This is a revised edition of my original Season With Samantha story. Nothing has changed except the title and a few grammatical errors.
As with all my stories it takes place in the same universe as my first series 'Death & Love' but this is a more stand alone story so it isn't necessary to read any previous stories although several characters will be making appearances.
All characters are over 18.
Story first, sex second.
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Extract from the Video Blog 'Relationships' Part 1 by Bryce Dawltry
Love. They say it's difficult but that's crap, love is easy it's the people that are difficult.
My name is Bryce Dawltry and the dumbest thing I ever did was fall in love with a girl called Samantha Wyllie.
Sam is my cousin.
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Bryce Dawltry never knew his parents, his father was stabbed and killed in a mugging before he was born, the police never caught the killer. Despite losing the main breadwinner of the house Bryce's mother tried to keep her and her son afloat but getting a job was difficult given the economic climate. Facing poverty his mother left a one year old Bryce at the doorstep of her sister's house and ran away, she was found a few hours later having jumped in front of a bus.
Bryce grew up with his Aunt Mary and Uncle John Wyllie; they never made it any secret they weren't his parents, even allowing him to keep the surname of his father. Their daughter Samantha however, being two years older than Bryce, always called him her little brother, even when they were older and they knew they were cousins he was still her little brother.
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I've always loved Sam, not in a sexual way but growing up I looked up to her in more ways than one. You see in the Wyllie house religion is a big thing, Mary and my mother were both raised Catholic -- which made her suicide all the more shocking -- and John was a priest that retired to look after his daughter. They never forced their beliefs on me given what happened to my parents. Sam however was supposed to follow in her parents footsteps, but the thing about Sam is that she's a very independent girl, never afraid to speak her mind or criticizes something she thought was wrong; one such thing was religion. Don't get me wrong Sam still followed Catholicism but she had a liberal attitude towards it, sure she would say grace and go to church some Sundays but some of the stuff she does makes it hard to believe she's a religious girl; she drinks occasionally, she swears nonchalantly with friends, she confessed to me she smoked pot once in college she's had boyfriends and even a couple of small-time girlfriends but she's still a virgin, the whole no sex before marriage is really strong with her, and she plays guitar in an Eric Clapton tribute band. If it wasn't for a silver crucifix necklace she's always wearing you'd never know she's Christian. But it was the audacious nature that impressed me the most.
Chapter 1: Road Trip
My story starts just over a year ago in the summer.
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It was nearing the end of June, Bryce was not long 20 years old and it was almost Sam's 22nd, he was looking around the looking shopping centre fir a gift when he got a call from his Aunt Mary telling him Sam wanted to talk to him and he was to meet her at the church. Sam run a support group for people who fell to rock bottom and finding God helped them out, Bryce didn't go to it much one meeting he sat in on was enough for him after he heard the story of a teen girl who's parents got strangers to have sex with her to pay the rent on their apartment. When Bryce arrived at the church the group was still in session, he looked at his cousin leading them all, Sam had always been beautiful in Bryce's eyes, she had an earthy girl-next-door look to her with strawberry blonde hair that was almost always in a ponytail and ocean blue eyes you could swim in. She was also the master of facial expressions going from cute as a gumdrop bunny to 'don't fuck with me' at the drop of a hat, but thankfully Sam was a kind person, always willing to make friends and rarely having a bad thing to say about anyone. Body wise Sam also looked great; she kept in shape with morning jogs, swimming and yoga classes so her stomach was washboard straight and tight as anything. This healthy body made her relatively average size breasts appear bigger on her frame.
Bryce himself wasn't too bad, he had the impish charm look that, lucky for him, a lot of girls at his school went for and his own body was in good shape, some muscles but not a lot. He too had blue eyes but they were much darker and much more mischievous than Sam's warm and welcoming pair, however he wasn't always like that; when he was a child Bryce was diagnosed with idiopathic insomnia, a type that has no known reason for occurring and no known cure but his mental state would not suffer because of it. His physical state on the other hand did change, one of the side effects of insomnia was a weight gain and after one 'fat kid' comment too many in primary school Bryce started working out, he wasn't a Hercules by any means but he was able to hold his own in a fight.
While the group was finishing up Sam spotted Bryce waiting outside, her face lit up and she beckoned him over. Sam always liked chatting to her 'little brother' they argued a lot but none of it was malicious, it led to some interesting conversations and surprise agreements. Bryce made it passed the leaving group members to Sam.
"Hey little brother." Sam hugged Bryce.
"Hey Sam, how was the group?"
"Good, finally getting some of the more tight-lipped members to open up, let us help them."
"I don't know how you can deal with it all, I mean Jesus I came in here for one meeting and I was this close to blowing my brains out."
"Ah but I want to help these people, I can see past their misery, you just saw the tragedy in their life and nothing else. And don't use the Lord's name in vain again."
"You do it, why can't I?"
"I don't say it in a church."
The two of them took a slow walk out the church and back home.
"Aunt Mary said you wanted to talk to me about something important, what's up?"
"Oh yeah, I was wondering if you wanted to come up with me to the Lake House, I was hoping to go up with my girlfriends but one of them is sick and the other's got a concert plan with her boyfriend so it's just me. I was hoping to go up for about a week, maybe two, you interested?"
"Won't that mean you're away for your birthday?"
"It's fine, mum and dad know I won't be here so they're giving me some money to buy food and stuff. So what'd you say?"
"Sure I'll come, got nothing else planned so it might be nice to visit the lake again."
Sam squealed and hugged Bryce again.
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The Lake House, god that place. It was a popular holiday destination for the Wyllie family as it was totally secluded far to the north of Scotland. About a nine hour drive from the house and that's not counting stoppages.
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On the second of July it was time for Bryce and Sam to get going, Bryce was waiting in the car for Sam, John and Mary were with him.
"You sure you know where you're going, cause I can give you a map."
"Uncle John it's fine, I've been there before, besides if we get lost we'll just come home."
"You sure you don't want us to come visit?"
"No Aunt Mary, it's a long trip a there'd be no point coming round for a chat, call us there."
Just then Sam came out, she was wearing jeans and a jacket which surprised Bryce, the boiling weather would have roasted her.
