Paul and Christy have a rocky past. Now he wants a second chance to make a first impression.When Paul moved into the stately old Victorian, he knew his friend Christy would be along for the ride. But he didn't know she'd had a crush on him for years—at least until her best friend lets the secret slip...Times change, and so do people. While Paul poses for Christy's art, he begins to wonder if he wants to stay on the other side of her sketchbook. But he's not sure if her Catholic upbringing and goody-goody nature are the right match for his swinger lifestyle. She's worried she'd be just another notch on his bedpost.Meanwhile, Gina is a swinger flame from the past, and she wants a second chance with Paul. Will he choose her or will he open up with Christy about his feelings? Can she be honest with him about her own desires?Follow the adventures of Paul and Christy in Second Chance for Romance, book 1 of 8 in the Summer Camp Swingers: Christy series by award-winning author Nick Scipio.In this book, the story introduces many of the characters and themes explored throughout the volcanic conclusion of the Summer Camp Swingers saga. But don't worry, the introduction has plenty of satisfying conclusions—both inside and outside the bedroom.Second Chance for Romance was previously published as Summer Camp: Christy, Volume 1.
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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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
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,
Amazon. Specifically, their search and recommendation algorithms. I don’t want my books to appear beside ones about regular summer camps. Adding
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,
five of them, as it turned out.
So, where are we now, with this book?
Whew! That was a lot of introduction. Yeah, sorry. I’ve been writing
Nick Scipio
August 1, 2020
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?
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
“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.”
