Happy Campers

Chapter 27 – Guess whose back

I can't believe I have to go through this shit again. I've dealt with it once, and I learnt my lesson. Why does the little creep have to try and go another round with me?

It could be worse I suppose, it could easily have been one of the other groups passing by, watching mine and Spencer's 'show'.

The next thing I see is the blasted acorn floating towards me and Spencer. I look back up at the demon in mouse's clothing, its beady little eyes are darting between me and the acorn; his acorn. Can mice swim? Whoa, whoa if you pray in the water does that make it holy? Demons can't touch holy water right!?

"Ashley, do not touch the acorn" Spencer warned. Please like I'm that stupid, but the acorn is getting closer to us.

"I wasn't planning to geez" And I stick to that, instead I start trying to blow the acorn towards the mouse, but the current is working against...like always. Nothing ever goes my way.

"Spencer maybe we should just swim for it, and then run away." I offer. I'm a mean swimmer when I have to be, let me just put that out there. I could have gone pro, but alas I had more interesting offers at the time.

"Ashley you're naked for crying out loud!" Spencer gasps. So, It's not like they never seen a girls body before.

"What's your point? Did you see the damage that little bugger did to me the last time, and I was wearing clothes at the time. I ain't risking it, its fight or flee princess and I'm not sticking around...good luck though." I reply hurriedly; I can see that plague ridden monster eyeing my goodies.

I went to pull away, but Spencer held me back.

"Oh, no you don't. And you know what my point is...you're not flashing anything to anyone. And how could you even think of leaving me to fend for myself? Gosh Ashley man up." Spencer replied, tapping me on my nose.

"In case you didn't notice Spencer, I'm a girl...a very vain girl, who doesn't want to be disfigured by an evil rodent." I huff, Spencer nods along. I know she's not really listening, she's thinking of plan to make both of us happy.

"Okay here's what we do. I'm going to flick the acorn towards the little guy and then we're going to swim, well your going to run to the bushes and I'll get your clothes." Spencer whispers...like the mouse can understand us geez. I nod along anyway. "Okay ready...1...2...3...go!" Spencer screams, I'm off before she had even finished.

I got to the bushes and Spencer was right behind me. The girls were nearly pissing themselves as they watched from the bank.

"Glad someone finds this shit funny." I mutter, as stand shielding my lady parts with bits of shrubs; Spencer insisted. I'm just waiting for Spencer to return my clothes to me.

I look over at the river, looking for the little shit that is to blame for my predicament. I see nothing at first...and then I see it. His furry little ass floating in the water, truly he was a formidable foe. I don't want to come off as heartless, but shit I'm not half relieved.

One question though, how the hell did it drown? It was on a rock and Spencer was supposed to flick his acorn towards him, it should have reached to the other side with little help.

"Here we go Ash, get dressed." I gingerly take my clothes from Spencer and watch her carefully. She doesn't look like she's in any inner turmoil over the monster, maybe she doesn't know. I mean from what I can tell of Spencer she's so not the type to just over look hurting an animal.

"Thanks Spence, um where did you flick the acorn?" I ask

"Uh yeah I kind of forgot to flick it, I panicked and you bolted before I had even finished counting."She replied shyly, as one of her hands rubbed the back of her head.

Ah ha so no one is to blame. Little mousey must have tried to get his acorn back, and possibly forgot that he can't swim. I can't help, but feel a little guilty though, poor guy.

"Why'd you ask?" Spencer asks, she goes to look over to the water, but I spin her round and kiss her roughly. I was scared for a second thinking I was to rough, but she started giving it back and the moaning; god don't get me started on the moaning.

I think its best that my baby never knows about little mouse's tragic ending. It wasn't her fault, but she'll find a way to take the blame. She's too soft, not that she's being very soft now. I'm actually against a tree, luckily I have my shirt on, other wise this would more painful and pleasurable.

"Mmm Ashley, the girls are watching aren't they." Spencer murmured against my neck. As subtly as I could I quickly looked over at the girls and yes of course they are. Even Katie and Evelyn have become transfixed on the second show of the day.

"Yep" I reply grinning.

I thought Spence would have stopped once it was confirmed that we were being gawked at, but no she simply kissed me with more passion and intensity. Now I'll admit here and now, I'm about to get carried away. I just can't seem to stop my hand from going up her top; the other was already conveniently placed on her ass. Some things juts can't be helped.

I tried I really did, but shit my hands are greedy and take control of themselves. So yeah they do grab a handful; receiving a squeal, and a slap on butt, not that the girls could see that side of me. The kiss ended there. Tease much, if she keeps this up, I'll be married to her before I'm 19.

My hand is fanning my face; I can feel the red heat in them. I see Spencer walking backwards towards the girls, smirking at me. She gives me a playful wink, before turning round. Oh she's gonna get it.

"Spencer, get back here!" I scream at her, making my way towards her. Her head whips round to face me, and the second she seems me she shrieks and starts running away; back toward the camp. I'm not far behind, neither are the others; not wanting to be left behind in the woods.

When I catch my little tease, she's going to beg for me to do it again. Well that's my plan anyway.