The Red Martini





The day this started I can’t remember exactly, I remember I was at the second floor of 
a night club looking at the people dancing on the dance floor, I was incredibly beautiful; 
that were my dad’s words when I went out; you know how a protect father can be…all slobbering 
and only could end like this telling how beautiful I was. Suddenly when I looked 
at the dance floor again it looks like everyone there was in black and white and only 
HIM was in colors, I was becoming a color-blind person or I was too drunk, that was what 
I thought at that moment so I decided to go to the dance floor and do something to 
get to HIM ‘cause he was the most handsome guy that night, that was only my opinion, 
of course! I got to the dance floor and saw a lot of people dancing around HIM, 
and to me they stayed in black and white it was like an old movie or something, 
when finally I was in front of HIM I did something from’s original, 
I stumbled on a guy’s feet and fell on the floor bringing HIM with me, it was the 
most embaricing moment of my life.
_Are you all right? – He asked helping me to get up.
_Sorry…I’m a little…
_Don’t worry, that’s ok!
I was so but so embarrassed that I didn’t know what to do, I only could look at 
the floor and stayed there admiring his snickers, and it was stupid I know but I 
couldn’t look at his face.
_Hey! – He said lifting up my chin. – Don’t you wanna drink something with me 
at the bar?
As if I would say no! I made a sign of yes with my head and we went to the bar.
_What’s your name?
_!
_Well mine is, nice to meet you. – He said reaching out his hand and giving me 
a kiss on the check.
I was looking like a “Hillbilly”, ‘cause I couldn’t ask his name and I knew he was 
feeling me odd and guess what I did? Something from’s original, I 
grabbed the guy and started to kiss him. Ok, I know it was a bit freak and crazy but 
I was already ashamed enough to keep talking so I did what I do best…Kiss, of course!
_For someone who doesn’t talk much…you act a lot.
_Sometimes actions say more than just words.
I kissed him one more time and walked away, and for those who thought I was 
playing hard to get, you are wrong! I am really a shy girl and I only did what I 
did because I had more drinks than I needed, so I went to my friend’s table; 
took my Martini glass and went back to the dance floor, there I was all happy because 
for the first time I did something unexpected…when one more time I acted like a fool.
_!
I heard someone calling me; I turned around to see who was and I threw my entire 
glass of Martini on’s shirt.
_Oh My God! I’m so sorry again, I didn’t want to…let me help you to clean it…
Instead of cleaning I was letting him even more dirty, I mean his shirt was white 
and my martini was red, his shirt had martini stain all over it and I was passing my 
hand on his chest and yeah I was letting more dirty, but I’m not dumb at all and with 
the drinks I took I started to enjoy passing my tiny little hands on his well built 
chest, maliciously of course, and he was enjoying too, I could see it in his eyes.
We started to kiss one more time and still kissing we went to a part of the club with 
less people, the boy started to get a lil’ bit excited (If you know what I mean) with 
the idea of us making out in a dark place with some people around, the smell of 
the Martini all over his body was making me go crazy, so I unbuttoned his shirt 
and started to lick the Martini on his chest, dumb me huh?
So, after licking 
his chest, I felt the taste of the Martini passing from mine to his lips, he trapped 
me on the wall and…yeah we did what you are actually thinking, methe 
shyest girl in the whole world took a condom from my purse and had sex with a guy I 
barely even know; in a full night club  and to everyone see. We finish what we were 
doing (fantastic to tell the truth), I put my phone number in his shirt and left 
the club, I took my car (how insane driving drunk), went to my house; took a shower 
and “died” in my bed.
On the next morning I woke up with my dad knocking on my door, and I swear all the 
Vatican’s bells were playing together in my head.
_Speak dad. – I yelled hiding myself under the covers.
_is 2pm; don’t you want to have lunch hunni?
My dad is very nice with me, I live with him for 4 years, my mom and him got divorced 
when I was 7 and I went with my mom to Denmark and I came to London to study 
but I decided to live with him, I love my dad but sometimes he 
can be very 
inopportune.
_Dad…I will, later ok? I’m with a big headache.
_I’ll let the food inside the microwave and a painkiller on the table, I’ll meet 
Shelly and I’ll stay at her place. See you tomorrow darling.
_Bye Dad! Have fun with Shelly!
I know, I’m a big girl, I’m 21 but he still treats me like a lil’ kid. He left to 
his girlfriend’s house and I spent the whole day in bed. Around 7pm I decided to 
get out of bed and when I was about to eat I heard the doorbell ringing, I went 
to open the door and there he was, the guy from last night.
_? – He asked with a funny expression on his face.
_Jesus!
I slammed the door on his face and looked at my clothes, my hair was a mess, I was 
wearing a pink sweat pants, a baby blue shirt with “Sexy Lady” written on it 
and Tom & Jerry sleepers, it couldn’t get worst than that! So I did a ponytail 
on my hair and opened the door again.
_Hi! – I said (amazing, I actually remembered his name)
_Hello. – He said laughing. – May I come in?
_Sure, come on in.
He got in and I stayed there looking at Tom & Jerry’s faces on my feet when a 
good question came to my head.
_How did you get my address?
_I’m sure you don’t remember but you started to write your phone number on my shirt 
and then you stop it and wrote your address. – He said sitting on my sofa.
_Sorry, I really don’t remember myself doing that.
_You are a little bit different from yesterday. – He said standing up coming 
in my direction.
_You know…drinking can change us a little! – I said backing away.
_But you do remember what we did, don’t you?
_Of course, how could I not remember the taste of Martini all over your chest?
_You blushed, why?
He kept coming in my direction and I kept backing away, ‘till I saw myself trapped 
between his arms and the stairs handrail.
_I’m…a little bit shy…
_Yesterday you didn’t look like a shy girl. – He said trying to kiss me.
_As I said before…several glasses of martini can do miracles to people.
_So we better let the acts say more than the words.
He started to kiss my neck and kiss me more and more, and when I noticed we were already 
going up stairs, he pull me to his lap and started to kiss my neck real slow and 
(God that was AWOSOME) to took off my t-shirt pressing my body between his and my 
father’s bedroom door, he tried to open it, but I didn’t let him do that so I made him 
stop kissing my bare naked chest and showed him my bedroom.
For the first time in my life I was feeling like a lil’ kid, because my bedroom 
was all lilac and my bed was like those old beds that we only see in princess’ movies, 
I had some teddy bears in my bed too and he threw them all on the floor and this time 
he had a condom with him, lots of them. From 7:30pm ‘till 2am we had a hell of fun in 
my bedroom, bathroom and all the places you can think, I woke up on the next morning 
feeling super great and I realized that one more time I had sex with someone I only 
knew the name, I stayed there looking at him while he was sleeping when something 
looked familiar to me, but I kept laid next to him and thinking how crazy I was. 
I guess an hour later he woke up and kissed me with a beautiful smile, it looks like 
we were boyfriend and girlfriend in ages and that scene was something normal 
between us.
_Morning babe!
_Good morning to you too!
I said leaving the bed and going to my bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, 
whenentered in my bathroom completely naked and got in my shower without 
saying a word.
Ok, I’ve spend the night with another guy before, my ex-boyfriend
already spend the night here with me, but I never got like this…so ashamed to 
see a naked guy in my shower.
_It’s everything ok with you? You look weird.
_No, nothing…I’m just asking myself what’s wrong with my head in these couple 
of days.
_Why? – He asked using my, I said MY red roses liquid soup.
_First of all, I don’t know you, you’re a complete and total stranger to me 
that I met thanks to some Martinis I took, I had sex with you in a night club to 
everyone see, and the worst…I gave you my address and you appeared here in 
my house, we had sex again I woke up in the next morning and thought…Oh God 
I still don’t know who he is, now I’m in my bathroom and you came after me to 
take a shower and used my I said MY liquid soup. – I said taking the soup from 
his hand and left the bathroom.
_Hi! I’m, I’myears old, never killed or robed anyone in my life 
and I’m really interested in you. Am I still a complete and total stranger 
to you now?
_Listen…, is not that, it’s just ‘cause I’m not like this, I don’t do the things 
I did with you these past days.
We sat on my bed and I noticed I was wearing only my t-shirt and my panties.
_Fine, if you want we can forget everything that happened here and maybe I 
don’t know we…
Before that handsome and wet guy only dressing a towel sat in my bed finished 
his sentence I heard my dad knocking on my door.
_, are you awake hunni?
I pushedunder my bed, got all his clothes and threw out of the window and 
laid down in my bed.
_Sure dad, come in.
My dad got in and sat in my bed andonly could see his feet.
_Are you feeling better? Did your head stop aching?
_Of course daddy.
_Honey your face is red. – My dad said putting his hand on my forehead. – And also 
you are hot, I’m going to get a thermometer and be right back.
My dad kissed me and left my room andappeared.
_What now?
_You will get out through the window.
_Excuse me? Are you high? ‘Cause I’m not going to jump, it’s too high!
_Duh!!! You will go down through the lattice bridge, go faster ‘cause 
his coming back.
I went with him to the window,kissed me and went down, I could only laugh 
of his face, because you can’t see a guy picking up his clothes in your garden 
wrap up on a Sponge Bob towel everyday; that was hilarious.
My dad went back and took my temperature, and saw I was fine. I spent the day 
laughing about my recent acts and I wasn’t feeling a retarded. I was having dinner 
with my dad and his girlfriend when the doorbell rang.
_I’m coming!! – My dad said standing up from the table.
After a few minutes my dad got back to the dine room withby his side, holding 
some flowers and a black box.
_This boy just told me he met you a few nights ago and he’s here tonight to ask 
me formality to date you.
One more time I blushed and stayed there without knowing what to do or how to act.
_You need to answer, yes or no? –said taking me by the hand and leading me 
‘till my living room.
_What’s that? 
_Everything you need to know about me.
I opened the box and saw 4 cds with him and other 3 guys on the cover and 1 
only with him in it.
_You’re a singer?!
_I am, inside this box there’re all the cds and singles I did with the guys 
and all my solo singles.
_You used to sing with Blue? Oh God, now I know why you looked so familiar to me, 
I bought One Love to my little cousin.
_It’s something already…and your Sponge Bob towel is in the button of the box.
I started to laugh and my father and Shelly joined us in the room.
_So honey, what’s gonna be? – My dad asked curious.
Well, if I said no I would be lying because after all we did in these past few 
days I needed to do again, and again, and again. So I kissed him and I felt 
something familiar on his lips.
_I guess from now on you won’t need the red Martini to be with me! – He said 
with a naughty smile on his face.
_You drank martini…
_When I was waiting by the door.
Fact! After that I didn’t need to drink Martini or make him jump from my bedroom 
window, ‘till now, 2 years later he still laughing about my Tom & Jerry slippers 
and I still laughing my ass off every time I remember him running on my 
garden with the Sponge Bob towel.
In 2 years together the only thing I’ve changed was my hair and I don’t blush 
that much anymore but I’m still the same clumsy girl I was back then but now 
with a HOT boyfriend that every year gives me a bottle of Red Martini.

The End.