Pan's Paradise: Arrival

By Emelia Del Rey

Out of desperation, nineteen year old Abby accepts a position at a summer camp that mysteriously offers her a job. Not just a job, but a job that pays so well it'll cover her Harvard tuition in the fall. Once there, however, Abby discovers a camp minus campers, containing the most beautiful young men and women she's ever seen. To make matters worse, the owner, Nick, has the eyes of a goat. Caught between her need for money, and concern over what she's gotten herself into, Abby embarks on a series of sexual adventures not soon forgotten.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emelia Del Rey
• Release date: May 3, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370296057

Emelia Del Rey

Emelia Del Rey lives somewhere over the rainbow, in a place where sexuality is not defined by the normal restraints placed on it by today’s modern, anal retentive society. She’s young, she’s beautiful, and she’s protected by two very BIG Rottweiler’s. She lives in her imagination, along with the occasional partner of either sex (or possibly two or three), and is perfectly fine with that.

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Copyright

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Due to inappropriate language and explicit sexual descriptions, this book is not recommended for any reader under the age of eighteen.

Copyright © 2016

Del Rey Publishing Inc.

All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior permission of the publisher.

Jacket photograph used with permission of the owner. Copyright © 2016

Author’s Message

This book is an experiment in serial writing. As such it will be released in 4-5 segments, or parts, assuming the readers, should there actually be any, like it. Erotica, to me at least, should be a combination of writing styles. Hard core, definitely, but not possessing a shoddy storyline. That’s where, in my opinion at least, many pieces of erotic literature fail. Nor should it be about heaving breasts and engorged manhood. Sorry, but that belongs in a Harlequin book, not in mine. I am a firm believer in the three C’s: Cock, cunt, and cum. Possessing the second in the list, and enjoying the first and last immensely, I see no need in hiding sex behind frilly language. It’s raw, it’s in your face, and that’s the way I like it.

I sincerely hope you enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. If you do, drop me a line at [e-mail]. Better yet, come visit my website: https://emeliadelrey1996.wixsite.com/mysite. If you subscribe to my mailing list, you’ll get notifications of upcoming releases and special deals.

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Yours Truly,

Emelia Del Rey.

Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Author’s Message

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

About the Author

Chapter One

Thanks a lot, Mister. I jumped to the ground and pulled my knapsack from truck bed. You saved my life. It would have been half a day’s hike at least.

Are you sure you’ll be alright? He looked at me through the window of the ancient Chevy pickup. I might have been suspicious, maybe not even have accepted the ride, had it not been for his age. He was seventy at least. No threat to a nineteen-year-old girl with a good set of legs for running away. There’s nothing around here for miles. Least not that I know of at least.

The camp’s supposed to be down that way. I swung the heavy knapsack on my back and pointed to a dirt road branching off the main road. A mile or so in.

I’ve lived here since I was knee high to a grasshopper, Missy. He shook his head. I ain’t ever heard of no camp round here. Most of the land round the mountain was bought up by some foreigner back in the time of my Dad. I suppose it’s owned by his descendants now, not that they’ve done much with it. But I suppose you’re young. He scratched his stubbly chin thoughtfully. If I’ve learned anything in my life, it’s the young need to find their own way. T’ain’t no good telling them otherwise. If you get into trouble, he motioned to the road ahead, my farm’s only a couple miles down this road. Only one up here. Just keep your eyes peeled for the big red barn. Holla if you need anything.

He was sincere in his concern, and I didn’t blame him. Dropping a pretty teenage girl off in the middle of nowhere had to rankle his common sense something awful. I was touched. He cared about my welfare more than my own parents, that’s for sure. But their lack of concern was exactly why I was here in the first place.

I’ll be alright, don’t worry. I smiled. If I need anything, I know where you are.

He nodded, put the truck into gear, and with a cloud of blue smoke and flying rocks, took off on down the road.

Typically, I’m a cautious sort of girl. Normally, someone offering me a job, especially one that paid as well as this, would have set off all the warning bells. And, to be fair, it had. The warning bells, however, were overridden by an overwhelming need for money. Just out of high school, I’d been accepted into a prestigious Eastern university. I desperately needed the cash for tuition. And the cash, as witnessed by the single gold coin couriered to me less than forty-eight hours after I sent off my resume,