Second Chance for Romance

Nick Scipio Second Chance for Romance Summer Camp Swingers: Christy Series Book 1

CONTENTS

Preface

Introduction

Prologue

Book 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

About the Author

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PREFACE

Hello and welcome to Camp! If you’ve been here before, let’s talk about some changes.

First, the book titles. They’re new. Duh. But why? For starters, they’re more descriptive now. The old Volume X titles didn’t tell you a thing about the books, other than their order in the series.

The new titles are mostly for new readers. If you’re a fan from before, you probably don’t care what the books are called. But new readers don’t know me or my stories, and titles are an important part of the sales pitch.

Next, the series and universe, Summer Camp Swingers. Why the change?

Amazon. Specifically, their search and recommendation algorithms. I don’t want my books to appear beside ones about regular summer camps. Adding Swingers should make it clear that mine are for grown-ups.

Okay, that’s enough about the changes. If you’re new to Camp, let me tell you how this all began.

Back in the summer of 2002, I had a story growing in my imagination. It started as a simple fantasy that sprang from events in my real life.

My family vacationed at a nudist camp in the seventies and early eighties.

My parents were swingers at the time, although I didn’t figure it out until much later. And when I was a teenager, I knew a woman who was similar to Susan. As an adult, I always wondered what would’ve happened if she’d been more like the woman in my imagination.

So this “what if…?” story was growing in my head, and I kept remembering things and adding new details. It quickly became too much to keep track of, so I decided to write it down. I finished the first few chapters

and posted them online. People liked them, so I kept writing.

In the process, my coming-of-age story evolved into something far bigger than I’d ever imagined. I added an overall plot: Who died? Who’s the wife?

Then I sketched out the people and events in several more stories. Other writers wanted to play in my world, so I created the universe, Summer Camp Swingers. My own stories grew into books, and the books became series—

five of them, as it turned out.

So, where are we now, with this book? Christy is the fifth and final series in the main Summer Camp Swingers saga. You don’t need to read the first four series to enjoy this one, but they add a lot of background for the people and events here. If you’re interested, the earlier series are available on my website.

Whew! That was a lot of introduction. Yeah, sorry. I’ve been writing Summer Camp Swingers since that fateful day back in 2002, so we’re talking about 30 books, nearly 2.5 million words. In any event, I’m sure you’re ready to start reading. You bought the book, after all, so let’s get to it!

Nick Scipio

August 1, 2020

NickScipio.com

INTRODUCTION

Summer Camp Swingers has always been a serial, published a chapter at a time. So the books in this series don’t begin and end like normal ones do.

They’re meant to be read as a complete story, one after the other. When you reach the end of this book, pick up the next one and keep going.

And when you get to the end of the series, the Epilogue will wrap up the whole saga and answer the two big questions from the very beginning—

who’s the wife and who died?

PROLOGUE

Trip and Wren were already at the private terminal when we arrived. So were my parents. I hated to arrive last, but life didn’t always go the way I planned.

The girls opened their doors as soon as the SUV stopped moving.

“Whoa!” I said before they could leap out. “Take your bags with you.

Dad’s taxi doesn’t do luggage.”

They reached over the back seat and pulled out their backpacks. Then they jumped to the ground and ran inside to talk to Trip and Wren’s kids.

“This is just a big adventure to them,” I said after they’d gone.

“They’re young,” my wife said. “No one close to them has died before.”

She looked at me for a moment. “Are you okay?”

“No. But yeah.”

She nodded.

“I guess I still can’t believe she’s gone. I mean, one minute she’s part of our life, and the next…? Bam! Gone.”

“She’s still part of our life.”

“Yeah, but you know what I mean.”

“I do.”

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I know I say this all the time, but I love you. And it’s times like now that I really appreciate all we have together.”

“I love you too. And I can’t imagine life without you.”