Chapter Four
They canceled their hotel reservations in San Francisco and Santa Rosa, planning to spend the entire week at the spa just outside of Calistoga. All the old world luxury at a premiere hotel, hot springs, long massages, mud baths, sunbathing, the arid warmth of the days, the cooler nights, and hours to relax were a sure cure for the ailments of a city that was too big, too smoggy and too fast for a peaceful state of mind.
It was also erotic, the air pregnant with sensuality, and serenity enough to engage carnal stirrings and the mind’s active imagination. Jocelyn and Alexandra were missing their husbands much sooner than they anticipated, an acute condition they both noticed early on the first day.
“You know I used to look at men and wonder about their d***s,” Jocelyn whisper
