The Society

I had been staring at her all night. There were plenty of other girls closer to my age that were drop dead gorgeous roaming about the party but there was something about this mature beauty that was driving me crazy.

At one point I ran into someone I knew. Jill was a tall light brown haired girl I had gone to high school with. She was a couple of years older than me and had been extremely popular and had dated a popular athlete. Suffice it to say that I wasn't really a part of her life until now. I noticed her walking up to me from across the lawn. I averted my eyes and pretended to work on putting the dirty glasses into racks so that she wouldn't think that I was staring at her. It wasn't easy. She was wearing a classic black dress and black high heel pumps and she looked better than she did in high school.

"Hey are you Dennis Heyquist from Millsdale?" She asked from the other side of the bar.

"Ugh yeah. Jill? Is that you?" I did my best to pretend I wasn't sure it was her. Still she was different. I was used to seeing Jill in jeans and little or no make up, a natural beauty. Standing there with her hair up wearing the tight fitting wrap around dress she was so much more mature and sexy.

"Yeah it's me! It's so nice to see you!" She shouted over the cries for vodkas on the rocks.

"Hey yeah it's sure nice to see you. How'd you land here amongst the rich and famous?" I smiled so that she knew that I was kidding her but I couldn't help wondering how she had ended up at this party.

"I work for Jodi Mapleton as her assistant. This is her party." Jill gave me one of her ten thousand watt smiles.

I was shocked to be getting such a warm greeting from Jill. We may have said hello three times in four years of high school. One of the bartenders gave me a look and was about to tell me to get back to work but when he saw the quality of the girl I was talking too he gave me a break.

"You're busy now. Maybe we can talk later." Jill concluded as the party and the drinking had hit a peak.