The Preacher's Virgin Daughter

By Vivian Leigh

For the last six summers Charlotte Insler has gone to church camp and been a good girl, but she’s back for one last trip as a camp counselor. When she meets Oliver, a co-counselor that’s funny, smart and a total dreamboat, she thinks she’s finally ready to go all the way. But when the camp leader catches them in the act, Charlotte has to buy his silence. Unfortunately for her, the price of silence is far more than money.

This erotic novelette is intended for adults only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vivian Leigh
• Release date: May 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301836666

Vivian Leigh

Vivian Leigh is a mild mannered CPA by day and a raunchy smut slinger by night. She enjoys chocolate ice cream, pretty sunsets, gang bangs and chianti.

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The Preacher’s Virgin Daughter

By Vivian Leigh

Copyright 2013 - All Rights Reserved

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Moonlight danced across Potawamie Lake, rippling in the summer breeze. Charlotte Insler sat on the camp’s dock, hidden in the shadow of the pontoon boat. She inspected the bank, searching for movement among the trees. Oliver had dropped hints all afternoon, but she wasn’t sure if he would actually sneak out and meet her.

A branch cracked in the forest, forcing Charlotte to hold her breath. She let it out with a quiet giggle. It was silly for her to be worried about being caught. None of the counselors at Petra Bible Camp were going to make her get up early for extra prayer if they caught her. After six years of attending as a student, she was a counselor herself.

A shadow emerged from the woods and approached the dock. Charlotte? Oliver’s voice came across as a stage whisper.

Charlotte rose and waved. Down here.

Oliver strode forward, as if he hadn’t a care in the world. He probably didn’t. He had spent his summers at Petra, too, and he acted like he was king of the forest.

You could be a little more subtle, Charlotte said. In case Benson is out patrolling.

Oliver laughed. He is. I saw him on the other side of the camp between two of the girls’ cabins.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes. The girls’ cabins? Was he, like, peeping inside or anything. Because if he was, I’ll tell my dad and--

No, he was just listening. Oliver caught her hand and pulled her onto the boat. It rocked beneath them, splashing gently in the moonlight.

"Oh. Well, you could still be more careful. If he catches us together and tells my father, daddy will pull me out of here so fast you won’t be