Chapter Twelve
Anna Shows
Greg, a big white-teethed smile on his smoothly handsome face, took me aside at the country club parking lot, to pass the word on to me: the Circle had voted me in. He grabbed and shook my hand. I couldn’t help smiling right back at him. I was in!
I had approached Greg in the men’s locker room at the club after our golf game. It had been almost a week since that night we had been drinking in the clubhouse bar. I couldn’t help myself. I’d been thinking it over had been intrigued, ever since that night when he and Rob had hinted at such a group’s existence in our area. The group, no more than 6 or 8 couples at a time, gathered at one of the member’s house. A vey exclusive circle of sophisticated men and women, all with healthy s****l appetites, they got together
