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Layne Meets Georgia Part 9: Camping Out

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   Half an hour later, she returned. "Ok, I got what I needed. Where do you want to camp out?"

   "Well," Layne replied, "I was thinking we could sleepover at my house, but if you wanna camp out, we can."

   "Well," Georgia responded, "I was planning to make a campfire and maybe roast marshmallows and hot dogs, but I can sleep over at your house if you want."

   "Well," Layne pondered, "how will we decide what we're doing?"

   "Rock-paper-scissors?" Georgia suggested.

   "Okay, then," Layne accepted.

   "Ok, ready?" Georgia asked. Then they played, but it tied as rock. "Hmm, it appears we're evenly matched. What else should we do?"

   "Guess I should've picked something besides rock this time," Layne remarked. He always picked rock. "I have no clue. I think we should just go camping."

   "Really?" Georgia was excited. "Yay! We're going to have so much fun! There are so many cool things to see at night!"

   "Okay, then," Layne said. "Let's go."

   "Sweet!" Georgia said. "Onward!"

   The two then walked until they came upon a grassy plain. "Hmm, this place looks nice. What do you think, Layne?"

   "Well, do your feet feel dirty?" Layne joked. "Nah, I'm joking. Anywhere would be good." He wasn't good at making choices if options were plentiful.

   Georgia chuckled a little at Layne's joke. "Alright, this is a fine spot."

   "Okay, then," Layne said. "Surely, you know what to do?" He didn't know, as he never went camping his whole life.

   "Yep! Georgia said approvingly. "Let's make the tent."

   "Alright, then," Layne said. "Let's get started."

   "Alright," Georgia said. "You get the poles, while I hold the tarp in the right spots for you to put the poles in."

   Upon hearing this, Layne gathered up all of the poles. "Okay, I got them."

   Georgia then held down the tarp to give the signal. "Alright, ready to pin them down?"

   "Yeah," Layne said. He then pinned the poles down.

   "Yay!" Georgia exclaimed. "The tent's done! Now, do you want to start the fire?"

   "Sure," Layne said, "and I got just the thing." He then took out a Poké Ball, releasing his Weezing. "Weezing, can you use Flamethrower to light up this firewood?"

   "Weezing!" Weezing coughed up. He then belched out fire from both of his mouths, starting up the campfire.

   "Thanks pal," Layne said. He then took out Weezing's Poké Ball, which emanated a red light at Weezing, calling him back inside. Layne then put the Poké Ball back into his belt.

   "Cool," Georgia remarked. She then lied down on the ground. "I didn't know that Weezing could use Flamethrower. So many mysteries about Pokémon, it makes my head spin!"

   "Weezing can also learn Thunderbolt," Layne added. "But that's just how Pokémon roll, and why they're so great.

   "That's so cool," Georgia admitted. "And I thought Weezing were only good for poisoning, hehe." She then looked up at the night sky, where thousands of stars twinkled.

   "Ahh, isn't the sky just beautiful?"

   "Yeah," Layne remarked. "They say you can see the galaxy only when the sky is clear."

   "Wow," Georgia said. "That will be so cool to see. Too bad there are so many pretty in the sky right now."

   "Maybe," Layne theorized, "the stars you see are part of the galaxy?"

   "Maybe," Georgia replied. She then gave Layne a cute look.

   "It's possible," Layne explained. "I've read up on it."

   "Cool," Georgia said. Then, her stomach abruptly growled. "Hmm, I'm getting kind of hungry. Want to roast some marshmallows and hotdogs?"

   "Well," Layne said, "you can have some of those."

   "Why don't you want any?" Georgia asked.

   "Hey," Layne reminded her, "you're talking to a picky eater."

   "Hehe, I forgot about that," Georgia confessed. "But I thought you said you liked marshmallows."

   "No," Layne corrected. "It was just peanut butter and marshmallow sandwiches. I don't like marshmallows by themselves."

   "Uh, okay," Georgia said. "Well, then, you make what you want to eat, and I'll just roast marshmallows. Maybe I'll make s'mores."

   "Well," Layne said, "we already had lunch and dinner, and I don't like eating that much."

   "Okay," Georgia said. "I'll just make s'mores for myself. Then we should get some sleep. It's past midnight."

   Layne was shocked about the time. He didn't like staying up too late. "If it's past midnight, I should get to sleep right away! I'll set up beds, so then you can snuggle up to me with your filthy feet near my face." He then got to work on setting up the beds instantly.

   Once Georgia finished up her last s'mores, she yawned. "Oh, alright. I've finished up my food, and I'm ready to snuggle with you. And are you sure you want my feet in your face? You've done so much with them today. I thought you wanted a break from them."

   "Are you kidding?" Layne was surprised she would assume that, of all things. "I never get tired of female feet. Besides, I bet that on the trip to camp and all that, your feet got even dirtier."

   Despite her initial shock, Georgia was quick to understand. She then lied down on the opposite side of Layne, her dirty soles nearby Layne's face. "Alright, here are my feet for you. Good night, Layne." She then gave Layne a quick hug, face to face of course, and then she plopped down and went to sleep.

   "Okay, goodnight Georgia," Layne said, "and sweet dreams. I know I will. Hehe."

   A little while later in the middle of the night, Georgia felt in her sleep that her toes were being sucked. "Is Layne sucking my toes?" she murmured in her sleep. "Hehe, feels good…"

   Of course, Layne was asleep as well, but he was sucking on her toes. He was somehow able to suck on them pretty well, but he did not suck enough to remove the dirt from them.

   Georgia slightly giggled in her sleep, while Layne was enjoying the taste. "Oh, yes, delicious…" he mumbled in his sleep.

   Georgia moaned lightly while Layne sucked on her toes. Soon after, the strength of his toe sucking decreased significantly until it finally stopped. "Looks like Layne fell asleep," she thought. "And I was enjoying his little toe sucking, too. Oh, well. He's had enough. Good night Layne."
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This story is part an awesome RP me and :iconthenate400: had, where I meet Georgia for some foot fun.

In this part, we set up camp outside and have a little fun before going to sleep.

Hope you like it.
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