What was taking her so long? Or was it long? I had no idea. My perception of time was all messed up and I could have been sitting there for minutes, h...urs or days and not known the difference.I didn’t even realise I’d finished my drink until my glass was empty. I sighed and I stood to pour myself another. I had my back to the door when the softest voice imaginable said, “Paul?”I turned and gasped, nearly dropping the bottle. Clarissa leaned against the door frame, her arm raised above her head. An example of the previous owner’s quirky sense of the ridiculous, they’ve even named a wine after it. Even though he died of cancer several years ago the people running the place now haven’t lost sight of his philosophy on life. He was a real character, on top of which he made brilliant wines and the current winemaker has kept up the tradition. It was a similar deal as before, I worked from the whites to the reds and Millie restricted herself to the new releases. Again there was a substantial. Most would play along if I were there. Monica, April and Dani had no trouble with it. Lisa would be fun but we would all be in jail. Could you imagine if she showed up in a catholic schoolgirl outfit?I asked April. She is fun and she was my closest friend. I told her that someone had invited me to a costume party with a bunch of lesbians and I needed a date. She was not opposed to going but she had received an invitation to another party the same night at Fran's Sorority. (I didn't know she was. I make my way to the bathroom and lock the door. I clean my pussy the best I can, trying to scoop out all of Henry’s sperm so that it won’t leak out during the day. I wash my face and reapply my lipstick before deciding that I look decent enough to join the others in the office. “Hey Jane,” I hear Jared say as I walk to the elevator. I turn around and smile as I see him. “Hey Jared.” “Just got here?” I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly, and press the button to go up. There is an awkward silence.