Woo! I'm getting back into the swing of writing! I hope to update this every wednesday, or every other one depending on my schedule. I may update my other stories, so that would also push back an update of this. I'm really glad people like it so far! And for the people who are worried about this, it is deffo not a PWP. Eww. I'm trying to make it as Georgia like as possible. So if anyone has any suggestions… I'll consider it. But I do have this fully planed out. Soo...back to the forest. ;)

BTW THIS IS NOW RATED M.

disclaimer: I think I might do an all inclusive disclaimer on my profile. This is becoming very annoying….I don't own the Gee Nicks series.

Between You, Me, And The Voles

one second later

Dave started rubbing. I gasped. Oh my goodness, number nine, number nine, number nine!

I felt his lips brush on mine. "Gee...is this, um..good?" He pushed a little harder, his hand still over my underwear.

"Yeah.." I said opening my eyes. I pulled away slightly and adjusted my leg to give him a little more room.

Dave smiled, and I gave a small one in return. He started making small circles with two fingers, pressing just hard enough, around well..you know.

"Ohhhh!" I moaned as he pressed against something near the top front bit. I gripped his shoulders tightly, and my breathing sped up, a lot. Whatever he just touched felt...almost better than what we did before. It was like a wave crashed over me.

"What was-" Dave started to whisper.

I cut him off, "Again. There again."

He moved his hand up. I dropped my head to his shoulder and moaned. "Here?" He asked.

"Y-y-yeahh." I managed to breath out. I'm getting that feeling that something is going to happen again.

Dave stayed there. "Alright, I can do that."

Ahhh, this is like nothing I've ever felt before. Like, jelloid knickers times ten thousand. I can't help but think this wouldn't feel the same with anyone else. I wouldn't even let Masimo do this, and he is my boyfriend. Oh shirt he is my boyfriend. And I'm doing number nine with Dave. Merde.

No Georgia! You are not going to ruin this because of that, it feels way too good.

Then, almost as if to prove that point, Dave pinched at that spot…a little bump. I let out a loud cry, almost a scream.

Dave chuckled, "Quiet down Kittykat."

I clamped my right hand over my mouth. Someone could hear me, and that would not be good. It could be one of the ace gang, or barmy army, or even Herr Kaymer or Miss Wilson! Oh my god, that would be so bad. Noone can find out about this.

"Dave, h-hurry up!" I said shakily, muffled too as I still have my hand over my mouth. The longer this takes the more likely someone will find us or be sus- "Ahhh!" God what is he doing? ...imagine what this would feel like if my knickers weren't in the way, giddygod.

"I'm trying." He growled. Still pressing against that bump with is thumb, he moved a finger and pushed it as much as he could through my knickers so it was sort of..inside me, he pulled it slightly away and repeated the action. I started bucking my hips into his hand. There is some insanely pleasurable feeling in my abdomen right now...and it's only getting better.

"Ohh! Mmm, Dave, Dave, Da-ahhh!" My moaning of his name cut off into another loud-ish cry (I almost had to bite my hand to keep relatively quiet) as some unbelievable wave of pleasure crashed over me.

ten seconds later

Did that seriously just happen? Still breathing sort of hard I looked up at Dave. He stepped back a little and brought his hand up. It was only then I realized he had been holding my underwear to the side. Why would…

"Yuck." He shook his left hand, some thick white stuff all over it. "And I have this mess in my pants.. You should be thanking me that I moved your knickers out of the way." He winked at me.

I just stared at him, slightly confused. What is he talking about? I laid my head against the tree, leaning on it. I do not trust my legs right now, they still feel like jello. "...What is that?" I said in a whisper.

Dave raised an eyebrow and then started laughing. What? It's a perfectly good question! "Oh Kittykat," he leaned over me and wiped the rest of the stuff off on the tree. "You honestly don't know?"

I shook my head.

He grinned cheekily. "Well, you just had what is called an orgasm. And that, that is what happens when you have one."

I gasped and put my hands over my face. That was an orgasm? Oh my Lord Sandra and Giddy Godd! "I did, didn't I?" Then that means before… "And you….?"

Dave gave me a slight nod. Then he came back closer to me and put his arms around me. "It's pretty awesome isn't it?"

"Well...yeah." I blushed. That was a bit more than awesome…

He leaned in and kissed me again, a soft and slow number five. It didn't last very long though.

"Urk…I'm sorry Gee. This is just way to uncomfortable." Dave said when he pulled away from me.

I gave him a confused look.

"I have that stuff in my pants remember?" He made a face and then adjusted his jeans.

"Oh...yeah." I stood up straight, I think I can handle it now.

"I should probably go change…" He trailed off rubbing the back of his neck.

"Okay." Remembering a thought from earlier I spoke again, "Um, Dave?"

"Yeah, Kittykat?" His eyebrows raised and he was still smiling a little... I swear he has never looked so fit.

"Uhh.." I started almost forgetting what I was going to say. I looked down and then up again. "We're not going to tell anyone about this, right?"

"Of course not Kitty, this stays between you, me, and the voles." He winked again and grinned really big.

I smiled too, letting my nose go ad hoc. "Alright, good." Then we just stood there smiling like loons at each other, which we are.

Dave decided to break the silence and asked, "Soo..can you find your way back to your camp?"

I looked around. Why? It's not like I can see it from here. Stupid head. "Yeah, probably." I laughed. "You should get back so you can er..clean up."

Dave laughed too. "Okay then, if you're sure. I don't want you to get lost and have to be taken in by the forest creatures." Oh god, imagine that. Though it may be better than the loony family I have now. I bet daddy voles don't drive clown cars or wear lederhosen, or well, the voley equivalent.

"I'm sure."

It was silent for a moment, almost to the point of awkward but not quite.

"I'll um, I'll call you tomorrow. The afternoon, alright?" Dave said carefully. What does he think, I'll say he can't? Silly boy.

"That sounds good." I batted my eyelashes and smiled v attractively. Dave and I do need to talk though, about what just happened, very badly.

He nodded. "Cool." Then his facial expression changed, like he was conflicted about something. Then right before I was going to ask him what was wrong, he grabbed my face and snogged me one last time. Yumm, I'm glad he decided to go with that.

After about a minute he pulled away. "S'laters Gee."

"S'laters Dave." I said with a dreamy tint. Then he waved and walked off.

one second later

Hahahaha, Dave is waddling! Because of the 'mess' in his pants he is walking funny. Aww, poor boy. I never did thank him for moving my knickers out of the way… I guess I'll just have to do it tomorrow.

I shook my head and pulled my skirt down. Time to go back to the world of the criminally insane. I wonder if they are done learning about the useless knots yet?

five seconds later

Shirt. My knickers are still wet anyway from when I fell in the river. Lovely.

11:00pm

back in my tent

Surprisingly I'm the first one back. The rest of my so called pals are still messing about in the woods with the lads.

I actually ran into Jas and Tom. She asked me where I was going and why I was all wet. I quickly said I felt into a river and had to get back so I could change. I tried to walk away v fast so she wouldn't see the state I was in, but then she told me I was going the wrong way, the camp is north, not east. Which is good information to know, because if she didn't warn me I'd still be wandering in the woods. And no one wants that. So I ran off the other way like a quick thing on quick tablets.

Thankfully the camping activities had settled down when I got back. Everyone is in their tents and I can even hear snoring from Herr Kaymer and even Miss Wilson's. I think Libbs and Vatti have some competition, and they are vair loud. Anyway, it was beyond easy to sneak back in.

I can tell you what was not easy though. Have you ever tried changing all of your clothes in a tiny, little tent? I very nearly fell over, and that would have caved our tent in, like in the boys' earlier. And do you know what would have happened after that? Herr Kaymer and his girlfriend would come blinking out and the whole of the ace gang would have been busted.

I wish Rosie and Jools good luck when they come back in. I wonder when they actually will be back?

one second later

I hope they don't ask what happened with Dave and I. I'll have to lie. I don't think I will ever tell a soul about it. Ever.

I couldn't really describe it anyway. I don't know what happened.

And what does it mean for us now? Because I know for certain that that is not something matey-type mates do.

two seconds later

I just though of Masimo again. Merde.

I shouldn't have kept pushing him out of my mind. What kind of girlfriend am I? How could I do that to him?

I rejected the Robbie Éclair and put him on the shelf of life for the Italian Cakey I'd been drooling over for months. When I finally buy my cakey, that is even yummier than I dreamed, it goes off to cake land for a month (bare with me), leaving me to venture the streets by myself. It was too tempting, the bakery drew me back in. And as soon as they offered me a Dave the Tart, I ate it up like I've never eaten before and begged for more.

Wait. Begged for more? Who said anything about more? That is not going to happen ever again. No, no, and thrice no.

No matter how tempting and delicious Dave the Tart is I must tell the bakery I have already boughten the Italian Cakey and am fully satisfied with it. Even though I've only been able to nibble around the edges of it. I must shun the Bakeshop of Luuurve.

From now on I must be faithful girlfriend. That is that, case closed. Now I will go to sleep and dream about my wonderful boyfriend.

one minute later

I can't stop thinking about what happened in the woods.

As soon as I closed my eyes I saw Dave's face. I can still feel his lips on mine. My insides are still buzzing.

What did he doto me? Why do I barely feel bad about what happened? And whydo I keep thinking I'd like to do it again?

He doesn't make it any easier. If he wasn't so danm sexy and cheeky and good at making me feel so, so me...and so good.

He is just Dave the Laugh. My Hornmeister. My friend…or at least I thought so.

And here's a good place to stop. So, we have got a very conflicted (and slightly uneducated ;P) Georgia. I was trying to convey that Dave isn't pushing too far or taking advantage of Gee, just 'helping' her out and being really caring. The next chapter will be all plot. And also this story will follow the events of SINTOP, just with my major plot adjustment. You know I love reviews guys! ;D

Luuurve,

Chaela