Murder By the Book: Candy and Betty
The would-be lovers hemmed and hawed for more than a month, going so far as to list the pros and cons of their prospective affair, according to authors John Bloom and Jim Atkinson.
There were many cons. The two families attended the same United Methodist Church in Lucas, Tex., in the booming exurbs that were springing up around the computer-rich Silicon Prairie northeast of Dallas. Candy was a close friend of Allan's wife, Betty Gore, and Allan was on good terms with Candy's husband. The couples had kindergarten-age daughters who were best friends.
After considering the liabilities, Candy and Allan set a few conditions no falling in love, equal sharing of all expenses and decided to proceed.
The big day was set for Dec. 12, 1978 a lunchtime rendezvous at a cheap motel, the Continental Inn, on the Central Expressway in Richardson, Texas, not far from Allan's office. They paid $29 for the room $14.50 each. They ate a lunch that Candy had prepared, then enjoyed a few sips of wine. She slipped into a pink negligee, and they slipped under the covers.
It was not the Kama Sutra sexual experience that Candy had fantasized about. No bodices were ripped. The lovemaking was conventional, tepid and hasty, according to Bloom and Atkinson's account in Body of Evidence. In brief, the earth did not move for either of them.
But they duly continued their assignations for about 10 months, meeting every other week or so for lunch and sex. They changed their regular rendezvous point from the Continental to the nearby Como Motel because it was six dollars cheaper. The affair petered out in mutual disinterest; it might have remained one of the more unmemorable trysts in the history of perfunctory marital infidelity had it not been for the hideous crime that would drag their prosaic affair onto the front pages.