Like most guys you have your good days and bad days when it comes to women. Sometimes you can go weeks thinking that "Ralph Ellison" wrote his most famous novel about you and then all of a sudden you might get a prolonged glance or a smile from a total stranger.
However, every now and then "Lady luck" seems to cut you some slack and some good fortune shines on you.
Your niece Tamara lives next door to an Indian family, who seem to be okay, but according to her they don't really interact too often. Nevertheless, you decided to "hang out" at her place for about a week since you rarely spend time with her and it was a nice place (New Jersey) to get away from the city.
Last Sunday, Tamara had a big cookout at her place and things went really well, so well that you didn't even mind having to help clean up. The only problem was that most of the people that you assumed would help either left or went back in the house which basically left you all alone with your giant Hefty trash bags.
So you're out there picking up Soda cans and paper plates and suddenly you hear a voice coming from the darkness. You look around but can't figure out where the voice is coming from until you hear it again:
"How come you didn't invite me?"
Suddenly a young lady from next door gets a chair and looks over the fence and repeats:
"How come you didn't invite me?"
You had to explain that you were a guest yourself and introduced yourself and she told you that her name was Daminda. You told her that is a pretty name and she asked you do you know what it means?
Of course you said: "No," and asked "What does it mean?"
A wicked smile came across her face and she said:
"Let's play a little game, meet me this morning right here in the backyard around 6:00 AM, and I will tell you."
You couldn't sleep at all that night and spend hours trying to figure out what did Daminda have planned for you?