yay! I'm glad they talked! and I love that Faith is helping them out - even if they're a little too distracted to notice! Great chapter!

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Every Step That I Retrace/Always Leads Me Back to You/But I've Loved You All Along
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Yay for great update-y goodness... I can't wait for the fire-Bitch-C-day... Big yay Tara explaining the significance of Willow's panty wetness due to being close to Tara... Even bigger yay for their first ... Faith sure has shown to be a great friend...

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You gotta love a woman's sweet nectar juice!!.. That was laugh out loud funny!!! Great update

I freakin love Tree!! And Devola, Towanda and Faith. And of course W&T

I think this is the youngest I've seen them, so innocent and cute, such puppy love

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My heart and I have wandered aimlessly beneath the Weeping Willows, searching for the sun. - Hayley Westenra, "My heart and I"

Love this story. Their so young and innocent still. I hope Ms. Finch realizes what a big trouble maker Cordelia is. Glad Willow and Tara were able to have their first kiss uninterrupted.

I cannot stop laughing and blushing while I read this story... I'd love to see your devious face as you write this because it is just so... I don't know if I can describe it

My comments fall along the lines of what most people have already said, but I'm going to be repeat-o girl

The scenario with Tree was just too too too hilarious... Willow's whole-hearted immersion into the scientic endeavor was incredibly true to the character you have developed and to the atmosphere with the story.

I have to say that my ultimate favorite part of this chapter was furious-Tara with Cordelia in her sights... I REALLY wish that Faith and her beans hadn't gotten in the way. I think Tara would have really given Cordelia what she deserved if she had to get her hands on her at that point...
BUT, alas, I will wait patiently for Cordy's comeuppance

Still loving everything about this fic! Keep it up!

Cy.

LonelyTara:

Me, too. It was hard to write their hurt. I was upset when I was writing it.




Maybe . . . maybe not! (heh, heh, heh!) Oh yes! Her evil mind is me!



Spontaneous combustion now THAT’s a hot time! I hear your thoughts, but in this take Willow is relieved that she is not a baby and is delighted that the womanly feelings she has are shared by the girl she loves. She’s excited by the adventure of it, plus Tara’s explanation was very tender and down to earth.

And of course, I’m glad we’re buds, too! Always!



Shel AKA FineyMcFine:


You’re right and the other kittens agree with you. You also commented that you share LonelyTara’s blushy goodness around the ‘nectar discussion’ – you’re entitled!




Once again, you predicted a sentiment shared by many; Cordelia will shine in this next episode. Thanks for writing and reading and being my tech mentor!



Vampyregurl:


Absolutely not! And the Pinky Pointy Panty Dampness/Humidity Test has proven it’s value in introducing Willow to a whole new stream of thought. And you, naughty diva, have a cruel streak yourself! (BTW saw a platinum cigarette case with discreet but high quality pearls that reminded me of you!)




Unfortunately true, which makes her a much more dangerous opponent.




The second school of thought, that Tara’s explanation was not embarrassing.



KioNewgo:


Once again, no one is bringing the love for Cordy! *sigh*
Glad you liked the baked beans, was going to call this part “Love among the legumes or I’ve bean missing you.” Thanks for staying with the story! And love your punchy prose!



Laragh:


I should thank YOU because you’re uh ‘prayer’ pushed me faster than I’ve ever gone before.



Wimpy:


Remember your post after Part 3? Tree’s and Willow’s conversation came straight from your suggestion. If that’s not proof that I listen to feedback . . .



Leonhart17:


You’re welcome, thanks for being the first person to befriend me on PENS!



Zampsa1975:


Can’t argue with you when you’re right, a lot of hostility towards Cordelia. Wonder why?

BTW, the second tag under your signature always catches my eye!



SMGOVAN:


I completely agree. Juice has proven health benefits, too! Thank you!!!!



Promthea128:


So glad Tree and the campers work for you! Sometimes unsure of how much time to spend on non-W/T action. Thanks for the props!



Love_2003:


Glad to send the love right back at you! LOVE your icon! Yep, starting the Cordelia Chase Fan Club is going to be an uphill climb . . .



Cyteach:


Devious face? Moi? I am shocked that you would describe me so uh accurately.


Glad you loved the truthless Jules!




And it will come, if there is such a thing as divine justice – let’s keep hoping! Thanks



Title: How I met your mother*
Author: Ariel
Email: blaziak@yahoo.com
Feedback: All feedback welcomed, specific input appreciated.
Rating: R for naughty words and frank discussion of sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I love to take them for a ride!
Summary: A/U before season 1, the summer after Willow's freshman year with a large dose of Queen Cordelia at her bitchy best and teen-aged angst.

*no connection to the sit-com of the same name

Thoughts are in italics.



Part 11: The Party


Jules hurried into the dining hall a few minutes later and spotted Faith, still standing guard. She jerked her thumb in the direction of the kitchen, “What’s up?”


Faith winked, “Young love.”


“Tara and Willow?”


Faith nodded.


“You keepin’ a look-out?”


“Yeah.”


“Nice.”


Jules grinned as she watched Tara and Willow stumble through the swinging door with eyes shining; faces flushed, and mussed up hair. They had their arms wrapped around each others’ waists and were smiling joyfully.


Jules made a sudden decision and snapped her fingers. “You! Party tonight after the movie. It’s a secret, so don’t tell anyone else and definitely not old lady Finch!”


“Wh-what about our k-kids?”


“Done deal. Don’t worry about it.”


Tara thrust her arms upward in a big stretch, gave an elaborate fake yawn and rubbed her knuckles into her eyes. “W-we’re pretty sl-sleepy. We were just going to go r-right to bed.”


Willow giggled; Tara was beautiful but she was no actress!


Jules wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. “Hey, Carly and I helped you both AND we’re senior counselors. I’m serious, see you at the storage shed by the driveway, the one farthest away from camp. Wear dark clothes.”


Jules took off and Faith stepped forward, “she meant me, too, right?”


Willow and Tara looked at each other, appreciating that Faith had stood guard for them, and nodded.


“S-sure, Faith! Everybody’s invited.”


Faith was grinning, dark eyes flashing with excitement. “This is my first camp party!”


Willow grinned, getting into the spirit. “Me, too! Every other party was a birthday with parents and party games.”


Tara stared at herself, covered in brown goo, and Willow with several dozen smashed beans on her breasts. “Let’s t-take a shower.”


Willow smiled. “We’ll be wet!” She noticed Faith smirking at them and blushed to the roots of her hair. “Uh, wetty goodness in the shower from the showerhead with wet water from the pipes.”


Mrs. Finch walked up. “Tara, you have your driver’s license? Good, take this list and run into town for me to fill up the gas can for the generator and buy some extra flashlight batteries. Faith go along and show her the way.” She took in Tara and Faith, still covered in beans, “After your showers, of course!” Tara and Faith began heading for the showers, with Willow right by their side. “Oh, Willow, grab a mop and help clean up this mess!”


Willow pointed to the smashed beans on her body to no avail, being told to rinse off in the kitchen sink. As she felt the water hit her nipples for a second time she realized the huge difference between faucet water poinkyness and Tara poinkyness.


As she finished mopping, she saw Faith and Tara approach. “Hey! I got a great idea!” A moment later she fished some money out of her pocket. “My parents sent $50.00 for miscellaneous, so get some snack-y goodness since we can’t raid the kitchen.”


Faith snatched the money, “Hey, let’s really shift this party into overdrive. I know just the stuff!”


Faith saw Tara staring dreamy-eyed at Willow who was staring right back and simply grabbed the blonde’s elbow and started dragging her out the door. An instant later, Willow came out of her daze and headed off to shower and change.


“So, T., listen up! Old lady Finch doesn’t allow any soda, candy bars, chips or anything to come back. She’s harder on smuggling than the department of homeland security so don’t let her catch you with anything, got it?”


Tara nodded.


The trip in was quick, camp business was taken care of, and the two girls split up to buy party treats since Faith had a special purchase to make.


Finally they were heading back and pulling up the long driveway.


“F-faith, is Mrs. Finch really that strict?”


Faith jumped out of the truck. “Are you for real! She’s a bitch on wheels, she’s always rolling up on me outta nowhere to bust my—“


“Faith Lehane!” Mrs. Finch seemed to ooze out of the shadows. “I hope you remembered to instruct Tara about contraband being brought into camp!”


Faith gulped, then plastered a smile on. “O, yeah. Mrs. F. We’re five by five!”


The director made a gesture and Faith lifted her arms so that Mrs. Finch could feel behind her leather jacket and pat down her waist.


“Faith had a little problem with smuggling last year.” She fixed Faith with a sharp glance, “glad you’ve overcome that.” Faith returned a sickly grin.


Tara meanwhile was uncomfortably aware of a cold two liter bottle of coke against her back, two bags of chips, and numerous candy bars thrown into her tucked in shirt. She tried not to move and give herself away by crinkling.


Mrs. Finch gave her a cursory glance, and gestured for them to unload the truck. After she left they both gasped with relief and sagged against the truck bed.


“I f-feel l-like a drug runner!”


Faith grinned, her good spirits restored. “No worries, right? Let’s Party!”


The smuggled a couple of grocery bags out of the kitchen, stashed their goods under the sink, and watched the movie.


Willow’s hand reached out in the darkness and found Tara’s, giving it a squeeze. Tara returned the pressure and they both felt their temperatures rise and wished that they were in their bed together, getting shiver-y.


At the end of the movie, they gathered their girls and gave them hugs all around and a moment later Hallie Hicks appeared. The short blond put her finger to her lips and asked if the girls wanted to play a secret game. They nodded, grinning with excitement, and followed Hallie out the door.


Tara and Willow clasped hands again, both a little shy at the idea of partying with the older girls and began walking out of the dining hall and down the driveway. They head a sharp whistle and Faith emerged with the two grocery bags of goodies. They could see her smile in the darkness as they walked along to the small shed near the end of the driveway.


They heard voices, hesitated, then Faith flung open the door and led the way.


“H-hey, guys! Willow and I invited F-faith.” They dumped their bags of goodies out in the middle of the blanket to an appreciative chorus.


Cordelia rolled her eyes, “Please. No fraternizing with the help, it’s sooo tacky!”


Faith looked at Cordelia and a slow, dangerous smile unrolled across her face. She started to step across the circle to Cordy, but Tara put a hand up to stop her.


“No pr-problem.” She looked at Faith and Willow and grinned, “L-let’s have a private party.”


She and Willow began rapidly removing and re-packing all the goodies in a bag, while Faith grinned.


“I’m good with that, T.” She opened her leather jacket, and pulled out a good sized bottle of Jack Daniels which she had hidden in her sleeve. “Leaves more for us.”


Cordelia opened her mouth to deliver a final insult, but Jules cut her off.


“Cordy, shut it.” Then Jules nodded to Faith. “We would be honored if you’d join our little gathering.” The rest of the group seconded the invitation.


Faith shrugged and dropped easily to the floor. “I’m in.”


An instant later Jules plucked the bottle neatly from Faith’s hand and began pouring coke and whiskey into glasses and handing them around while everyone started digging into the snacks.


Willow and Tara looked around shyly, identifying Carly, Jules, Cordelia, Mary, and a big breasted girl with feathered ash blond hair who had pretty dark eyes. She smiled and introduced herself as Jenilee Cooper, Rose Zepeda’s JC and Jules' guest.


Then the conversation resumed.


“You ever have a boyfriend?” Cordelia was asking Mary.


Mary shook her head 'no' and blushed.


Carly cut in, “no biggie, Mary. Sometimes it’s healthy to do without a guy for a while.”


Mary grinned ruefully and pointed to herself. “Then take a look at the healthiest girl in California!”


Willow thought Mary’s comeback was hilarious. She dropped her nose into her glass and snorted with laughter. Then she listened and raised her head, suddenly serious. “You know, listen, it echoes.” She snorted again and everybody broke up laughing.


Faith eyeballed Jules, “So what’s up with the ‘Toto’ crap for your camp name?”


Jules pretended to be hurt, “Toto? That's Finch getting delusional. It was supposed to be 'Totem'" she flexed her muscles, "Tall, carved, and mighty!"


Faith cut in, “You’d like a girl to climb up and down you alright!”


Carly looked Faith up and down, “Girl, do you eat with that mouth?”


Faith winked at her, then returned to her question. “So, what’s up with ‘Totem’?”


Jules laughed, “I'm giving up on the camp name thing after the 'Toto' mess and I only tried it on because she wouldn’t let me go with ‘Butch.’


Jennilee smiled at the bigger girl, “I like big, butch girls!”


Jules looked back at her with a broad grin and Jenilee slid over next to her and snuggled close.


Faith continued, “old lady Finch musta popped when she saw your butch haircut. How did ya get it past her?”


Jules blushed and everyone hooted as she answered, “I told her I’d had head lice.”


Carly snapped her fingers, “That’s why she comes over to your table and stares at your scalp for three minutes at every meal!”


People rolled around laughing while Jules maintained a healthy red color.


Jenilee decided to bail her out. “Anybody play doctor.”


Nods all around.


Willow’s piping voice was heard, “yeah!” She smiled. “I learned a lot looking up all those medical terms!”


Cordelia was breathless with laughter, “You WHAT?”


Willow looked hurt. “You know, looked up various medical terms and diseases.” She stared at Cordy. “Isn’t that how you play ‘doctor’?”


There was an instant of indrawn breath and suddenly the room exploded into laughter. Willow looked down, hurt and confused by the reaction. She suddenly felt very small and stupid. She hid her face in Tara’s shoulder and Tara put an arm around her and pulled her in close.


Jules laughed, “This girl needs a medical intervention!”


Carly chimed in, “paging Doctor Tara, paging Doctor Tara.”


Another laugh all around with Tara and Willow wearing matching blushes.


Mary’s voice was timid. “Anybody get to first base?”


Willow looked up at Tara who whispered, “French kissing.” Willow nodded wisely, pretending that she had already known.


Faith snorted. “First base? Baby, I’m sliding into hoooome!”


Jules high-fived her.


Carly rolled her eyes, “Third base for me, God was he ever a loser! One of those dimwits who hits a woman’s lovebump like it’s a broken elevator button!”


Cordelia chipped in, “I did it with Dominick Bellini.”


Willow stared at her, “he didn’t even have a brain!”


Cordelia grinned, “But he did have a car!” She buffed her nails and showed them off.


Carly smirked, “Keep those high standards, Cordy. Mr. Right is in the next car over!”


Faith looked curious, “What about you, T?”


Tara ducked her head, “N-nothing much.”


Mary cooed. “I think it’s sweet that you’re saving it for Mr. Right.”


Faith, Carly, Jules and Jennilee looked at each other and burst into laughter together. Willow didn’t get the joke.


Jenilee got whiny and looked up at Jules, “I wish we shared a cabin like Tara and Willow.”


Jules bent over and kissed Jennilee lightly on the lips. Me too, baby.” She jerked her head towards Mary, “But I’m stuck with the nun.”


Carly jumped in, “Trade you in a heartbeat.” She groaned, indicating Cordy, “I got the prom queen.” She rolled her eyes, “takes sleeping beauty here almost half an hour to get her face on while I get to do all the kid wrangling before breakfast.”


Jules thought over the idea of a trade then smiled and gave Mary a good natured pat on the shoulder. “Nah, Mary’s alright; great with the kids, too. She’s a keeper!”


Cordelia decided it was time to change the subject. “Where are the guys?”


Jules held out her arms and said mockingly, “Welcome to the Island of Lesbos!”


Carly grinned at her best friend. “Damn, my life would be so much easier if I was into girls!” She sighed, “but I’m hardwired for ‘hard’. Ain’t that a fuckin’ pain in the ass with no guy in sight!”


Cordelia, flinched. “What? Every camp movie I ever saw has a boy’s camp just across the lake!”


Carly rolled her eyes. “Hate to think that movies aren’t always accurate! Kinda ruins your faith in the world.”


Faith was drinking straight from the bottle and came up coughing, “Huh? Somebody call me?”


Jules looked her over, “If it was it’d be from Alcoholics Anonymous. Slow down, Faith you’ll be a fucking train wreck tomorrow and we could all get busted!”


Willow was curious. “How do you do this? Cover the kids and have the party and not get in trouble and stuff?”


Carly leaned back. “It’s kind of a system we thought up. When someone’s boyfriend is passing through or something’s coming up, we cover each other. First, we get the kids used to doing stuff with a bunch of other counselors, then we arrange swaps to cover the kids. A party like this is a big deal because we need to set up more coverage.” She looked at Willow, “We covered Lawanna last year when her boyfriend came through on his way to college so she’s lending us her JC to cover your and Tara’s cabin.”


Tara spoke up, “C-can Hallie handle it?”


Carly laughed, “Are you kidding? She’s an Air Force brat with four younger sisters. She’ll have your kids jumping through hoops of fire and loving it.” She looked back at Cordelia. “There’s basically five decent guys in this town, three were unavailable and the two brothers I lined up got grounded and had to bail at the last minute!”


Mary smiled, “I like having a girls’ night out!”


Jules managed to tug the bottle out of Faith’s hand and raised it aloft, “I’ll drink to that!” She took a swig then leaned over and pulled Jennilee into a long kiss.


Willow stared at the two older girls. It looked so right for them to kiss so easily and so openly. She felt a fluttering in her belly and . . . lower. Without a thought she reached up, grabbed Tara’s head by the ears and pulled the bigger girl into a kiss.


Tara gasped, then traced the edges of Willow’s tiny upturned smile with her tongue. It was very important, somehow to trace each part of Willow’s lips before surrendering to her desire and pulling Willow into a tight embrace. The mouths opened tenderly, fiercely, and greedily as they drank each other’s kisses. The room fell away and they didn’t hear the catcalls, cheers, and shouted advice until they parted. Then their gaze into each other’s eyes solidified and they knew that something more had to happen now but they were not sure what it would be. They started to stand, knowing that they had to be alone.


Jules looked over at Carly and gave an almost imperceptible nod. Carly returned it. “Okay, kiddies, Aunt Carly is going to walk you back.” She followed them out the door and far enough way from the others so that they wouldn’t be overheard. She spoke quickly, “Here’s the deal. There’s a room built in part of the left hand side of the loft in the barn.” She pressed a key into Tara’s hand. “This unlocks it. It’s a tiny room, with sheets, blankets and a candle lantern and you two will warm it up just fine.


Tara and Willow just stood there, dazed with their need for each other and almost unable to take in the new possibilities.


“Look, I grew up here. Every girl needs a private place, so I boarded up part of the loft and I used old cot mattresses to pad the walls and ceiling and sound proof it. We use it like I said before, for special occasions. This is it. You’re the special occasion.”


“Us?”


“Yeah, you. So just shut up and enjoy it.” Her voice softened, “You’ve got something sweet together. Tonight’s your night. A gift from Jules and me.”


Instinctively Willow and Tara clasped hands. They smiled shyly, eyes dark with desire, and suddenly Carly surprised herself by leaning in and giving them each a kiss on the forehead. Then she smiled at them and walked back to rejoin the party.


A breathless pause under the scattered brilliance of the Milky Way, then their eyes met and they turned as one, walking towards the barn.

Awwwwwwww how sweet. Our girls are gonna make love for the first time . What a beautiful coming of age story. Please don't let Queen C ruin the magical moment!

PS...Dibs!

It seems sorta weird that Cordy was even invited. I'm tring to place their ages. If its between freshman and sophmore years, aren't they like 14 or 15?

P.S. Do I get Dibs since SMGOVAN didn't call it?

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My heart and I have wandered aimlessly beneath the Weeping Willows, searching for the sun. - Hayley Westenra, "My heart and I"

Ahhh Ariel,

Just for you, the comments will always begin in some form with my reclining on the chaise lounge - this time I'm sipping tea - pinky finger extended of course.

It was great how Tree yanked Cordy's tree to keep her from ruining the festivities - that a Faith was holding the great equalizer - booze.

It's sweet that there is this unwritten rule about a couple getting the little room for trysts, and it being given to them.

So what do you have planned for their little de liaison du cœur? Hmmm?

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Queen C really is the Queen Bitch, isn't she?





Looking foward to see what happens in the cute little soundproofed room

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Yay for great update-y goodness... Yay for great party... I still wonder why they invited Bitch-C... I truly hope that she doesn't ruin our girls special moment...

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Posting while nude improves your mood...

I'm guessing Cordy had to be included because otherwise she would've ratted them out. This was a great chapter, so many sweet little moments. I really hope that nothing happens to spoil their magic moment. It's wonderful that the girls are all so accepting of each other, and that they have Tree and her girlfriend as mentors in their budding love.



Amen, Tara, amen.

Looking forward to more. Update soon, please?

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"We're in love. We're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers."

Ariel...I always suspected that things like this went on at camp after the kids were asleep!

I have to agree with LonelyTara that Cordy was only invited by default so they wouldn't get ratted out. I am a little worried though, because now that Cordy knows for sure about W/T, that she is going to take her bullying to the next level. Hopefully the others band together and protect our girls.


I love that Willow can be extra shy and awkward, but when it comes to Tara...she throws caution to the wind! Wish we could have seen stuff like this on TV!!!!!!!!!

Lovely chapter and I'm looking forward to seeing what happens next

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"Transform your pain. Release your past. And ... uh ... get over it."
~Willow, Where The Wild Things Are

This story is just too cute. Every update, it gets better and better.

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MMMMMM, Vixeny Goodness.

Lovely update. Wondering if Willow and Tara are really going to take full advantage of the room or if one of them will get too nervous to take it any further.

Oh, what a fun camp party. Seems there's more girl-on-girl action going on than just Willow and Tara. Really makes me wish I was there. My camps were never that fun.

I like how Tree and Carly are taking care of our young lovers, and the secret hide-away is so cool. I'm very anxious to see what is going to transpire there. My gut tells me more extensive research, but I'm not sure if they're ready to hit a homer just yet. Guess I'll just have to wait and see.



So glad I could be an inspiration. Lots of tingles soon I hope.


Wimpy

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"There was plenty of magic." ~~ Tara

awwwwwwwwwww, such a cute story! I just caught up ^^

thanks ^^

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This story is so amazing!! Love it so much!

Willow and Tara are so cute!

Sarah

Lol, that party has quite the ending I love that everyone figured it out before they did

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Another great update, Ariel!

I'm probably repeating a lot of what I've said previously, or what someone else has said, but I'm gonna do it anyway

I love that the setting at a camp allows for these little peeks into "camp life"... I spent a lot of time in my life in this situation, both as a camper and as a leader, so I can really get into where you're going with this... at the same time, we so didn't get to have fun parties like that one, but we did eat a lot of junk food and play poker and pranks on each other

As for the Cordelia issue... I think it's fairly clear that while Queen C might be the popular leading lady at Sunnydale High, she doesn't have quite the following at the camp... You know the old adage keep your friends close and your enemies closer? I think this might be a situation where this comes into play... can't have her narking on all of the fun!

I really enjoyed this update because we get to see some more of the secondary characters come into play and at the same time have Willow and Tara in the scene as well. It makes it really well-rounded and fun to read.

I'm kinda raising my hatred level for Mrs. Finch and she's closing in on Cordelia's hatred level... How dare she deny Willow the opportunity to shower away the sticky beans with Tara?! Blasphemous!

Can't wait to see this little private room--I'm pretty damn excited that it even exists!

Waiting patiently for the next lovely update!

Cy.

SMGOVAN:
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Yeah. This is an Awwwwful story! Thanks for reading and giving feedback!


I hear and obey, the UberBitch (Well named by KioNewgo) will not interrupt! I read the feedback and the jury has reached a verdict – no crap from Cordy tonight!

Smart how you reclaimed your “dibs” with a timely edit! See next post below!


Promthea128:

Yes, Willow is 15. Tara and Cordelia are both 16 and were recently freshmen in high school, Tara is a year older for something she chooses not to discuss and Cordelia because her parents traveled for a year when she was younger.


As a relative newbie, I had no idea and was going to throw it out to LonelyTara, revered by many as the DibsMaster of the Universe BUT SMGOVAN, edited in her Dibs! (What a minx!)


Vampyregurl:

As usual, your prose is delightful; great to see Faith win one, she deserves it! I wonder if you’re posting from the red velvet chaise lounge or the gold satin chaise lounge. . .


Tish, you spoke French! <=Obscure reference to the Adams Family! What do I have planned? Absolutely nothing! I try to turn into Willow and Tara and write what I see and hear. Then I go back and fix mistakes and tighten it up. Wish me luck and hope that they talk to me!


Laragh:

You nailed that one! A previous post suggested she change her license plate to Queen B for that very reason! Good catch!


You and me both, sister! See note above. Thanks for reading and being so wonderful.


Zampsa19752001:

Really glad you liked the party – I had a lot of fun writing it! As to Bitch-C (that name seems very popular!) detectives LonelyTara, Finey McFine and Cyteach have solved that one for us. See notes below.


LonelyTara:

Great Golden Gorillas, LT! Am I ever going to get ANYTHING past you! Seriously, you did it again! I tried writing a few lines of dialogue for them to overhear indicating that Cordy had chiseled her way in, but it just muddied the water and didn’t add to the scene. I’ll see if there’s an effective way to provide the info in another scene.


You are not alone there and the will of the Kittens rules!


Shel AKA FineyMcFine:

You have no idea! Seriously, there is a very fun book called Camp Camp that mentions a particular camp where multiple counselors came out as Lesbians shortly after camp and were having trysts in camp. I was flirted with at a Girl Scout camp (entirely by my own consent with someone of an appropriate age relative to me) and got a kiss after camp at a movie from that same sister-in-scouting.


YOU’RE worried! I’ve got the Uber Bitch living in my head! Stay tuned, keep your fingers crossed!


I completely agree! I truly regret the level of censorship our girls had to suffer on TV!


Wiccanvixen:

Hey, we’re both 2010 kittens! But you’re ‘older’ than I am! Thanks for writing, it really means a lot to me to hear from you and from other kittens!


Love_2003:

Of course they’re going to do something but the questions are what & how much? I haven’t written this yet, see notes above and wish me luck!


Definitely speaks to me, thanks for the signature tag – great reminder!


Wimpy:

See note to Shel, above AND I go to a camp called “Camp it Up” that has mostly lesbians and their kids with a few guy couples and straight couples – lot’s of woman on woman goodness there, believe me and of course gay kids are welcome! There’s a swimming hole, rope swing, horses, craft stuff, etc. So there are such places!


Just to set the record uh straight, I am quoting your November 16th post that inspired the whole Jules/Willow or Willow/Jules conversation:


Okay, point clarified, moving on and thanks for staying with this so long!


Nue:

You nailed it! You and SMGOVAN are on the same page there! Thanks!

P.S. Cute pic of you and your girl!


W/TLove4Life AKA Sarah:

They are very, very cute. I don’t write as much as try to create a situation, let them into it, and listen to them talk (see notes above). Thanks for reading and feed-backing! FB-ing means a lot to me!


Leonhart17: (psssst! Can I call you Maggie?)

Yeah. Jules made up her mind where it was going when she saw them walk out of the kitchen and everyone else figured it out during the party. Even Cordelia . . .


Cyteach:

Oooooh! “Poker and pranks” – it’s time to do a little stealing from feedback! Seriously, if you can find a spare minute, send some goodies from your past camp days!


Sophisticated take, not just Cordelia hinting but Carly and Jules deciding to pull her in so they’ve got something on her, too. Hmmm. . . Sharp! Well worth stealing . . .


I agree! I pictured the shower scene, was ready to write the shower scene, and the Finchmeister butted in and ruined it. Willow gets the SINK and the MOP? Suck-y!

Glad you enjoyed seeing more of the secondary characters, hope you like the room stuff!


Once again, thanks for reading and taking the time to give feedback; it’s golden, it’s treasured, and it’s listened to! Ideas from several of you have been incorporated!


Title: How I met your mother*
Author: Ariel
Email: blaziak@yahoo.com
Feedback: All feedback welcomed, specific input appreciated.
Rating: NC-17 sexual activity between W/T (rating is high to play it safe.)
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, but I love to take them for a ride!
Summary: A/U before season 1, the summer after Willow's freshman year with a large dose of Queen Cordelia at her bitchy best and teen-aged angst.

*no connection to the sit-com of the same name

Thoughts are in italics.



Part 12: The First Time


They clasped hands, stumbling slightly as they made their way to the barn. Then they entered and Tara spoke softly to the horses, easing their way to the loft ladder. Next they climbed up and walked to the left and found the locked door. Tara took out the key with trembling fingers and tried to fit it in the lock, she tried again, and then Willow gently took the key from her hands and unlocked the door.


They stepped inside, using a flashlight for the first time that night to find the candle lantern, matches, and a pile of bedding. Tara fumbled with a match and lit the candle lantern then they worked silently to lay down a quilt, then sheets, a blanket, and another quilt.


Somehow all their passion disappeared. They felt scared and they looked uncertainly at each other, knowing that they loved each other but not sure what to do. Tara sat down first, and then Willow bent to her knees and found her head above Tara’s. Once again she stared at the dear, perfect zigzag shaped part on the top of Tara’s head. She leaned her nose down and traced the part again, smelling the good smell of Tara’s hair and feeling the tenderness surge up inside her.


Then Tara looked up at her, face glowing golden in the flickering candle light, and Willow leaned down to meet her full, soft lips. Their lips first brushed against each other then met and clung together. Willow felt her lower lip, taken and sucked into Tara’s mouth, caressed by a silken tongue. A shivery jolt raced down her back, and suddenly her fingers were in Tara’s hair, losing themselves in the golden cascade then laying a fiery trail down Tara’s neck as each fingertip caressed the satin skin.


They paused for a moment, breathless and meeting each other’s eyes.


Willow’s voice was soft with desire, “Show me what to do, Tara.”


Tara suddenly looked nervous, “Sh-show you what?”


“You know, how to make love.”


“I’ve n-never exactly d-done it before.”


“But you’re a year older!”


“I’ve m-made love to myself. You know, t-touched myself.”


“You did!” Willow seemed a bit put off.


“D-didn’t you?”


“No.” Willow was definite. “Once I had my Bat Mitzvah, you know when I was 13, my Mom figured it was time for me to, you know, masturbate. Ewww, isn’t that a gross word? Masturbate? I hate it! So she kept asking me if I did, you know, uh, touch myself. Her asking me was so yucky that I figured anything my Mom wanted me to do that much had to be loaded with creepy-badness so I never did it.”


“Wh-what did your Mom say then?”


“Well, I lied and said I did it all the time and that it was great. Then she told me not to do it too much because that was unhealthy, too. Finally she quit asking and I was pretty relieved.” She looked curiously at Tara. “What about you?”


Tara blushed, and looked down, a shy smile crooking at the corner of her mouth. “M-my Mom c-called the woman stuff the ‘Tender Mysteries’ and said that ancient Greeks had rituals for the women’s mysteries thousands of years ago and that the p-power and b-beauty of women have been worshipped thousands of y-years even before that. She told me about the l-love nectar, about the f-feelings inside, about b-babies and all that stuff, and about l-loving my b-body, too. Sh-she said it was okay to t-touch to l-learn about your body and to pleasure yourself, too; and it was okay n-not to touch. That a w-woman gets to choose what she d-does and with who but to protect m-myself and hold my gift precious f-for the r-right one and the right time.” Then she looked straight into Willow’s face, blue eyes almost incandescent in their intensity. “Y-you are the one, Willow. This is the time. It’s as if the G-goddess gave it to us.”


“Tree and Carly seem like funny Goddesses, drinking Jack Daniels and laughing like crazy in a camp store-room!” She giggled then suddenly pounced on Tara, digging her fingers into Tara’s arm-pits and tickling her until Tara was wiggling to escape and almost breathless with laughter. Then Tara struck like lightning, poking the tender places up and down Willow’s sides and Willow bent double, laughing and gasping; then she got her feet braced and used them to push Tara backwards. Tara rolled over on her side, got back to her knees and used a double handed attack on both Willow’s arm-pits at once. But Willow managed to grab Tara’s wrists and shove them backwards and lunge in again for Tara’s over tickled armpits. Tara jerked back to get herself beyond the reach of the Willowhand-Ticklefinger attack and suddenly fell onto her back and Willow landed on top of her, then Willow rolled off to the side, a hand landing accidentally on Tara’s breast.


Suddenly time stopped as they froze, both looking at Willow’s hand. Then Willow inhaled sharply and curled her fingers to cup the sweet curve of Tara’s breast. Without thinking, she squeezed it softly and rubbed her hand over it, loving the feel of the soft nipple turning into a rosebud. It was exciting to rub it and she could tell by the change in Tara’s breathing that she was excited, too.


Willow felt a warmth leaving her body,” I’m wet, Tara.”


“M-me, too.”


Willow turned her face away, shy, then whispered, “I want to kiss you.” She breathed in deeply, “I want to kiss you on your breast.”


Tara didn’t answer with words, but she slid her clothes and bra up, offering her breasts to Willow’s desire. Then her fingers wove themselves into Willow’s fiery hair, nestled themselves against the back of her head, and gently guided her down.


Willow kissed the white V of flesh just below the golden brown tan of where Tara’s work shirt opened. This was the secret skin, the skin no one but her knew enough about to love. She kissed the line of creamy smoothness then lowered her head and breathed a warm breath onto Tara’s nipple.


Willow first kissed the sweet brown nipple, literally kissed it with her lips. Then she grew bolder and lengthened the kiss, holding the nipple between her lips. The third time her tongue kissed it as well and her mouth drew it inside to warm it. Instinctively she began to suckle, caressing the nipple with lips and tongue while Tara sighed and arched her back, thrusting her breast deeper into Willow’s mouth. Willow’s tongue sent jolts of pleasure to Tara’s nipple that radiated through her entire body. She opened her legs to give her swollen center some relief, and felt a hot trickle slide down her thigh.


Willow came up for air, gasping with pleasure, green eyes a-star with the wonder of it all. Then she smiled, addressing Tara’s other breast, “You look a little lonely, there! I think it’s your turn for kissage.” Then she bent down and loved Tara’s other breast while Tara felt the warmth of Willow’s love shining inside her.


When Willow looked up, their eyes met and Tara rolled Willow on her back. She reached under Willow’s clothes and caressed Willow’s tummy with a circular pattern on the girl’s soft skin. Willow gasped sharply, feeling another release of nectar as Tara’s eyes met hers. Then Tara slid her hand under Willow’s bra and began to caress her breasts then stroke and pinch her nipples.


“Tara.” Willow’s voice was husky, “Kiss me, kiss me there.”


Tara bent down, offering teasing licks, sweet sucking, and gentle pressure to Willow’s soft and tender breasts.


Willow shivered and opened her legs and Tara bent closer to smell the younger girl’s nectar.


“C-can I touch you, Willow?”


The love flush was on Willow’s face, her eyes bright with passion. She nodded. Then, without a word, they both removed their clothing and lay back down. Tara circled each nipple for the last time then traced a curving pattern down from Willow’s breasts down to her center. Tara stroked Willow’s thighs, warm ivory to her touch, then found the hot bud which was aching for her.


Tara explored, touching it in different ways then listening for Willow’s breathing and the flex of her body to learn how to love her girl. Finally she found the music and the rhythm of Willow’s love and began to touch her swollen rosebud.


Willow felt her skin suddenly get tight, then hot. There were chills racing up and down her back and a shuddering that was entirely out of control. She opened her mouth to tell Tara that she was wet but her bones turned to liquid fire, her blood was singing in her veins, and her body became something she had never seen or felt before. It pulsed and surged, it bucked against Tara’s hand in frenzied surges that subsided into an explosion of ecstasy, a sensuous shattering and then utter peace. Everything was perfect except that her legs didn’t seem to work any more. I’ll worry about that later, she decided.


Her voice was an awed whisper, “What was that, Tara?”


Tara smiled. “I r-read a book called Patience and Sarah about two girls like us. They called it ‘melting’ and there are other words, but that’s what I call it.”


Willow sighed, “’Melting’, That sounds right.”


“Another word is ‘singing’.”


“Hmmm.” Willow sighed again, “That sounds right, too.”


Then her body, still humming in every cell, was rolled on its side and clasped tight in Tara’s arms and Tara thrust her leg between Willow’s legs. A moment later Willow revived and smiled, returning Tara’s embrace and adding one of her own legs to their love knot.


Then they kissed and stroked each other’s smooth flesh and they giggled and told secrets and healed each other’s childhood wounds with a hug and a kiss and a touch of the tongue.


Finally Willow’s voice faltered and her head drooped and Tara saw that her beloved was sleeping. So she watched over her for the last few hours of the night, until cracks in the wall sent golden light slanting over Willow’s pale face.


Suddenly she thought of the Robert Frost poem, one of her favorites:


Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


Then Tara thought of her own body, of her own life, of scars seen and unseen and she looked again at the sleeping face beside her.


“Stay gold, Willow,” she whispered.

Oh, sweet, simply sweet and beautiful first experiences. I really love how Tara explains things to Willow in a much more lovely way than her mother did. It's so much more appealing that way, especially now that she's experienced the "melting". *sigh*

Willow is still so naive, but yet her feelings for Tara enable her to tell her what she wants to do and have done. And Tara letting her know that she's that special one was beyond beautiful. Again, with the *sigh* moment.



Me three.

Thanks so much for putting the happy, dreamy smile on my face that I'm sure I'll be wearing all day.


Wimpy

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That was beautiful, it really, really was.

You captured the tenderness and uncertainty of the first time perfectly. They listened to each other's bodies and...wow, it really was just amazing.

Thanks for giving me a Merry Chistmas Eve Eve!



Also, Nothing Gold Can Stay is my favourite poem EVER! So happy to see it in a fanfic!!

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That was simply Beautiful....

Aww, that was sweet! I love that they got to share that with each other - and I love how honest they are with each other now that everything is out in the open...

Of course you can call me Maggie

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owww, so cute ^^I really like how naive and young they are... I miss those days XD


thanks ^^

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Oh Dear Ariel...that was so sweet and really beautiful! *swooning* now. Willow is still so innocent and naive but I bet now she catches up pretty fast:)


Uh, I have to agree with Willow on the 'talk' with her Mom. Creeeeeepy!

Again terrific job on this chapter. Looking forward to the next update and hoping that Queen C or the Finchmeister don't get in their way!!!

Hope you are enjoying the Holidays!

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Just wondering how old are Willow and Tara? By the details about their innocence, I'm guessing that Willow is around 13 and Tara 15, please correct me if I'm wrong. If I'm right, then I will just skip that last chapter.

Lovely, lovely! *Wipes a tear...*

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