Riley always had an appreciation for a good glass of wine, from a young age she was trained this way by her mother. Just standing in the vineyard reminded her of the times that she got to sample fine wines like champagne. Her mother told her that the only place one could get the best of the best was in France and if it was from anywhere else it was just an imitation. Only Champagne could one could get champagne, as the saying went. The sweet bubbly taste lingered at her lips making her wish that she was at home once again. Already a season she had been here and most of the time she felt like giving up to her fathers demands. At least she had the party she was going to host with Emily to look forward to, but that could only keep her distracted for so long.
Standing in an elegant blouse, a short skirt that accented her legs wonderfully, and her favorite pair of designer sandals she strolled along the vineyard thinking that she might get some decent wine from this place. She wasn't too certain, so she was thinking about asking for a taste of it.