Spy on the Elimination

You take a moment to shove another couple pairs of underwear into the drawer before standing up with a heavy sigh. “Okay, fine...”

“Yes! I knew you come around!” Maria gives a short hop, chest bouncing with nothing but the thin yellow fabric of her pajama top to restrain it. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t having second thoughts, but you’d also be lying if that sight wasn’t drawing you in.

“Not so loud!” you say quickly, glancing around the few, largely uninterested teammates present in the cabin; Delilah is obliviously lying in her bed, Maggie was fussing with the sheets provided on her bed, and while you think you see Sarah glance your way, she quickly returns to the book in her hands, not giving you a second look. The rest of your team had either gone to shower off the sand and sunscreen from the earlier challenge, or were exploring the space around the cabin.

“Right!” Maria giggles in a stage whisper, “Don’t want anyone else getting in on the fun. Our little secret, right?”

“Sure, I guess,” you say, shrugging. Misgivings aside, you are curious as to what an elimination is like, and having someone else comes with you takes a little bit of the edge off of snooping around to find out.

Maria’s energy was almost radiating off of her, but somehow none of the women in the house seem to notice you leaving. Maria, dressed in her pajamas, and you, still in your trunks but having put your t-shirt back on, slowly creep across the island, and it’s not long before you come to the campfire clearing just off of the beach you all came in on...