Day One in Which Doris Gets Her Oats...
It's gorgeous, sunny and we are headed today out to the Hoover Dam. And the casinos. And and and...
Did I mention a curiosity about what a lap dance would be like? Ok, I don't know if I will or not but, I have to be honest. I am curious.
The "conference" starts tonight. We will, of course, be on our best behavior for that.
I have to be honest- I'm thrilled to be in a pair of shorts, feeling the warm sun on my face. It completely washes away the experience of being in the middle seat on a six hour flight on a plane completely packed with men.
I mean, there were about six women on the flight and that included the stewardesses. I guess this is a 'boy' destination.
I'm surprised that there are slots pretty much everywhere you turn. I have yet to give one a whirl but I will before the day is over.
(for those young folks, the title is part of a Beatles song)
Did I mention a curiosity about what a lap dance would be like? Ok, I don't know if I will or not but, I have to be honest. I am curious.
The "conference" starts tonight. We will, of course, be on our best behavior for that.
I have to be honest- I'm thrilled to be in a pair of shorts, feeling the warm sun on my face. It completely washes away the experience of being in the middle seat on a six hour flight on a plane completely packed with men.
I mean, there were about six women on the flight and that included the stewardesses. I guess this is a 'boy' destination.
I'm surprised that there are slots pretty much everywhere you turn. I have yet to give one a whirl but I will before the day is over.
(for those young folks, the title is part of a Beatles song)
posted by Sara at 12:16 PM
8 Comments:
everybody should get a lap dance at least once in your life. they're .... interesting. ;-)
and in a way, very frustrating too. better have someone to go home with, that's all I can say.
Enjoy.
Do it girl! Do it all!
Ok here's the thing about the lap dance. They are expensive, and they will only dance for a few minutes and you can't touch them and they can't touch you.
And the whole time, you can tell it's just a job to them and they just want the money, no connection what so ever and for what it costs it can really piss you off.
Then when that is over all the other girls in the club will haunt you because you have spent extra money and they want some of it.
So here's my suggestion:
Go to a place called "the library" 3785 Boulder Hwy. It's about 5 mins outside the city and it's one of the better ones. When you first walk in the door there is actually a round all glass shower where some girl is always bathing......very hot! oh I BET you want to know how I know this!
Then have some drinks and watch. Even tip some girls, a buck in their g-string, then go back to the room and you and J can lap dance each other!
WAY BETTER!!!
Oh my GOSH!!! I am so jealous I am not there with you!!!!!
WOW, Casey! I'm booking a flight now!
And if the Mississippi should rise up and take you away?
Sorry, you're way too young to remember that song.
I'm old enough to know that "Out Of Your Life" sounds like Freddie and the Dreamers.
Enough with the obscure old people's music references.
You have a marvelous time out there in Vegas.
HOOORAAAY for lap dances!!
(although the OCD side of me wants to tell you to wash your hands when you leave the place! LOL)
and remember....no touching
have fun
hum, nothing like a 6 hour flight packed in like sardines!! you most likely got more germs from that then you would from any lap dance!! enjoy yourselves!
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