‘Yeah, way too long -sorry about that, just been so busy with this new job.’
‘Yeah, how is that going?’
‘Really well, really exciting, but I’ve just got such a heavy work load right now and no matter how hard and fast I work, it just seems to keep stacking up. You do five things, get them done, and before you know it another six have just been dumped on your desk.’
‘I know it man, I know it. Anyway, I’ll buy you a drink. What would you like?’
‘Just a pint of lager, any lager.’
Henry leans back, lets the sun spray his face with warmth and ultra violet. He takes a deep breath in, and lets out a satisfying sigh. Every part of him feels like its happily melting, just sliding off the beautiful arm chair he is sitting in. Clay gets back with the drinks and he doesn’t even notice until a hand lands on his shoulder. He opens his eyes slowly.
‘Did someone get laid last night? For a guy who works his butt off, you like one satisfied dude.’
‘Life is good, just got to find a balance, a nice happy medium between work and relaxation.’
‘I wish I could find that balance. I keep looking for it, but it seems to pull stupid faces at me from a distance and then run off into the night cackling in triumph. Anyway, seriously, I saw you when I was by the bar, it looked like you were falling asleep, asides from that big dopey grin on your face. They little men in white coats thought you getting too close to the truth and gave you a bunch of sedatives or something? Or did you just get laid.’
‘Neither, actually.’
‘What then? Don’t tell me you’ve found God, that just won’t do man. He’ll let you down in the end when you croak and the only thing waiting for you will be Colonel Sanders with a bucket of chicken!’
‘Very funny. You come out with some weird stuff man. Truth is, I’ve been getting massages. Massages from a very beautiful girl.’
‘What? You’re serious.’
‘Yeah. I was getting so stressed and a colleague could see that it was getting on top of me, he new I didn’t have a girlfriend right now, so he recommended this girl, and man, she the best. She’s gorgeous for a start, and she just comes out and gives me a massage at the end of each week.’
‘Well, ah, whatever works for you I guess, and it obviously is, by the looks of you.’
‘Yeah, I just googled outcall massage London and then search for her name under the site my friend gave me. It was as simple as that.’
‘Outcall massage London…outcall?’
‘Means they come to you.’
‘Oh, of course, I’m an idiot.’
‘You need to stop letting that balance run away on you. Get a massage from this girl, I’m telling you. Seize the day man, life is too short. You won’t regret it.’
‘You know what…I think I will! Let me just write this down….outcall massage London.’