Cameron watched the women on the sunken dance floor. She hadn’t been in this bar in a couple of years, but it still vibrated with the same intensity it had the last time she was here. She closed her eyes. She could almost feel Michael’s arms around her and their bodies swaying, grinding, to the loud rhythms. The music seemed to enter through her feet, as the beat resonated through the floor, and then wove its way up her legs to vibrate throughout her lower body.
As the music changed to a slower beat, Cam opened her eyes and downed what was left of the amber liquid in her glass. Her eyes swept over the hundred pulsing bodies on the dance floor. A hundred women. All looked younger than her. All looked beautiful in her eyes.
Then, looking across the room to the terraced floor on the other s
