 
and she drew a deep, quivering breath. I stopped moving my thumb 
and tongue at the same time, her clit far too sensitive to endure 
any attention. I spared only moment's thought that Kendall might 
have heard, returning my attention to Gina's shuddering pubis.

Her breathing was ragged and her hips jerked against me as she 
finally relaxed her powerful thighs and released my head. I 
grinned again and inhaled the musk of her orgasm. Her hips still 
spasming, I kissed her mons, and then the crease between her leg 
and pussy.

Lifting myself out of the cold water, I crawled up her body, 
kissing as I went. She was still twitching with the aftershocks 
from her orgasm, and her tanned and taut body was hypersensitive 
and quaking with pleasure. I kissed between her breasts and then 
up her neck.

She was incredibly warm and soft against my own water-chilled 
skin, and I felt a pang of guilt for touching her. When I reached 
her lips with my own, however, I banished all thoughts of guilt 
as she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me to her. She 
wrapped her legs around my hips and held me against her, clinging 
to me as if her life depended on it.

Whimpering and still breathing in ragged gasps, she clutched me 
tightly, burying her face against my warm neck. I held her as she 
slowly came down from the high of her powerful orgasm, thoroughly 
enjoying the feeling as her body slowly, exquisitely slowly, 
relaxed.

She held me tight for at least five minutes, shivering and 
trembling with the aftereffects of her tremendous orgasm. When 
she let her head fall back to the towel-covered surface of the 
boulder, she smiled drunkenly at me. I grinned wryly and kissed 
her tenderly. When I pulled back from the kiss, she stared at me 
in wonder, eyes sleepy and wide at the same time.

"I don't know what I've done to deserve you," I said softly, "but 
I'm glad, whatever it was."

-----

Because of the cold water, and because I was concentrating on 
Gina, my erection had subsided. My penis was limp as we finally 
separated, some time later. I covertly looked at my watch and 
realized that we only had about a half an hour before we'd have 
to head down to collect our gear, and Kendall.

Instead of easing back into the water, I stretched and stepped to 
the solid edge of the pool. Gina stood on wobbly legs and smiled 
shyly at me. I extended my hand to her and she took it. She 
gracefully stepped down from the boulder, bending down to 
retrieve the towel as she reached solid ground.

We walked to our spread blanket, and she looked up at me with her 
beautiful, liquid brown eyes; I felt my knees go weak. I brushed 
the back of my finger along the line of her jaw and cupped my 
hand around her neck, drawing her to me. We kissed, tenderly, and 
her body melted against mine.

"I love you," I said, breathless after breaking the kiss.

She flowed into my arms, hugging me tightly, laying her head on 
my chest. "I love you too," she whispered.

I caressed the line of her back, breathing in her scent and 
enjoying the sun-heated warmth of her glossy black hair.

With a mischievous twinkle in her eye she slowly sank to her 
knees. She sat back on her heels and pulled my hips towards her. 
With her fingers, she tucked her hair behind her ears and leaned 
forward, maintaining eye contact with me the entire time. My 
penis twitched and she saw the motion out of her peripheral 
vision. With a wicked smile, she kissed the tip of my slowly 
expanding member.

She held my eyes and laughed, low and soft, and I felt her hot 
breath bathe my cock. It twitched again and she kissed the rising 
tip. She kissed me again as my penis slowly expanded towards its 
full length. Once it was hard enough to jut out, she turned her 
head and kissed my balls. The soft, smooth skin of her cheek 
rubbed the underside of my cock and I shuddered.

Her hands still on my hips, she held me close, gently kissing and 
licking my balls. The feeling of her breath washing over my 
scrotum was incredibly arousing, and my cock quickly hardened 
completely. She felt it and laughed again, causing me to shiver 
with anticipation.

She kissed the base of my penis and slowly moved along my length 
towards the tip, brushing me with her lips as she did. Kissing 
the underside of my glans, she caught my eyes again and smiled. I 
tried to pour all the love in my heart into my eyes as I looked 
at her kneeling before me. She smiled again and closed her eyes, 
capturing my head with her lips and sucking it gently.

My cock swelled further and she flicked the slit with her tongue. 
I watched, mesmerized, as she opened her lips, eyes still closed, 
and took more of my length into her mouth. When she had half of 
me within her mouth, she clamped her lips tight about my shaft 
and caressed me with her tongue.

I drew a deep, shuddering breath and exhaled slowly. The sight of 
her beautiful, sun-browned face with her lips wrapped around my 
cock threatened to overwhelm me. With exquisite patience, she 
slowly dragged her tight lips back down my shaft, flicking her 
tongue against the underside of my crown as she reached the end.

Her lips caught on the head of my cock, creating a delicious 
sensation, as well as a highly arousing sight, and she pulled off 
me completely. She kissed the wet tip and opened her eyes, 
grinning up at me again. I felt my nostrils flare as I drew 
another deep breath and tried to keep my desire from overwhelming 
me.

She tilted her head again and licked the ridge along the 
underside of my shaft, causing me to gasp in pleasure. She drew 
her lips back up my tortured length and sucked at the head again. 
Taking her hands off my hips, she opened her lips and sucked me 
deeper into her mouth, laving her tongue over the sensitive tip.

I almost came--much earlier than I wanted to--as I watched her 
cup her breasts and roll the nipples between her fingers. She 
moaned around my cock and took me deeper. Clamping her lips 
around me, halfway down the shaft, she sucked, her cheeks caving 
in from the pressure.

My cock swelled in her mouth and she moaned again, the sensation 
eliciting a moan from me as well. She closed her eyes and pulled 
back, withdrawing my cock from her mouth. I shuddered as she 
clamped her lips tight over the crown of my cock and sucked 
gently, teasing the tip with her tongue.

Her eyes still closed, she opened her lips and took me into her 
mouth again. I closed my own eyes and let my head fall back, lost 
in the sensation created by her lips. She began taking long 
strokes, taking me in her mouth and then pulling back, bobbing 
her head back and forth on my shaft. I moaned and breathed 
heavily through my nose, my lips closed tight as I savored the 
sensations she was creating.

She sucked me steadily, caressing me with her tight lips and 
questing tongue. And it wasn't long before I felt the pressure 
building in my balls as they pulled tight against my body. With a 
rush and groan, I came. I clamped my eyes shut tightly and 
struggled to maintain my balance.

The first spurt took her by surprise, and I felt her start. She 
moaned in pleasure as the second spurt gushed over her tongue, 
and then held her lips tight around my girth. My sperm surged 
into her mouth in a torrent and she made a surprised sound. I was 
too lost in the moment, my ass clenched and muscles taut as I 
came, bound up by the sensations in my groin.

When I finally finished spurting, I opened my eyes, seeing spots, 
and quickly looked down. Gina opened her mouth and pulled back 
slightly, swallowing as she did so. When she pulled back 
completely, letting my slick cock slip from her lips, she closed 
her mouth and swallowed again.

She looked up at me and laughed ruefully, squeezing unshed tears 
from her eyes as she blinked. I panicked at the thought that I'd 
hurt her, but relaxed when she blinked again and smiled up at me.

"I couldn't swallow fast enough," she said breathlessly.
 
My panic slowly subsided and I saw that my semen had leaked from 
the corners of her mouth; there were two white trails of it on 
her chin. It was an incredibly erotic sight.

She blinked again to clear her eyes and took me back in her 
mouth, lavishing attention on my slowly deflating member. My hips 
jerked spastically as she moved her tongue over the sensitive 
glans. She noticed my sensitivity and concentrated on the shaft 
behind the crown.

She sucked me gently, closing her eyes and breathing deeply 
through her nose. I watched, enraptured, as she suckled my 
shrinking cock. When she finally let my penis limply slip from 
her lips, she sighed.

Looking up at me and smiling, she wiped first one, then the other 
tendril of my come from her brown skin, sucking the white liquid 
from her finger. She took a deep breath and then smiled at me, 
eyes dancing.

I helped her to her feet and bent down to kiss her. She pressed 
her luscious, tanned body against me and I tasted myself on her 
lips. She kissed me tenderly and then pulled back. I wrapped my 
arms around her and she laid her head on my chest.

We stood there like that for a long time, holding each other, 
neither wanting to let go.

-----

"We need to be getting back," I said softly.

I felt her nod against my chest. She hugged me tightly, squeezing 
my ribs and crushing her breasts against me. I closed my eyes and 
simply enjoyed all the sensations and wonderful emotions she 
produced in me.

Slowly, reluctantly, we parted. In silence, we gathered up our 
things. With one last look at the pool, I shouldered the pack. I 
reached out to her and put my arm around her shoulders. She 
wrapped her own about my waist, and we began the walk down to the 
tumbled-down rim wall.

-----

When we reached the flattop rock, Kendall sat up and smiled at 
us.

"Sounds like _someone_ had fun," Kendall said teasingly.

Gina and I both blushed. I guess that answered the question of 
whether or not Kendall had heard Gina's orgasm.

Trying to change the subject through action, I began pulling 
things out of the old army pack. Gina and Kendall quickly folded 
the blankets and handed them to me. I stuffed them in the bottom 
of the pack while the girls folded and rolled the towels. On top 
of them went the remnants of our picnic lunch. Manfred had always 
stressed the importance of leaving the quarry like we found it, 
and we always took our trash with us.

The pack stuffed with our belongings and securely cinched shut, I 
stood and looked at the two girls.

Gina turned to Kendall and leaned close. Kendall leaned down and 
Gina whispered in her ear. Then Kendall nodded, blushing. When 
Gina finished speaking, Kendall looked at me and grinned shyly.

"I think I'm gonna go take a look a little ways down the stream, 
y'all," Kendall said, then suited action to words.

I watched her for a few seconds, puzzled, and then turned to 
Gina.

She grinned at me and lifted her chin. With a toss of her glossy 
black hair, she put her feet together, at an angle, and pulled 
her shoulders back. She looked for all the world like an exotic 
Indian princess, and I was speechless. She almost seemed to be 
posing for me. If I'd thought she was beautiful before, this was 
something else entirely, something quite a bit more.

She was regal.

I was in awe.

Then her face dissolved into a wry grin and she turned serious. 
Her expression invited me to come closer, and I did.

"What did you say to Kendall?"

"I told her that since this was our last time here, we'd like a 
few minutes alone."

"Oh. Cool."

"She probably thinks we're Up To Something," she said with 
another grin.

"Are we?" If we were, I hoped I could muster another erection 
quickly. We needed to be getting back.

She grinned again and shook her head.

"Oh. Okay."

"I just wanted to take one last look," she said, fighting hard 
not to tear up.

She lost the battle, and I moved to her, easily pulling her into 
my arms. I enfolded her in my embrace and she clutched me 
tightly, pressing her face against my chest. I stroked her back 
and just held her quietly. I had to blink back tears of my own 
when I thought of not seeing her for another year. With a sheer 
act of will, I banished those thoughts, saving them for later, 
and hugged her tight.

"I love you," I whispered, kissing the crown of her head.

"I love you so much."

We stood like that in silence for several minutes. Then, 
suddenly, she pulled back and wiped her face, sniffling. She 
turned in my arms, pressing her back against my chest, and leaned 
her head against my shoulder.

I wrapped my hands around her midriff and she placed her own over 
them. As one, we looked around the quarry. I pressed my cheek 
against the silky top of her head and squeezed her gently. I 
never wanted to let her go, but I knew I had to.

With a sigh, we stepped apart and took one last, lingering look.

Then I shouldered the pack and extended my hand to her. She laced 
her fingers between my own and we headed off to catch up with 
Kendall.

The hike back to the camp was made in silence, each of us wrapped 
in thoughts of our own.

-----

We got back to the camp right on time, although we'd had to pick 
up the pace towards the end of the hike. Gina kissed Kendall on 
the cheek and thanked her. With a smile and a wave, Kendall 
headed off to find her own family at their RV.

When Gina and I entered the clubhouse, our families were both 
just sitting down to dinner. We saw, with shared surprise, that 
they had pulled three tables together, forming one long one, and 
were all getting ready to sit down together.

"Welcome back," Elizabeth said. She gave Gina a hug and smiled at 
me.

"We thought, since this was our last night together," Mom 
explained, "that we'd all eat together."

Gina and I looked at each other and tried not to blush. Erin and 
Leah finished bringing the food to the table and we all sat down.

Dinner was lively with all nine of us at the table. Gina and I 
mostly let the conversation flow around us, content to hold hands 
out of sight under the table.

After dinner, the girls all made quick work of the clean up, and 
our folks went to sit on the couches. Erin and Leah went to 
another table to play a game, but Gina and I quickly got the idea 
that we were invited to join our parents, and Kara, on the 
couches.

Mom and Dad sat at the end of one couch and Gina's parents took 
seats at the end of a facing couch. Kara sat at the other end of 
the couch her parents were on, while Gina and I took the other 
end of the one my parents occupied.

Dad put his arm around Mom and she leaned against him. Gina's dad 
did the same with her mom, and then everyone looked at us.

I grinned sheepishly and lifted my arm. With a grin of her own, 
Gina tucked her feet under her and eagerly snuggled against me. 
It felt awkward sitting there with our parents so close, but she 
felt so natural against me that I quickly got over my uneasiness.

Once again, we let the conversation flow around us, lost in our 
own world. Kara smiled and winked at me as I looked up, and I 
blushed again. Gina merely laid her head against my shoulder and 
idly rubbed her hand along my thigh. I was decidedly thankful 
that I had come so many times that day. If I hadn't, I was 
sincerely worried that I might've gotten an erection, simply from 
the touch of her hand on my leg.

Shortly after dark, Kara yawned and said she was going to head up 
to bed. Seeing Gina's eyes drooping, her mother suggested she go 
to bed as well.

"You'll make sure she gets to the cabin, Paul?" Elizabeth asked 
me.

Mom smiled at me as I nodded.

I stood up and helped Gina to her feet at the same time. She went 
to kiss her parents goodnight, and Mom motioned me down. She 
kissed me on the cheek and smiled at me.

"I think we're going to go for a walk by the lake with Chris and 
Elizabeth," Mom said.

I nodded, getting sleepy myself, and reached for Gina. She took 
my hand and we headed into the night. The walk to her cabin, with 
only the sound of the crickets to accompany us, was made in 
silence. We were both very tired from all the day's activities. I 
smiled inwardly and put my arm around her. She put her own about 
my waist and we simply enjoyed each other's presence.

I walked her onto her porch, where she looked at me drowsily. I 
grinned and lifted her chin with a finger. She closed her eyes 
and parted her lips. I kissed her tenderly, holding her face with 
my hands. We parted and I rubbed her cheek with my thumb, 
relishing the feeling of her satin-smooth skin.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too."

"Good night."

"Sleep tight," I said.

She stood on tiptoe to kiss me again. Her mouth was soft and 
sweet against my own, and I longed to pull her against me and 
kiss her harder. But I kept my emotions in check, and with a 
half-suppressed yawn, she turned to enter the cabin.

When she was safely inside, I turned to head to our own cabin. 
Erin was already asleep, and I made sure to be quiet as I 
entered. I flicked the porch light on for Mom and Dad, and shut 
the cabin door. I went to the bathroom and left the light on, 
pulling the door almost closed. That would give my folks enough 
light to see by, but wouldn't keep me awake.

I climbed the ladder to my bunk and was asleep almost before my 
head hit the pillow.

-----

The next morning, I woke up and listened to the morning birds, 
staring at the ceiling of the cabin, several feet above my head.

Gina's family was leaving. I wouldn't see her for another year. 
My mouth was suddenly dry and I started to panic. What if she met 
someone else? Someone at her high school? What if she came back 
next year and didn't like me? What if...?

I laced my fingers behind my head and tried to settle down. If 
she met someone else, I'd... Well, I didn't know what I'd do. A 
myriad of things played through my imagination. Unfortunately, I 
was cursed by having a vivid imagination. Times like these.

I listened distractedly as Erin got up and went to the bathroom. 
I heard her brush her hair and then quietly open the cabin door. 
She left it open, and I could feel the early morning breeze and 
smell the world of the pine forest as the night's dew quickly 
burned off.

I shoved my panicked thoughts aside and rolled towards the 
ladder. I was so distracted that I hadn't even noticed as my 
morning erection went limp. With a start, I saw that Mom and Dad 
were still in bed. They must've gotten in very late indeed; my 
dad was usually an early riser.

I climbed down the ladder as quietly as I could, used the 
bathroom, and then headed for the clubhouse.

When I got there, Erin was just sitting down with some toast. I 
fixed myself a bowl of cereal and joined her.

"Morning," I said as I sat down.

She looked at me suspiciously. I secretly chuckled when she 
realized I'd meant it. "Morning," she said, hesitantly.

"What're you doing today?"

She looked at me like I had two heads. "Nothing," she said 
evasively.

"That's cool."

I took another bite of cereal and covertly watched her. She was 
confused. I was being nice to her. Well, at least I wasn't 
picking on her. And she didn't know what to make of it.

"The Coulters are leaving today," I said.

"Yeah, so is Trish's family."

"Dwight and Karen?"

"Yeah." She took another bite of toast, slowly warming to the 
conversation.

"So, you wanna hang out together after they leave?" I asked 
offhandedly.

She stopped chewing and looked at me like I had _four_ heads.

I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm serious. I thought we both might be kinda 
bored. We can keep each other company after everyone leaves."

"I guess," she said warily. I could tell that she still suspected 
that I was Up To Something.

"Cool."

We both turned to our breakfast. She was confused. I was trying 
to concentrate on anything but how I really felt.

-----

Gina and her family came down for breakfast after Erin and I had 
finished eating. Mom and Dad came down shortly after that. Mom 
and Dad joined Gina's parents for breakfast and Kara and Leah 
joined us. I scooted my chair over and pulled another one next to 
it. Gina smiled and sat next to me with a plate of toast, while 
her sisters took the remaining two chairs.

Trish came over to the table and Erin and Leah left with her. 
Kara gave Gina a wink and me a smile, excusing herself early. 
Gina didn't eat much, and neither of us spoke for a while.

"You wanna go somewhere where we can just hang out?" I asked.

She nodded morosely.

I realized that I desperately needed to find someplace where we'd 
still be close to camp, but we'd be able to have some privacy. 
The only place I could think of was our cabin. It didn't have the 
most privacy in the world, but it was a far cry better than the 
clubhouse.

"I think I know where we can go," I said, more confidently than I 
felt.

She nodded and we stood at the same time.

We walked to the table where our parents were just finishing 
coffee and they all looked up at us.

"We didn't really want to do much today," I said by way of 
explanation. "So we thought we'd maybe hang out at our cabin. If 
that's okay."

Our moms shared a look whose meaning I didn't understand.

"Gina, will you help me clear these dishes?" Elizabeth asked, her 
clipped British accent light, but her tone clearly indicating 
that it was much more than a simple request.

My mom stood as well, smiling at me. Gina nodded and began to 
help her mother with the coffee cups and other breakfast dishes. 
Mom put her arm through mine and steered me towards the couches, 
and some privacy. I watched over my shoulder as Gina and her mom 
walked towards the kitchen counter, wondering what was going on.

"You remember the talk we had yesterday morning?" Mom asked.

You mean the one where you freaked me out talking about me and 
Gina having sex? I kept that thought to myself. In my best 
noncommittal voice, I said, "I guess."

"You guess? Or you remember?" she asked, pressing the point.

"I remember."

She stopped walking and looked up at me. "Has... anything... changed 
since we talked?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Like... what?"

Her eyes softened and she turned to face me. "Paul, your dad and 
I really like Gina. And Chris and Elizabeth like you. She's their 
daughter and they want her to be happy. But they want to protect 
her."

I started to scowl.

"Not," she quickly amended, "that they think they need to protect 
her from you."

I relaxed. Slightly.

"We talked about it last night, the four of us, and..."

They talked about us? About what? What did Mom know? What did she 
suspect? What did Gina's parents know? What...?

"Paul."

I focused on Mom and began to worry as I saw her serious 
expression.

"We talked about it last night and decided that you two could 
have the morning to yourselves. We trust you two to be 
responsible. You understand?"

I nodded slowly. Warily.

"And we're treating you like adults. But being treated like an 
adult means there are adult consequences. Do you understand?"

I blushed and tried to look away. Why did we have to have this 
conversation now?

"Paul. I'm serious. Chris and Elizabeth want Gina to make her own 
decisions." She paused to let that sink in. "Your dad and I want 
you to make your own decisions too. But that means that you and 
Gina will have to be responsible. Part of being an adult is being 
responsible for your actions. And thinking about them beforehand. 
As well as the consequences of those actions. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

"Do you?" she repeated, looking into my eyes.

I held hers with my own and nodded soberly.

"Good. We're going to trust you two to be responsible. Don't 
abuse that trust."

I nodded again, curtly.

"So I'll ask you again. Have you and Gina changed your minds 
since our conversation yesterday morning?"

She wasn't going to let me go until she got an answer. I honestly 
didn't know what she'd do if I said yes. The answer, of course, 
was still no; Gina and I hadn't decided to have sex, she still 
wasn't ready. But I was tremendously embarrassed by Mom even 
asking the question. And I was desperate not to let my 
embarrassment show.

Reluctantly, I shook my head.

"Good," Mom said.

"Mom?"

"Yes, dear?"

I looked at her open face, searching for the answer to the 
question I was about to ask. "What if I'd said yes?"

She smiled gently. "Then we'd've talked about taking reasonable 
precautions and being responsible."

"But you'd still let us be alone?" I asked, almost incredulous.

"Probably." She turned us around so we were facing the kitchen 
and hooked her arm through my own. "Unless Gina's mother got a 
different answer than I did."

I looked up in horror and realized that Gina and her mother were 
having a serious, and quiet, discussion in the kitchen. Gina 
looked as sober and shocked as I did. Her mother looked up as we 
turned and locked eyes with Mom. Out of the corner of my eye, I 
saw Mom shake her head minutely. My eyes darted back to Gina's 
mom and she shook her head as well. Then she smiled and said 
something to Gina. Gina's face lit up and she looked at me, 
beaming.

I turned to Mom and searched her face again. "You two set this 
up?"

She nodded, completely unconcerned. "Your dad and I thought it 
best that I talk to you."

"Dad knows?" I asked, my voice a strangled squeak.

"Yes," she answered matter-of-factly. "And so does Gina's 
father."

I wanted to die. I wanted to find someplace quiet and just die.

"We love you, Paul," she said gently, holding my eyes with her 
own. "Gina's parents love her too. And we trust you. We all want 
you two to be happy, and responsible. So yes, you two can hang 
out in the cabin. By yourselves."

With that, she turned to the table where our fathers were still 
seated. She smiled and nodded. I looked at Dad and he smiled at 
me as he stood. Mom stood on tip-toes and kissed my cheek.

"I love you, honey," Mom said.

"I love you too, Mom," I replied absently.

She released my arm and walked towards my dad. Gina's mom had 
joined her husband, and the four of them walked out of the 
clubhouse together. Gina looked at me, eyes big and round. I 
smiled at her as she walked towards me.

"Did you just have the weirdest conversation in the world?" I 
asked, still shocked.

She swallowed hard and nodded. "Completely."

We walked up the hill to my family's cabin in silence. We didn't 
even hold hands. I guess we were both still a little shocked. I 
knew I certainly was. And judging by Gina's contemplative 
silence, she was as well.

With a start, I realized that we would get to spend the morning 
together. By ourselves. I was still reeling from the conversation 
with Mom, but the possibilities began to play out in my head and 
I smiled to myself.

-----

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