CHAPTER 8
NEW DREAMSHouston, Texas
Barbara Camwyck sat naked on the sofa, hands tucked between her legs and a smile on her face. Last night had been magnificent—almost perfect. There was something magical about their relationship—even at this age—and every time they got together it seemed even better. It wasn’t just the lovemaking either. She could tell by his smile, and the feeling she got when their eyes met. Maybe tonight would be a repeat performance. If he could get together.
Nothing had ever been so good in Barbara’s life. So…perfect. Goosebumps ran up her arms, chased away by a shiver. She picked up the disposable cell phone and walked to the bathroom to run a hot tub. There were few things in life as relaxing as a hot tub—a good meal; a good book; s*x; that first cigarette in t
