Mary Scott

Mary, a 25-year-old female, earned her PhD in Business at Harvard University. She always wore bold colors that were monochromatic but still eye-catching in the fashion sense. She promised to have some little fun after graduating to pay off her hardships and no social life during her college years. She dyed her hair from black to a fiery red color. She used to wear conservative but professional clothing but she changed her appearance into this wild, seductive woman who wears tight-fitting dresses and high heels. She has been smart, wise, bold and fierce ever since the beginning of college. She is a go-getter who will reach for her dreams, whatever it takes. One thing was missing in her life. It was founding true love. She did not want any of that yet because she had been seeing many males engaging in infidelity all her life. She used to fall for guys but the relationship did not flourish into love. She had never experienced being in a relationship because of her serious aura that her friends pointed out as scary. Similarly, she looked like a strict professor or some sort. She will be more approachable this time. She needs to have fun, doesn't she? She walked her way to a bar. She was not used to drinking and wanted some alcoholic beverages but she wanted to try it since she is at the right age. She is approached by the Bartender to request drinks that she wants. "What can I get you, Madam?" The grumpy old bartender said in a Texan accent. "I want those Strawberry.... Gin?" She retorted as if she doubts her order. The Bartender gives her one shot. It was a reddish color gradient mixed with a clear liquid. Mary let out an inhale-exhale breath before chugging down the drink she ordered. After it, she had a bitter expression on her face as if the drink was disgusting, and let out a tongue flapping. "First time?" A man's voice that she heard beside her made her turn around. "Yeah. How do you know?" She asked. "That was also my expression when I got to drink for my first time. It was all tequilla.'' He said. "Wow, that is so brave. I never wanted to drink Tequilla for a first try," Mary said. "My bad. I did not get to introduce myself. My name is Nick, what's yours?" He asked and looked at her eyes and lips. "Mary, It is nice to meet you." She retorted. Nick and Mary had a few drinks together and had some relatable conversations. Mary had some fun talking with Nick. Nick invited her to a giant party at his house and they had casual makeout sessions inside Nick's bedroom. Nick is a rich man with a big house. Mary thought Nick was the one. Sadly, after several hours, she went inside a bathroom and saw him kissing another woman. She closes the door as they are about to hit the deep on the sink. Nick and the woman did not pay attention to the fact that there was someone watching them. Nick did care less, whoever witnessed. Mary, shake off the feeling of upset. After all, they are not officially in a relationship anyway. "Mary get it together. You are here to have fun." She shrugged. Mary moved on. For her, Nick was just an asshole that she met at a local bar. Then, she proceeded to find a guy to be fooled with at Nick's big party. The music was so loud and everyone was dancing on the floor. In her thoughts, patriarchy has always been cheating and so women are. She decided to engage in flirty relationships with no feelings. She would break up when the relationship blossomed. She greeted a potential fool for her game. They danced with each other. He introduced himself as James. After the party, they went out for several nights and casually coitus in his apartment. James was falling head over heels for Mary but she was a heartless woman. Once, she decided anything, she will put it into action. While watching Netflix, James carresed her cheeks and said: "Mary, you have had me so much that I am crazy for you and want to be with you for the rest of my life. In know this is sooner but I cannot wait to- " He was cut off mid-sentence by Mary. "James, I'm too good for you." She said, then got up and left the room. Making James look in disbelief as she turned him down. It was a great feeling that Mary felt all her life. It was a guilty pleasure. In her thought, women had overcome the f*****g patriarchy. It was not a sin since they we're not in a relationship yet. It was a fun experience that Mary willing to get another try... This was the start where Mary loved the idea of getting a guy in his toes. It was a love game. Once you fall in love, you will never hear from her again. Although, she wants true love. She just dismissed that idea because of outside experiences from another people with relationships who had it worse. She was poisoned of the idea that true love is not existing. She goes out with several men she met at a bar, a mall, at the hotel lobby and on the cemetery. First, it was Nick, but that dickhead was an asshole that she will never again experience being fooled by. Second was James, a guy at Nick's party. Her first fun game that she won. She made him look like a fool. She also engaged in one or more partners in a day. The partners never knew her other love affairs. She had specific list on who will be her date on every day. Dakota for Monday, Avery for Tuesday, Carl for Wednesday, Jason for Thursday, Shu for Friday, Dean for Saturday, JC, Jhon, Jake, Taylor, Another Nick, Preston.... The list goes on. Sometimes, she will have 3 boyfriends within a day. Morning with Avery, Afternoon with Shu and Nighttime with JC. It was rather she met mainly all of them online then others we're just on actual. Mary, in total, cheated more than 25 males in her life and counting.. The list goes on forever and she was f*****g winning every love game. She did not realized it was a bad habit. She usually goes out with them, goes with them for a short period of time, then either left them noticeable or just ghosted them away. She will not stop because she loves the idea of hurting men and the disappointment in their faces. Mary was a feminist and she knew this is not what feminism is all about but she loved embracing the idea of overpowering men through this. To many people, it was cruelty but for her, it was sweet escapades.