One Reckless Summer – Palate Teasers Read Online Dani Wyatt

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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
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Another show my mother forced me to watch growing up. We were city folks, but she must have had a thing for flannel-wearing men with unruly beards.

I sneak inside, swatting at a single thread from a spider web shining in the morning sun inside the door, heat exploding over my skin as I scan the area for one of the eight-legged monsters lying in wait to attack.

When I ascertain the coast is clear from any arachnids, a flash from last night of how my fake brother’s crazy green eyes watched me as I took my first dick in my mouth has that familiar tension gathering in my core.

I tip toe around a corner, settle my suitcase with its squeaky wheel against a log wall as I push open the back door to a large room filled with a sea of folding chairs occupied by bright green shirt wearing camp staff here for orientation.

I scan the group for Dolly as the deep voice coming from the front of the room vibrates down into my bones, and I freeze, turning in a slow circle, my eyes lighting on the speaker in the front of the room.

“Your job is to focus on the campers. Some of the activities are dangerous, their safety is top priority.” It’s him. Oh my God, my brother is standing at the front of the room, addressing the staff like he’s the…boss.

I slink forward, wishing I’d packed my invisibility cloak.

“To keep everyone focused, there’s a strict no fraternization policy. Anyone caught engaging in…” His eyes fan my way and his gravelly voice catches and stalls when he sees me. For a few heartbeats, it’s just me and him again and all the thrill and emotion from last night starts to drown me. Everyone else disappears in a puff of smoke as his eyes feel like they touch me, making me shiver. “Fraternization,” he finishes in a distracted mumble.

I might have been drunk, but I wasn’t so drunk that I don’t remember what the man who made sure I got back to the B & B safely, who refused to take my cherry, who let me suck his dick while I called him my Big Brother, looks like.

“Summer!” I hear the hiss of my name. Following the sound, I spot Dolly a few rows ahead from where I’m standing, every eye in the small crowd of lime green t-shirts locked on me in my short shorts and rumpled shirt. “Here,” she whispers, pointing to the empty seat beside her, and I turtle into my shoulders as I shuffle her way.

I slink into the cool metal chair as she turns to me. “Where were you?” she whispers.

“I—”

She nods toward the front of the room where my brother is still standing silent, as a wave of low mumbling voices courses through the room. “That’s the guy you left with last night, right?”

My skin flashes as he goes back to his speech about no fraternization.

Pretty sure he fraternized right down my throat last night.

I grab Dolly’s wrist jerking it back as she raises a finger to point toward the front of the room. “Do you think I don’t know that? Don’t point.”

“I thought you might not recognize him. You were knee deep in the hoopla last night.”

“Did you know he was my new boss?” I lean in, keeping my eyes down on my boots as I squeeze my fingers into my palms.

“What?” Her eyebrows arch. “No! Last year the director was this old woman named Mavis. The year before that it was some creepy-ass dude who kept staring at my tits the whole time. They didn’t have a no fraternization policy that year, I can tell you.”

She screws up her face with a silent gagging expression, as my ‘big brother’, emphasis on big, turns and waves toward a more polished looking man standing off toward the edge of the room.

“This is Mr. Fletcher. He’s from the Adventure Channel. They’re thinking of turning Camp WanderLust into a reality show, and they’re here to observe. There are release forms for everyone to sign because they’ve installed cameras in the public areas of the camp. He’s just here to see whether what we have here might be right for their network.”

Big brother ushers the middle-aged man with a receding hairline and an uncomfortable looking brown suit to take over with a wave of his hand.

“Hey there everyone.” The guy looks uncomfortable, brushing the bit of hair on the top of his head back with his fingers and from what I can tell, he’s a behind the camera sort of guy. “Thanks, Mr. Webber. Everyone knows the famous Price Webber here and your boss’s content creation and YouTube fame are why we’re here. Now that he’s settling down to run the camp, we see an opportunity for more than just a YouTube channel. But, we will see. Just be yourselves and pretend we’re not here.”


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