Bad Influences - Chapter Six
Parasailing, tacos, and shenanigans.
“Good morning!” Jolene said as she opened the curtain. After my eyes adjusted, I looked out at the beach past our balcony. “Do you always sleep with a smile on your face, Dan?” “You tell me,” I said as I stretched. “I’m jumping in the shower. But I unlocked the door, and I wanted to warn you before your parents walked in.” “Good call,” I said. “Need company?” “Please, no! You wore me out.” “Alright. Go get clean, dirty gi...