Cindy pulled the stretchy material out in back and looked down at my naked moons, exclaiming, "They're names. That's what I thought. What's it about? Are these needle and ink tattoos? They look like it. How many names are there? Let me look, Mom."
In the shimmering heat of a Southampton estate, Clara, a 40-something housewife draped in privilege, glides through lush gardens, her barely-there bikini a dare to unseen eyes. The infinity pool beckons, where a provocative game with her inner circle sparks forbidden thrills. Watched by a shadowy enforcer and lenses that never blink, Clara’s every move defies the chains of her gilded world.
The Robertson’s have to move from Maryland to California, they are driving across the country in a caravan consisting of a twenty six foot U-Haul truck, an extended cab Chevy pickup and a new Suburban. They find out some very interesting things about them selves and find out they have a stowaway! But she fits right in and joins in the family fun. But her stepdad wants her and her money back at any cost, two million dollars is just too much to lose.