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Horseplay 18/21
Vincent Dukorr

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Horseplay
Chapter 18 : Thursday Tangles

  The few tufts of grass in the large paddock whipped back and forth
in the gusting winds. Most of the fenced circle was hardpack dirt,
now covered in a slurry of mud and standing water being pounded by
rain and lashed by wind. Neil sat in his only jacket on a stool in
the doorway of the stable watching the downpour. Mom had forgiven him
stable duty, not that there was much to do. The loft was full of hay,
the feed bins were packed and the stable hands had been busy while
most of the horses were away, cleaning the stable with high pressure
water hoses.
	After checking on the wayward horses, Neil had found a
comfortable spot to simply enjoy the quiet. He spent a long half hour
just listening to the rain on the roof of the stable and watching the
wind in the treeline across the paddock. When Leah set a stool behind
him, he glanced back and smiled. She was bundled in red sweatclothes
and a hooded jacket, her hair pulled up into a braid.
	"So you survived the legendary trail ride." he said softly. "I
looked for you at the med hut, but they said you'd already left".
	"I was there when you came in." Leah said, a trace of concern
in her voice.
	"I bet I looked like hell."
	Leah didn't answer.
	They sat in silence for a few minutes until Neil remembered his
newfound freedom from stable duties. "I won't be on stable duty
tomorrow. Since I managed to somehow not get anyone killed, they've
relieved me of that duty".
	Leah grunted some sort of acknowledgement. "That's ok. I'm not
sure I need to be down here tormenting you"
	"You weren't tormenting me."
	She made a derisive snort. "Mmmm. It was tormenting me." she
said quietly.
	Neil let it pass, shifting into a more comfortable position
against the stable wall. "I'm not sure what we're doing today, I
haven't checked the noteboard in the Cave yet."
	"Carol's going on another ride. She's calling it the "rain
ride"".
	Neil chuckled. "Good luck to her. I'm not going anywhere. Maybe
I'll see if I can get the mess for a movie or something."
	Leah grumbled. "Their selection of movies sucks. Can't we do
something fun? We only have today and tomorrow."
	"Uh... suggestions?"
	"I don't know... I'll ask the rest of the group."
	Neil shrugged. "You let me know. The arts and crafts stuff
and.. whatever else is in the mess is going to get snapped up..."
	"I hate arts and crafts. I signed up for horse camp, not beads
and feathers camp." Leah groaned.
	Neil laughed and stretched a bit.
	"Neil... thanks for ... yesterday"
	"What, almost getting you killed?"
	"No... dumbass. The shirt thing. I know that had to be..."
	"Cold?"
	"Yeah..."
	"A bit. Plus you were distracting me."
	"What?"
	"Your shirt had gone a little... transparent in the rain."
	Leah was silent for a few senconds, then muttered something
Neil didn't catch.
	"Anyway, you're welcome. I guess we all lived, and that's what
counts."
	Leah made some noise and got up. "I'll ask around and let you
know." She walked up past him, then bent down to kiss him on the
cheek. "And thanks again."
	Neil turned and grinned, finding himself face to face with her.
A light blush rose in her cheeks, but she held her position. Barely
thinking, Neil reached over and drew her in, kissing her lightly. He
forced himself to break it quickly, letting her stand back up.
"You're welcome."
	Leah was out of breath for a second, then struck a defiant
pose. "And next time we're in the middle of an emergency, stop
staring at my boobs."
	Neil laughed and nodded.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil tried to relax at breakfast, but it was difficult to enjoy
his meal with a whirlwind going on around him. Aside from the
rainstorm, Dave and Harriet seemd to both be circling him. First Dave
sat on the far side of the Cave facing him. When Harriet sat at the
table just to Neil's right, however, he quickly moved to the one
behind her. Harriet moved closer, casting Dave a challenging look,
which he returned and raised by moving to the opposite corner of the
same table as Neil. Neil tried to ignore them, talking to Cynthia and
Harry instead. They seemed to have a secret language of flirting that
Neil didn't understand, especially given Harry's insistance that
Cynthia had some steady boyfriend. It didn't matter, though, at least
they were fun to listen to.
	"Harry, where's Maria?"
	Harry gave him a knowing inspection with a twinkling eye. "Ah..
sorry son, she's working setup for the arena on Saturday. Lots to do,
no time for a virile young man and his lusty wants."
	Neil rolled his eyes. "And Ruth? Did you leave her in an
exhausted heap somewhere?"
	Harry grinned mischevously. "Now, that I don't know. I haven't
seen our punk rock princess today."
	Cynthia laughed. "Maybe I should dye my hair pink, then you'd
pay attention to me."
	"Now my fetching dark mistress, you need do no such thing.
Although... pink might go well with your outifit." Harry noted.
	Neil noted Cynthia's pink top and nodded, glancing over at
Harriet, who had retreated to a further table. "I'm getting tired of
this" he muttered.
	Harry glanced over. "Well, it seems your lusty travels have
left some victims littered along the side of the road" he teased.
	"Not me, I backed out of the triangle." Neil insisted.
	"You ever remove a leg from a three-legged stool?" Harry asked.

	Cynthia collected her plate and blew Harry a kiss. "Maybe
that's what I need, Harry."
	"Another leg?" Neil volunteered.
	Cynthia giggled and left. Harry watched her go and shot Neil a
gloomy look. "She'll never be mine, Neil. I'll never sup at her
lovely banquet."
	"You always get sappy poetic about the unavailable?" Neil
asked, poking his fork toward Harry for effect.
	Harry pretended to be affronted. "Bah, insolence and jealousy,
that's my reward for setting you on the path to Maria's charms?"
	"No, I think I set you up with Ruth during that deal."
	Harry tipped his drink toward him in salute then started to
clean up. "Right-o. I'm off to my last class of the year."
	"Got anything for a bored riding class to do?" Neil ventured.
	Harry stopped and considered. "Well, you could send them to the
arena... to sit in the rain and watch me!"
	"Pass."
	"Mmm, your loss. Take them into town."
	"What?"
	"Get the bus from Mom, take them into town to let them raid
that... little strip mall thing."
	"Twenty girls set loose at the mall."
	"Their parents would be thrilled. Heaps of cash and we take
them on a shopping trip."
	Neil grinned and nodded. With a final wave to Harry he headed
over to Harriet and Dave, who were now sitting across from each other
at an empty table. "What the hell is wrong with you two?" he demanded.

	Dave scowled and Harriet blushed and looked down. "Neil... Dave
and I are just..." she started, but petered out.
	"Yeah, I've noticed. Look, I backed out of this because you two
wanted to be together..." he started.
	"Yeah? Tell HER that" Dave demanded.
	Harriet shot him an angry look. "I didn't sign up to be your
girlfriend, if I'm not mistaken you HAVE a girlfreind" she countered.

	Dave turned red and looked down at his plate.
	Neil wanted to scream at them and flexed his fists without
thinking, finally calming himself with deep breaths. "Look you two.
Leave me out of this, OK? I don't give a fuck what you two do, but
stop acting like I'm the cause. Dave, you want Harriet all to
yourself, which ... believe me I can understand. Harriet, you
don't... and I get that. But I'm not playing third wheel here. You
two figure it out then let me know."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil reached the dorms and knocked. He didn't really have to,
according to the rules the girls should expect counselors after
breakfast, but he didn't want to wander into anything. A girl he
didn't recognize opened the door. "Everyone decent?" he asked with a
grin.
	She rolled her eyes and left the door open, wandering back into
the room.
	The dorm smelled like perfume, hairspray, air freshner and the
camp smell that every tent, cabin and pavilion eventually inherits. A
combination of sweat, pine, canvas and who knew what else, but it was
universal at camp. Neil found Leah standing in the back, in the midst
of some sort of discussion. He determined quickly that it involved
what they wanted to do in the rainy weather.
	"I think I can solve your problem" he said happily.
	There were several interesting exchanges. Leah and some of her
friends looked at each other with telling glances and Neil almost
blushed. The rest lit up with the possibilities of something other
than arts and crafts.
	"Mom's agreed to let me drive you all into town. We'll..."
	"THE MALL!" exploded in shrieks around the room.
	Neil had to fight for space as he was swamped with girls
bouncing and demanding details. "OK! OK! I'm driving one bus, if we
need a second... well.. OK, we'll clearly need the other bus." he
said, watching as the circle grew. "We're leaving after lunch, so you
have the morning to do whatever." he announced.
	Word apparently spread quickly because girls were spilling out
of the other dorms. Neil started to worry that it would be too much
until April came down the hill with papers. "SIGN UP SHEETS!" she
announced, waving a pair of clipboards.
	The response had been enough that two trips were scheduled. One
for the morning, which Neil and Sarge would take, and one for the
afternoon, which Harry and Denise would lead. This was apparently in
response to the dressage classes realizing they were missing out on a
trip to town, plus the overwhelming response from the girls. Neil
managed to escape and hurried up to his cabin to change.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	At ten Neil pulled the big van-bus out of the parking spot
behind the admin building and eased slowly around the gravel
driveway. Thirty chattering girls sat behind him, packing the bus to
capacity. He followed Sarge's bus at a safe distance, bracing through
the big potholes that the rain had left.
	They parked at the only fast-food place in town, a Burger King
with two startled employees on staff. Most of the girls headed across
the small parking lot to the line of stores, mostly smaller boutiques
and antique shops. The main targets were the big clothing store and a
big box store whose makeup counters were shortly overwhelmed by a sea
of girls.
	Neil and Sarge sat on the benches outside drinking coffee,
protected from the rain by a large metal awning. Sarge lit up a huge
cigar with relish.
	"Can't smoke these in camp, Mom hates em"
	Neil nodded, watching the girls flow in and out of the stores.
"How long you worked at the camp, Sarge?" he asked.
	Sarge stopped to think. "Oh hell... twenty years? Nineteen?"
	Neil grunted in amazement.
	"Yeah, well. I was working security at a camp out in Houston,
then started doing facility work. Not getting paid very well, though"

	"Got any family down there? Kids?"
	Sarge chuckled. "No, no kids. No family. I was in the service
forever, then retired to... well, nothing I guess. Then I met Mom at
a trade show."
	"Camp trade show?"
	"Horse trade, but they do a lot of work for equestrian camps.
You know, she hired me to get the disability permits. Mom was
originally going to do a ... what do you call it... special needs
horse camp."
	"Wow. Why didn't she?"
	"Beat to the punch by some other outfit... Kentucky? I think? I
don't know. Anyway, there's only so much market for that. Mom already
had this place, though, it had shut down years ago. It was a Jewish
summer camp."
	"Really? Why'd it shut down?"
	"Well, moved really, up to New York state, somewhere near
Albany."
	Neil filed this all away with a nod and continued to survey the
bands of girls moving in and out of the stores. They'd return around
one O'clock, despite the protests of the girls. Neil couldn't imagine
they'd find enough to look at for 2 more hours.
	Sarge blew a big puff of smoke and stretched out. "So, your
name comes up in gossip here and there." he said with a deep chuckle.

	Neil grumbled. "Probably".
	"Between the Rothcrest kid, your adventures on the trail and
your reputation with the ladies, you've had quite a year."
	"I think some of that has been exaggerated."
	"No doubt, no doubt."
	"Look, its really not..."
	"Oh no, I don't want to know the TRUTH." Sarge insisted. "I
just want to prod you with the rumors. Soooo many rumors."
	Neil let it go, letting Sarge chuckle and sipping his coffee.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	When they returned there was a hurricane of girls returning and
girls leaving, discussing stores and purchases. Neil managed to hand
off the keys and duck away with some artful dodging around the bus,
making his way to the Cave for a light lunch. The rain had finally
abated, with a few showers and sprinkles punctuating the end of the
storm. The temperature only increased slightly, leaving a damp,
chilled camp behind.
	Neil spotted piles of brush and a few shingles and shutters in
a big pile near the Cave and thanked Harry silently for suggesting
getting out of camp for the day. He dropped into a nearly empty
pavilion with a handful of other counselors and munched on a plate of
fruit and cold chicken.
	"Hello Neil" a voice purred behind him.
	Neil turned to find Maria sliding onto the bench next to him.
Neil gave her a big smile.
	"I heard you had quite the day yesterday. It sounds like you'd
be very worn out" she asked, hinting heavily.
	Neil grinned. "Well, it was certainly tiring. I thought I might
take a long nap this afternoon"
	"My poor tired bull." she cooed, turning to rub his shoulders.
"Perhaps I can help"
	"Oh?"
	"I give a very good massage, it will work out all those sore
kinks".
	Neil smiled and leaned back into her. "That sounds like a
wonderful idea."
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	When Neil knocked on Maria's door he actually felt a little
nervous. He'd started to wonder how much older Maria was, whether she
really saw him as a puppy or whether he'd wind up in a situation where
she was emotionally tied to him. Her door opened and Maria smiled out,
dressed in a pair of loose shorts and her camp shirt.
	"Ah, Neil, get undressed and lay on the bed." She ordered.
	Neil came in and paused. There wasn't any music or candles this
time, and her professional mood made him hesitate. "Ok.. should
I...uh.."
	"STRIP" she ordered with a snap of her fingers. She grinned a
little and stood with her arms folded, watching him disrobe.
	Neil made his way over to the bed, which had been stripped of
blankets and covered with a heavy towel. He carefully lay face down,
glancing back at Maria.
	She turned, holding a large bottle in her hand. "Lay with your
head at the edge so you're flat" she ordered.
	Neil nodded and spun, laying flat and looking over. Maria
pulled an endtable next to the bed and put the bottle on it, along
with a small hand towel. She then pushed his legs together and
straddled them. Neil felt really self-conscious with her essentially
hovering above his ass. She made some murmuring sounds, then he felt
drops of oil splashing on his lower back and a slapping sound as she
rubbed her hands together. The smell of cocoa butter filled the room.

	"Now, lay still" she commanded. Her greased hands slid up his
back, rubbing his shoulders briefly and spreading a thin layer of oil
all over him. She moved all the way down to the top of his butt,
toying with the very top of his ass crack. Neil flinched and she
swatted his flank. "Lay still!" she said sharply.
	Neil tried to, but she began to rub his sides and it was just
shy of a tickle. Each flinch, each shift got him another oily smack
on the ass. Finally she grew tired of teasing him and leaned in,
rubbing his back with powerful pressure. She worked from his lower
back upward, kneading each muscle carefully going harder and deeper
as it relaxed. Neil grunted contentedly through it, feeling the
stress and pressure ease away.
	At some point Maria got up to get more oil. Neil started to
open his eyes, but she was back on the bed quickly and working his
lower back. She seemed to have finished with his shoulders and sat
lower on his legs. She kneaded his butt cheeks briefly, then his
upper thighs, then shifted down to his calves. Neil was in heaven,
sleepy, relaxed, enjoying it. Maria made occational noises and he
responded with satisfied grunts.
	When she'd finished his legs, Maria moved back up to sit on his
thighs and Neil realized she wasn't wearing her shorts. He could feel
the unmistakable sensation of her bare legs on the back of his. He
started to ask, but she'd started to work his lower back and he
stopped caring. As she worked, Maria started to lean down this time,
finally rubbign his back with her chest. Her bare chest.
	Neil noticed her hard nipples sliding down his oiled back and
smiled. He grunted appreciation and tried to shift, earning another
smacked butt. Maria moved downward again, sliding across his ass with
her breasts. She slid her knee down between his thighs and Neil found
himself spread on his stomach. Her massage of his thighs moved lower
and she nudged his testicles with one long stroke of his thigh. On
the next stroke she slipped her hand between his thighs and cupped
his balls with an oily hand, massaging them gently. Neil started to
lift up, but she smacked his ass and moved down his legs, leaving him
wanting.
	When Maria worked up the other leg, Neil fought the urge to
lift his ass so she could reach his now rock hard erection. She found
his testes again and stroked them gently, sliding under his ass cheek
and up, squeezing his flank. Neil could hear her shortened breaths
and tried to figure out to do when she finally spoke.
	"Time do to the front, roll over mi torro"
	Neil did, sliding so his head would be on the bed and gazed at
her beautiful nude form hovering over him. He started to reach for
her and she slapped the side of his leg.
	"My bull is a slow learner." she warned.
	Neil held himself still. Maria moved up onto his leg, squatting
down on her knees so her pussy pressed against his thigh. She began to
rub his chest, kneading the muscles gently and humming to herself. She
played with his scarce chest hair for a second, then moved down his
ribs to rub his stomach. Neil tried not to flinch, suddenly feeling
ticklish and she got the point. She slid back, rubbing his leg from
the calf and working her way up. Neil forced himself to stay still,
but when she reached his upper thigh he involuntarily tried to thrust
toward her and she smacked him.
	"Such a forward bull. I'm giving you a massage, silly boy."
	Neil fought the urge to say something, to do something and let
her work. She started at his other calf, working his way up. As she
inched closer to his penis Neil struggled to stay still. It was
horrible and wonderful, feeling her edge ever closer to what he
wanted. He watched her face, seeing traces of lust, but she was
enjoying torturing him as well. Neil managed to not move and was
rewarded with her oily hands sliding up under his testicles. One slid
over, found his shaft and slid up.
	Neil moaned softly, fighting every urge to thrust into her
hands. Maria massaged his shaft, then his head, then moved up his
stomach. As she did she leaned down and rubbed her front on him. She
was covered in a thin sheen of oil and slid easily up his dick,
moving along his stomach and rubbing his chest while laying on him.
Neil squeezed his eyes shut, enjoying it.
	He opened them when she shifted. She pushed his knees apart
until he had to lift them up and she sat between his legs oiling her
hands. With one hand she took his shaft and began to stroke it, with
the other she started to rub her breasts, down her stomach and into
her sex. Neil started to shift and she grabbed him firmly. "My bull
is not to move, he is getting his massage."
	Neil moaned in agony, then pulled a pillow under his head so he
could watch. Maria rubbed him gently, sliding with the oil up and down
his shaft in long, painfully slow strokes. Neil had to fight both his
rising lust and the overwhelming desire to thrust or sit up or tackle
her. Maria saw his lust and her eyes twinkled.
	"Ah, there is mi toro." She stroked him gently, looking down on
him and playing with herself. Neil watched as she stroked her labia,
sliding up and down her lips with care. She would find her clit every
few strokes and press down on it without rubbing. With her other hand
she stroked him gently, pulling his dick up and out, then sliding
down and releasing it to slide under his balls. Neil shifted without
thinking and Maria stopped.
	"So.. my bull needs something to do."
	Neil worried that she would stop, but instead she pulled him
down the bed, then climbed on top of him, spinning so she was
essentially kneeling over his face. He suddenly have a face full of
her wet pussy to deal with and she leaned down, using both hands on
him.
	"Lets see if my bull can make me finish before I milk him,
mmm?"
	Neil took the challenge, burying his tongue in her pussy,
pushing deep into her vagina. She moaned and he felt her hands and a
fresh coat of oil slide from the base to tip of his penis. Neil
blocked the sensation as best he could, sliding his tongue up and
down her slit to her clitoris, sucking the oily flavor off. Maria
moaned and worked slightly faster, making an oily fist and sliding it
around him.
	Neil suddenly realized he was fighting a lost cause. He
desperately wanted to maker Maria finish so he could fuck her, but
she was all over him with her slippery hands, teasing his balls, his
shaft and his head. When he shifted to a direct attack on her clit,
she distracted him by stroking him hand over hand, sliding down with
each hand followed by the other so it felt like he was sliding into
an endless, slippery tunnel. Neil fought with his last bit of
reserve. He couldn't use his hands to do anything except stroke her
sides or barely reach the underside of her ass. He couldn't resist
her stroking, she was constant and knew exaclty how to make him
crazy.
	Finally he knew he'd lost, he felt incredibly close and
released her ass to let it happen when Maria suddenly stopped and
clenched down on the base of his shaft. The sensation left suddenly,
leaving him at a near-peak. She let go of him, leaning back into his
tongue and enjoying his full attention. When Neil thought she was
close, though, she leaned back forward and started to stroke him,
taking him back up toward orgasm. He fought it again, and she
stopped, letting him lick her.
	"You fight so hard, my bull.." she said with a chuckle,
stroking his hyper sensitive head gently and even blowing on it.
	Neil grunted and went back to work, finally earning a groan of
pleasure. He had no idea how close she was, apparently, focusing
entirely on not finishing. When she tensed straight up over his head
and groaned he was shocked, lunging into a final fury of tongue licks
as she pressed back and down on top of him, nearly penetrating her
vagina with his nose.
	Maria rolled off, lounging back on the bed with a smile.
	Neil stood, grabbing a towel and wiping off his face, which
oiled it up more than cleaned it off.
	"That was wonderful, Neil" she said with a deep, mellow sigh.
	Neil moved toward her and she grabbed him, pulling herself
around and laying back on the bed. He moved between her legs and
grabbed his dick, sliding it up and down her slit. Normally it would
have been to help him lubricate, but there was no need for that.
Between her lubrication and the oil she was very slick. In reality he
was trying to cool down a bit, worried that if he were to enter her
now it would be over in two strokes. She reached down and spread
herself, letting him rub her clit with each stroke.
	"My poor bull, so worked up, so ready... "
	Neil grunted, sounding very much like a bull.
	"Will it make you feel better to fuck me hard? To ride me?" she
purred, rocking her hips.
	Neil groaned softly and leaned down, pulling himself back and
sliding into her without any resistence. Maria grinned at him and
braced herself on the bed with a raised eyebrow. Neil hunched down
and curled his arms around her thighs, grabbing her ass with each
hand. Braced on his knees he thrust into her like a jackhammer, blind
with lust and need. She said something, made some noise that Neil only
registered as not being pain or discouragement. He was deaf to the
world, in a tunnel of blindness. He could smell the oil and sweat and
musk around him. He could feel her stomach against his, her breasts
against his head her waist clenched tightly by his arms, her butt
cheek in each hand, spreading her. At the center of it all he could
feel inside her, her vaginal walls slick, tight and warm, taking his
strokes easily. She wrapped her arms around his head and was
murmuring someting in his ear, but he didn't know what. It was
encouraging, urging him somehow and he pounded away with abandon. The
rising orgasm came as quickly as he suspected, building steadily from
the peak he'd been left on when Maria finished. It washed up and over
him and his remaining awareness dimmed, with every sensation that
wasn't his cock flying in and out of her pussy switching over until
all he could feel was the penetration and his impending climax. He
knew he groaned only because she reacted. His speed never waivered
and he couldn't go any harder, each thrust was suddently ecstasy and
a wave of pleasure crashed down on his back. There was the single,
endless half second of pure white bliss and then blackness.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Neil woke refreshed and relaxed. He hadn't felt this good since
camp started. Maria was nowhere to be seen, although she'd clearly
cleaned up and put everything away. Neil half remembered her sliding
out from under him, but it was distant and fuzzy. He smiled to
himself, collected his clothes and went to take a long hot shower.
	Once he was dressed, he headed out and discovered he had quite
an appitite. Unfortunately the Cave was closed for dinner prep and he
ended up heading down to the quad to see if he could con any food out
of the main staff.
	Sitting on the front porch area of the mess, Neil ate the few
scraps he'd gotten. He had a leftover turkey sandwich and chips,
which was good enough to hold him over. While he reclined and muched
contentedly, Leah spotted him and came over to sit with him.
	"Heya." Neil said, licking his fingers.
	Leah made a disgusted face. "I wanted to get you something in
town..."
	"You don't have to..."
	"Well I didn't. I was going to give you some pictures from this
photo booth in the pharmacy, but I kind of look a mess."
	Neil grinned and shook his head. "I doubt it."
	Leah smiled. "Then I was going to take some... sexy pics but...
"
	"You're underage and I'd get arrested and sent to prison where
some three hundred pound guy named Tiny would make me his..."
	"Something like that."
	"You'll see me next year, so that gives you eleven months to
figure it out."
	Leah sat quietly. "I'm glad you kicked me out of your room that
day" she said suddenly.
	"Well... uh, thanks?"
	"I'm serious. I would have probably regretted it... I wasn't
thinking very clearly."
	"I wasn't either... that was not the easiest thing to do..."
	Leah smiled. "Well, you're the nicest guy to ever throw me out
of his room."
	Neil laughed. "I'll try and take that as a compliment."
	Leah stood. "I've got to get ready for later. They're planning
stuff for Saturday, for our parents.."
	Neil nodded and watched her leave and laughed when she gave him
a little wiggle without ever looking back. He wound his way over to
the arena to see if anyone needed help, but they were in the middle
of testing some of the lights and Neil felt in the way. Instead he
camped out at the Cave and talked to a few of the counselors who
showed up. When Maria stopped by he found a corner table to sit at
and brought her some coffee.
	"Thank you, Neil" she said, taking the coffee and relaxing on
the bench.
	"Thank you!" he said with a grin.
	Maria chuckled. "You're like a puppy, I swear. I tell you,
Neil, you are a rare one"
	Neil flexed a pose then sipped his coffee. "I had a wonderful
time today, you give excellent massages"
	"Ah, what a gentleman." she cooed. "I will miss you Neil."
	"We have tomorrow and Saturday."
	"I think Harry is ready for my softer side, and you are too
much for me. I'm sorry Neil, but I don't think we'll have time
tomorrow and I have to leave Saturday morning." Neil pouted briefly
and she laughed. "My poor puppy, you'll have to console yourself with
Ruth"
	Neil nodded. "You aren't staying for the show?"
	"I have to get back home. Its a long drive to Oklahoma."
	They chatted until the dinner crowd started to arrive and Neil
came back with a plate to find Harry and Ruth waiting for him. He sat
next to Ruth, who snuggled up against him in the early chill.
	"I haven't seen you around, tiger." she said with a squeeze.
	"Did you miss me? Harry was supposed to be keeping you company"

	Harry grinned and shook his head. "I'm on arena duty, lots of
repairs and no time for gymnastics"
	Ruth threw a carrot stick at him and pretended to pout. "I
guess the no kiss and tell rule doesn't last very long" she said.
	Harry laughed and made room for Maria. "I think your other
friends want you to sit when them." he said to Neil.
	Neil looked over and Dave waved at him, pointing to an empty
spot. "Yeah, looks like it. I'll see you guys later."
	Dave looked sheepish when Neil sat. "Look... I've been kinda...
a jerk lately.."
	"Yeah." Neil said, giving him a stern look.
	"I know, and you're right. We had a deal."
	"So the deal stands?"
	"The deal stands." Dave said with a solemn nod.
	"What about Harriet?"
	"She dumped me. Sort of."
	"Sort of?"
	"She... told me that if I didn't act straight she'd kick my
ass." Dave said under his breath.
	Neil laughed. "So now what?"
	"She wants to talk to you, too... and she wants us to be
firends."
	"But you don't want me to have sex with her."
	Dave flinched. "I know. It sucks, huh."
	"I get it, but you're putting Harriet in a hard corner."
	Dave nodded. "I know... and I've got my girlfrend at home to
think about."
	Neil was trying to figure out what to say next when Harriet
arrived, sitting down next to him with a defiant look at Dave.
"Hey..." she said to Neil.
	Neil grinned and took a bite. "So, how are you, Harriet?" he
asked formally.
	Harriet rolled her eyes and elbowed him. "Fine, except that
your FRIEND here is getting possesive."
	"I'll send Ruth in to run interference." Neil suggested.
	Dave smiled weakly and glanced over at Ruth. "Is she.. uh.."
	"You'll have to ask her." Neil said with a shrug.
	"Its not my business, huh." Dave stated firmly.
	Neil shrugged and Harriet focused on her food.
	"Look, guys... I'm going to head back to my room tonight and
watch some movies. Want to come?" Dave asked.
	Neil nodded and Harriet glanced over at him before nodding.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Ruth joined then and the four spent an evening cheering on a
tilogy of ninja flicks, taking turns picking out the next character
to die and laughing at the bad dubbing. Ruth stuck with Dave and
Harriet made herself comfortable against Neil. By the time the movies
ended it was dark and Neil was more than ready for bed. He and Harriet
headed out, and she stopped at his door.
	"Care if I join you?" she asked.
	"I don't think I'm much up for a romp" he warned.
	Harriet shook her head. "I haven't talked to you in a while,
this whole stupid thing with Dave... its been a real pain in the
ass."
	Neil nodded and held the door for her.
	They chatted for an hour, discussing their plans for the rest
of the summer and fall. Neil sat on the bed and Harriet pulled two
chairs together and lounged with her feet up. Harriet was discussing
her choice of vet schools when Neil started to doze. She smacked him
with a pillow and pushed him over. While he mumbled apologies,
Harriet stripped off her denim shorts and ignored him. By the time
she'd turned of the light and climbed into bed, Neil was barely
conscious.

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