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Gavin started guiding her with his voice, saying things like:

"I'm right here in the brush. You're getting closer. Right over here. This way."

All the while Taylor was starting to regret her decision of not dressing up a bit before going in the brush. The pointy and stiff branches were scratching her and it was a bit painful. But she tried to ignore it and focus on the voice. The all too familiar voice. She knew she had heard it before. Lots of times even. She just couldn't pinpoint it. It was like trying to answer a question with the answer of the tip of your tongue. She KNEW the voice. She knew how he would pronounce certain words, how he articulated, how he talked.

The question answered itself when she finally saw him. Even though he was down on his stomach, she recognized him, and she was dumbstruck by who it was. She knew that her brother and her friends were in their friend's cabin on the lake, but she was surprised to find Gavin, of all the people, alone in the forest so far away from the cabin. She knew he was not the most outdoorsy guy.

"GAVIN?!!" She asked, not believing her eyes.

"Hi Taylor..." he answered shamefully.

He knew what it was to feel shy. He always was around girls. Even around Taylor, who was almost a sister to him now, he still felt shy when he saw him at Zack's house. But this was past shyness. He was ashamed to have been caught spying on other people. He started feeling sick.

"But... What... What are you doing out here? Are you alone? Where are the others?"

Being asked that question, Gavin was recalled the events which had led him there with Chloe shooting him down. The pain of it all, mixed with the shame of his current situation, it was all too much and he started crying.

That moment, Taylor knew something had happened. She knew Gavin. He was as shy as it could get. He was usually too shy to cry in front of someone, especially a girl. Especially a girl on whom he's had a crush he thought. She decided not too poor oil on the fire and not push the subject. She called out to her boyfriend that she had found him and they would be some time and then she approached him and started stroking him shoulder and shushing him, in an effort to comfort the poor teenager.

After a couple minutes, Gavin finally calmed down. Taylor was still stroking his shoulder. She was the first one to speak.

"We're gonna need to talk about it all Gavin. I know you have issues, but hey, we've know each other for most of your life, you can tell me."

Gavin pulled it together to answer her. For some reason he felt closer to her now than he ever had.

"Maybe later" He still didn't feel like talking at all.

"First let's get you out of here."

With that Taylor started analysing Gavin's situation. Somehow, there were branches that seemed to be attached to his shirt on his belly, which were wrapped around him. He would have to be turned on his back for those to be freed. Then his left foot was wrapped up in twines and branches, she would need to reach over his body to free that.

"Are you alright? Nothing broken?" she asked him. If they were gonna move him, she needed to know what hurt and what didn't.

"I don't think so, but my right knee hurts like hell, so does my left ankle. I think i might have twisted it a bit in the fall."

"OK" she answered. "First, let's get you on your back, then i can help releasing than ankle.

"Alright"

Since branches were caught in his shirt, she had to help him quite a lot so he could move. With their combined efforts, he was turned to the left and on his back, most of his body cleared from the branches, but for his left leg, which had become even more wrapped up in the process. That was the first look Gavin had of Taylor from close, and he couldn't help but stare as his eyes seemed to pop out of his head. Everything in his brain was turned off. There she was. Kneeling only a foot from his head in all her naked glory. He scanned her from head to toe: that angel face, those deep blue eyes, those perfect breasts, that toned belly, and, the cherry on the sundae, that wonderful, amazing, fabulous, incredible wet pussy.

His cock started rising again. He didn't even notice. All his world was centered on that pussy. Taylor noticed how intensely he was staring and the intensity actually made her blush a bit. She was used to being checked out, but this was different. All her life Gavin had had trouble looking at her, even when having a good time with him. Now, the way he openly stared caught her off guard. She had expected him to try not to look at her. She actually liked it. The way he looked at her made her feel desired more than any guy had ever done. She just sat there, letting him stare silently, enjoying the attention.