Violet Lagoon Read Free

more than a little aroused by the situation.
    “And they’ll get it. Plenty,” Billy promised. “But first we need to pick a camp site and get setup.”
    “Let’s stay near the boat,” Casey suggested. “We could setup right over there at the tree line?”
    “Works for me,” Billy said, and Mark shrugged acceptance. Jess hopped back into the boat and tossed her heavy pack to Mark. Billy stepped past her and grabbed a tent bag, and the two walked up the shifting sand to a spot sheltered between two huge palm trees. “Wish I had a hammock,” Mark observed.
    They got to work setting up the first tent, while the girls brought some of the smaller gear from the boat and piled it nearby.
    Mark popped in the main pole at the same moment as Jess screamed.
    “What?” he jumped out from the midst of the green fabric to see her standing on one foot just a couple meters away. Her hand massaged the top of one foot while her eyes stared at the beach in horror.
    Casey held her shoulder. “Did it bite?”
    “Did what bite?” Billy demanded, and Jess pointed at a spot on the sand. Billy knelt in front of her and stared at the thing she pointed at.
    “What is it?” Mark asked, joining him.
    “A spider of some kind,” Billy answered, leaning closer to stare at its thin but spiny legs, and oval, violet back.
    “Looks like a small crab,” Mark said. “Never seen a purple spider.”
    Billy shook his head. “You’d think so, but that’s not a shell. Those legs are insectoid.”
    “Is it poisonous?” Jess cried.
    “I don’t know,” Billy said. “Did it bite you?”
    Jess shook her head. “I was just standing there and I felt something tickle my foot. I looked down and there it was, standing on me. I kicked it off right away.”
    Billy stood, and the spider began to run across the sand. But Billy didn’t let it go. He stepped to the left and ground the heel of his sandal on the thing, leaving a glimmering mess of violet film and yellowish mush  in his wake.
    “It won’t bother you again,” he promised.
    Jess hugged herself. “I hate spiders,” she said. “And where there’s one, there are always more.”
    “I’ve got bug spray,” Casey announced, and pulled a can from her bag.
    “Does it keep away spiders?”
    Casey began spraying it all over her friends’ feet and legs. “Guess we’ll see.”
    Billy held his nose at the poison sweet smell. “Might keep away boyfriends,” he suggested.
    “Really?” Casey asked, and then made a show of slowly spraying her arms, legs and bare midriff. Then she tossed the can to Mark.
    “Naw, I guess not,” Billy admitted, and slipped his arm around her back to pull her close.
    “Camp first, cum second,” Mark announced.
    “Niceeeeee,” Casey rolled her eyes. “Your momma would be so proud.”
    “Bet your mom would love to see a picture of that getup you’re almost wearing,” Billy laughed.
    “Come and get it,” she taunted, and ran behind the palms and into the foliage beyond. She raised a hand from behind a tall green frond, and dangled the top half of her costume. “No?” she asked, with mock innocence.
    Billy looked at Mark, who shrugged and changed his direction. “Cum first, camp second.” Billy grinned, and followed Casey into the jungle.
    Mark turned to Jess for a kiss, but she put her hands on his shoulders and pressed him away. “Not right now,” she pleaded. “I’m still a little creeped out.”
     

III. A Path Through The Shadows
     
     ater, after Billy and Casey finished their task while Mark and Jess handled setting up camp, they all wolfed down a lunch of ham sandwiches Casey had packed. Mark leaned back against the trunk of a palm, and belched, loudly.
    “Truly a well-mannered boy,” Jess observed.
    “A compliment to the cook?” he offered.
    “Nice try.”
    Billy stood up and stretched. “Anyone want to take a hike, see what’s around?”
    Jess and Casey jumped up. “Sure,” they said in unison.
    Mark moaned and rubbed his