Oh! Shit! Yeah, you gotta understand about my brother. He could hold a grudge for long periods of time. He only waits for the right moment to act his revenge. That and he has a good memory with faces...maybe too good a memory. When he recognizes a face, his mind works like a computer data base.
He knew the man from his high school days. Back then, LaShawn was one of those "Ugly Ducklings" with zits for days, skinny as a stick and nearsighted as fuck. The driver was the school bully. Every day, this monster tormented my brother to no end. Yet somehow, my brother survived all of this. Bullies like the one he faced were forced to...yeah, no comment.
Well, my brother is different from the other victims. He wanted to get back at that bastard somehow. So, during college, he took up sports. He played baseball, volleyball, went to the gym. Boy, when you have a diet of pure hatred toward one person, the results would be life changing! Because of the sudden change, his body drizzled with sex! The men nicknamed him "Lady Killer". You want to know why? Because every night, since the age of 21, he seduced, charmed, and satisfied a lot of women.
The last woman he came across was a woman who claimed she missed her boyfriend. When she gave him her phone to let him see the man, LaShawn's memory came in a snap! So, he used his charm and his fast wit to fill in the woman's loneliness. And that night, he filled her...and satisfied her more than her boyfriend ever could! LaShawn was a total BEAST! And now back to the present!
"What??" The boy gasped. LaShawn scrolled up a picture on his Smartphone and showed the driver his girlfriend all sweaty and full of my brother's...pie filling. LaShawn smirked and gave his old bully his forty bucks. "So long, Eduardo. Thanks for your encouragement, you repugnant fuck." (Did I mention he was an English Major in his college days?)
Well, LaShawn strutted like a rooster after his massive crow. He never turned back to look at the pale, gut impaled bully. His eyes, instead, looked forward to the upcoming days in this sunny adult resort. After his walk on the trail to find his cabin, the fun would come to him.
Billy came out of his front desk and found my friends and I playing soccer with the boys. He yelled for me as I kicked the ball to Amanda. He ran to me and huffed when he finished running. Yeah, running wasn't his favorite sport. I said my greeting and took him to the bench where we have the cooler. He thanked me after his drink.
"Kendra, so glad I caught you." He said to me. "Listen, I gotta ask. You know someone named LaShawn?"
"Yeah, he's my brother!"
"Oh! No wonder he has the same last name you have! He's in the resort right now. I assume he's found his cabin and unpacking his things by now."
"Really?" I said in astonishment. A hand touched my shoulder. I didn't bother looking over my shoulder. I knew the familiar warmth. "So, my brother came true to his word. That son of a bitch!"
"You hate your brother that much?" John asked me. I shook my head. "I adore my brother. But he knows about the Flasher. He came here to cause a ruckus."
"Oh no, don't think like that." Billy touched my shoulder. "Look, sweetheart, your brother is only protecting you. If I ever have a sister, I too will defend her honor! And hey, if he does cause a ruckus, hopefully we won't cross his path. He looks like a bull and he was nice to me."
"Well he was born in late April, so he's a regular Fernando."
"You want to see your brother?" John rubbed my shoulder. My face beamed with his warmth; my smile grew wider. "Yeah, I do."
I thanked Billy for telling me of my brother's arrival and took off to cabin 324. It took us a few minutes to walk to Lake Lane. I saw three newcomers in long pants and long skirts sweating consistently. The older woman (Mrs. Crane I found out) walked over and waved at me. The she spoke I knew she was across the pond.
"Hello! You must know this place!"
"I've been here for almost two weeks now."
"I see. Well, are you familiar a someone named Wilbur Howard?"
"Wilbur, like our gift shop Wilbur? He's in the next road, Wisteria Lane. He and his girlfriend live in cabin 277."
"Thank you...wait! Dear, did you say his...girlfriend?"
"Y-es he has a relationship with a girl, Mavis."
"Mavis!" The woman shouted. "I can't believe...thank you!" She rushed back to her presumably friends. Maybe I was wrong, but I could have sworn these people who knew Wilbur thought he was...forget it. My mind wasn't focused on that thought. LaShawn was the person I came to see.
Cabin 324 was a modest cabin, light brown exterior with a small porch. There was a swing set beside the cabin. There wasn't a car in the private driveway, so I assumed he took an Uber driver. John and I walked on the porch and stopped at the door. I used the brass knocker to knock the door. There was a creak when the door opened. Then, LaShawn opened it wide open, knowing I was there.
"
Sis
!" He proclaimed, hugging me. Well, more like squeezing me to bits is more appropriate. Boy his arms are like a two- sided vice! "Yo, Kens! How are you? Did that bastard take any more pics of you?"
"Bruh!" I feel the vice loosening and my lungs expanded freely. "We have security cameras now. The Flasher will be caught soon!"
"Well...glad you guys are taking care of the menace. But visiting to see you is only part of the reason for coming here. What I'm really here for is..." He gave me his smartphone and my eyes popped out what he circled. "
Why you...you came here to be part of some random orgy
??"
"Well, they do take place here, don't they?" My brother looked at me with a grin. I was not impressed like Queen Victoria. "LaShawn...stop eating crap!"
"Kendra?" John distracted me with a wave. He knew I was getting angry at my brother and he knew how to calm me down. He gave me a lavender scented pen. Yeah, I have a pen scented of strong lavender. You have not known about this because at the time it wasn't important. But at times I do need it between writing sessions. And I even let Yuki's sister and her friends try it during their coffee breaks.
"Hi." John moved over to my brother as I started to relax. "I'm John, Kendra's new friend."
When he reached his hand to my brother, John's face turned to confusion when LaShawn stared right at him. When my brother made that look, that meant he recognized him. The thing was we have never saw him before. Did we?
"John? John Hawthorne?" My brother asked him. John was shocked as was I! My beau made a staggering response. "Have...have we met?"
"Johnny! You and Kendra were best friends in kindergarten!" And that's when the light bulb turned bright! "Yeah! You two looked like a good team. I told Kendra when you moved to Texas fate would bring you together again. I was right!
"You know, John, when Kendra told me she met you, I thought to myself 'Hey! That might be the John she befriended when she was little.' Well, I was right! Here you are!"
"Yeah..." John looked at me with an awkward glance. I had the same look on my face. And yet, at the same time, it made sense! I know that I like him in more ways than one. But I wasn't sure why. John broke the silence. "Here I am."
Oh man, John and I were in a pickle! LaShawn didn't know John and I were hitting the sheets since Memorial Weekend! I couldn't have the guts to say to my own brother about my innocence being taken by my childhood friend! Would we spill the beans right then and there?? Would we admit our little yet known secret??
Well, at the time being, John and my secret were safe. Someone saved us in the nick of time. And it was in a body of Karl's ex! She yoo-hooed us and waved her hand. My first impression of this woman was
Karl was in a relationship with HER
?? Damn, she was nowhere NEAR Karl's type She was too...backward? May I give you a little example? Whoever said everything is bigger in Texas never saw her tits! I mean they exist...just on her back! Shit, I heard about business in the front and party at the back, but holy...
"Linda!" John waved back to Linda, laughing and relaxing, thanking God to himself an angel came along. "Hey, long time no see!"
Now, Linda Purkayev isn't your average beauty queen. (Her back titties proved that!) She has one of the most opened minded people in her state. Her dirty blonde hair was wavy and glossy. Her eyes were stunning navy blue that sparked in the sun. Her skin was partially tanned. She was skinny...at least at the front. But the back...damn! Her curves were packed in there!
"Hello, John!" Linda hugged John with a reasonable grip. "Oh, I'm so happy to see you! It really has been a while! And wow! This camp is so open! Did you know some of the girls are playing on some playground naked?"
"Playground?" LaShawn asked. I rolled my eyes. "It's not a playground. It's an obstacle course our councilor created for my opposing sorority."
