It was a warm Friday night in the Hamptons, and my buddies bailed on me half an hour before we were supposed to meet.

So, I figured, fuck it, and went solo to the house party I’d been planning to go to. Besides, I’m relatively good at chatting up chicks on my own, and don’t need a wingman to get laid. I’m also an actor who’s been in a bunch of films, which doesn’t hurt. I’m the “that guy” everyone recognizes from movies I’ve been in. You’d definitely know my face if you saw me, but you wouldn’t know my name. Let’s keep it that way.

As I pulled up to the house, three hot chicks cut in front of my car. All of them were holding hands, giggling, seemingly oblivious to the world around them. Illuminated by my headlights, I saw the tall blonde... Read More