My name is Dominic, I’m 23 years old. Also known as Clyde mostly for the ladies, and Doc. There is an explanation for that wonderful nickname, my best friend Gwendolyn gave me. I’m currently studying to become a doctor. I consider myself a good guy, but it isn’t necessarily what people think about me. It is true I did some horrible things in the past. High school was the best years of my life. In Beverly Hills’, where I used to live as a teenager, I was one of the popular students in my school. My dad’s rich so obviously I was abusing the power that I had, and to be honest with you still have. I am what people call a womanizer. I feel like life is too short to be serious. You got to live it fully with no regrets, and that is exactly what I did for the last 5 years of my life. Yes I had the girls, yes I had the fame, the money, the power. And let’s face it I am ridiculously attractive. I know what I want, and I always get what I want. It is nothing new, ladies love themselves a confident man. And that is exactly what I am. One of my favorite things to do, was to reach the club, Friday night or Saturday night with friends. We go there and chase women like there is not tomorrow. I am sorry to say this but I know I have game, too much game. I mean nobody can or will ever resist that wonderful smile of mine. It was always a pleasure for me to introduce myself to a lovely lady. And possibly get a number or a kiss out of it. It was the good old days, something I won’t be able to do because I am taken. Sorry ladies I am not available. A couple days ago, I met this wonderful girl, her name is Esmeralda. To be honest, I just wanted to smash it. I quickly changed my mind as soon as she looked at me and smile. The conversation we had was so magical; I fell in love right away. It only took 36 hours for us to get in a plane and fly to Greece. Where, I had one of the most amazing weeks of my entire existence. A week later, we had to leave Greece. No, the vacation was not over. The only reason we left is because we agreed on going to Mexico, Cancun with our fellow Berkeley students. This is something I was actually looking forward to. Esme and I both agreed on having separate ways for only one night. Esmeralda trusts her man and we can say the same thing for me. She had something like a girls night. I love Cancun people are so friendly. I had the chance to meet two wonderful ladies and a gentleman. They were really excited about the party tonight. They asked me if I had plans, I said no. This is how I ended up here in this Club.

The music was loud and the atmosphere really enjoyable. I tried to contact my friends, unfortunately for me they did not reply. I was alone but it was not going to stop from having fun. I needed a drink, I did not waste any time. There was a woman, she was blonde, but I couldn’t see her face. She was buying a drink, flirting with the bartender. I tried to approach her to make the conversation. I was trying to engage the conversation when her drink fell on me by accident, specifically on my black pants. . Oh my God! I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you coming and… God! I’m really sorry! Hold on, I’ll ask for some napkins. She said, sorry for what just happened. She turns back to the barman, who gave her a box of tissue and a new drink. ‘’here you go’’ she added. It was an accident and it was not as bad as she made it seem. Dominic decided to prank the poor girl. He quickly changed his face expression, showing an angry face to the woman in front of him. ‘’ This is what we are going to do.I am not really happy with what you’ve done, oh no ! In exchange you’ll buy me some brand new pants and drinks as well ok?‘’ the young man couldn’t help but smile. The delta, gave her one of his most famous and beautiful smile. Then laughed at the girl’s reaction, it was priceless, I think she fell for it. I am joking said Dominic still laughing. My name is Dominic, let’s have some drinks, it’s on me

I was now inside of a club, having a conversation with a woman. Most guys go to the club most of the time for Women. I mean the number one goal is to have fun, at least It was for me, what is the point of going to the club when you have a girlfriend. Well I do have one and I love her very much, but she was not around. It does not mean that I will do stupid things. I consider myself mature enough to control myself and the people around me. I respect my girl and I will never do anything to hurt her. I came to party with friends and she pretty much doing the same thing. My pants were still wet; it felt uncomfortable for a few minutes but then things quickly changed as the time advanced. Everyone who knows me, will tell you that I have a thing for blonde girls. Even though she let her drink fall on me, It did not change the fact that she was good looking and probably a potential friend. I was amused by her independency; I really like that about a woman. She rejected my offer but I did not take that personally. She just wanted to show me that she was not depending on anybody in order to have fun and this is something I respect. ‘’ Maybe the next one ‘’ she said. She smiled back at me then gave me just enough space for me to order myself a drink. She also apologized again for dropping her drink on me, which was unnecessary. I already moved on from what just happened and was ready to have fun. ‘’ Oh by the way my name is Delilah ‘’ she added ‘’ Delilah, what a pretty name ‘’ I replied, with a beautiful smile on my face.

Yes I have to admit it is a beautiful name, the kind of name I will probably give to my future daughter. I always dreamed to be a father, I really care about people, I might be a spoiled little English guy, but I really do care about my people, my friends, my family. I will do anything for the ones I love. It is no surprise that all my girl friends keep on telling me that I will do great as a father. Sorry a little bit off topic. As I was saying, every time I hear the name Delilah I can’t help but thinking about my little nephew. She is six years old now, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes just like me. I love her so much and miss her a lot. I use to take care of her when she was a new born. Then I left England to go back to the United States for personal purposes. Since then I did not hear from her, all I have is pictures and a cute letter she wrote me, a couple months ago.

To be honest, she looked like a party girl, yes independent but the kind of girl who does not care about a single word people say about her. Then again, it was my imagination that was talking. She offered to buy a drink for me, I kindly refused. I am a proud man, who does believe in women having their independency, but also believes that men should be taking care of them like princesses. I was more than happy, without any effort, I was beside her drinking and getting ready to start a conversation. I was surprised with the direction she took for our first ever conversation. She started with ‘’ Where are you from?’’ Talking by experience, most conversations I had in a club were really non intellectual. More like, I know I’m hot; I dare you to say the opposite. I like playing games, especially when I am inside of a club, I rarely dance, mostly spend about thirty minutes then I end up leaving with a beautiful girl.’’ I mean, obviously I already know you’re American but that’s not much information.’’ I laughed, her level of confidence was so high, I swear she was almost touching the sky. As expected, I was going to enjoy myself, she was exactly the kind of person I can see myself hanging out with. It’s not that it is a crime to be American, but really it’s kind of is. ‘’ I’m gladly happy to tell you that you’re wrong ‘’ I answered with an English accent just for proof nothing else. ‘’ I am from England to be more specific, London ‘’ I added, proud, with a cute smile. Smiling is something I like to do. I know I have an amazing smile there is no secret. I am beautiful no, better, I am gorgeous and I was using it to my advantage. Plus I have game, and I proved it and continue to prove it all over again. I looked at her with my blue eyes, she couldn’t handle it. Blondie girl was unable to look at me in the eyes for more than five straight seconds. She was intimidated; I guess the independent and strong girl happened to have a weakness. One thing is sure, she was fun to be around, and was not shy to ask questions whether they were or weren’t personal. “Hum… are you with your friends? Maybe your girlfriend…? Or anyone else?” Dominic decided to play smart and make the conversation more and more comfortable. I took a sip of my drink then started ‘’ let me get things straight, you need to pay attention to what I am preparing to say to you ‘’ I had that serious face on, and then I added ‘’ starting now everything that will come out of my mouth is a lie, do not trust any word I say to you ‘’ I was successful, she finally looked at me for more than five seconds, and she did not blink once. ‘’ I do not find you attractive, as a matter of fact, you are the ugliest girl I’ve ever seen. I do not think that you are interesting; i only came to talk to you, because I thought you were the easiest girl in the club and to answer your questions, I came alone and I am a married man‘’ i said all these things with seriousness, that anybody who could’ve heard me, would say that I am a monster. It was a game and hopefully she was smart enough to know it. She looked a bit shocked, confused, I really don’t know how to explain.