Okay, LAS VEGAS ROCKED!!!
My cousin invited me to Las Vegas for her birthday bash. There was about 8 of us in total, consisting of her and her friends and cousins. Her friends were really nice and made me feel like part of the group.
We got there Friday night and the first thing my cousin wanted to do was go clubbing. We didn't get back to our hotel until 5am pdt/8am est. I was dead tired that whole night her friends kept telling me to wake up! :P I mean come on a 6 hour flight and then still go clubbing!
Her friends age range around 24-27. I was an old fart compared to them, but I had a good time. We all got a club package to get into clubs without waiting in line, which worked out well in the long run. We went to a total of 5+ clubs the whole weekend. When we found a club we liked we just stayed there the whole night.
All through the trip I kept seeing girls dressed in evening gowns at like 3pm at the mall! I kept thinking what the hell! They were dressed to impressed. I remember my ex telling me when he went most of the girls were prostitutes in the clubs and around Las Vegas. Well, I don't think I realized when I came across one because no girls hit on me. My ex had me fucking paranoid that people would think I was a freakin' stripper or prostitute if I didn't dress a certain way. Maybe his next girlfriend will have problems in LV because I am sure he will make sure she is dressed to impressed. However, I had no issue but because of my paranoia I kept thinking in the back of my head that people think I was some type of stripper or something. I think on Sunday I wore the shortest shorts I have ever worn in my life and only then did I actually really believe someone might have a valid reason to think I was some type of prostitiute however, I didn't have any issues. A couple of guys that day might have said 'hello' or 'you got the time' but that was the only kind of prosititute thing that happen that day and i don't think they thought I was a prosititute..they probably just thought I was easy. However, everytime I talked to a guy in a club that whole weekend my catchphrase was: "My name is Charlise and I am not a Prostitute". *laughs* I was paranoid.
All the girls in the b-day group went to a Stripper 101 class. I had a great time and brought a T-shirt from the class. The retired stripper(who stilled looked good) showed us some lap dance moves and pole dancing tricks. I remember when I finished the class and she was handing out little cute cards saying we where officially strippers *laughs* she asked me for my name and I told her Charlise and she was like that is a great stripper name! of course that added to my paranoia about my name:P I did enjoy the class though!
We did spend an afternoon going to the different hotels and riding on the attractions there. We when to New York New York hotel and rode on the Screamer coaster. It cost $16 and was probably worth only $8 but the coaster was better than I had expected for a hotel coaster. We went to the Venetian hotel and rode on a gondola. We also went on the Big Shot and Scream in the Stratosphere hotel, they cost around $13 each ride. It was a great time.
I went to In & Out Burger, and the animal style burger was okay. The way Ron and other people rave about it I thought it would give me a damn orgasm or something! *laughs*
I'm really glad I went. I do not think I would go to Las Vegas without a reason and a b-day was a great reason!
My cousin invited me to Las Vegas for her birthday bash. There was about 8 of us in total, consisting of her and her friends and cousins. Her friends were really nice and made me feel like part of the group.
We got there Friday night and the first thing my cousin wanted to do was go clubbing. We didn't get back to our hotel until 5am pdt/8am est. I was dead tired that whole night her friends kept telling me to wake up! :P I mean come on a 6 hour flight and then still go clubbing!
Her friends age range around 24-27. I was an old fart compared to them, but I had a good time. We all got a club package to get into clubs without waiting in line, which worked out well in the long run. We went to a total of 5+ clubs the whole weekend. When we found a club we liked we just stayed there the whole night.
All through the trip I kept seeing girls dressed in evening gowns at like 3pm at the mall! I kept thinking what the hell! They were dressed to impressed. I remember my ex telling me when he went most of the girls were prostitutes in the clubs and around Las Vegas. Well, I don't think I realized when I came across one because no girls hit on me. My ex had me fucking paranoid that people would think I was a freakin' stripper or prostitute if I didn't dress a certain way. Maybe his next girlfriend will have problems in LV because I am sure he will make sure she is dressed to impressed. However, I had no issue but because of my paranoia I kept thinking in the back of my head that people think I was some type of stripper or something. I think on Sunday I wore the shortest shorts I have ever worn in my life and only then did I actually really believe someone might have a valid reason to think I was some type of prostitiute however, I didn't have any issues. A couple of guys that day might have said 'hello' or 'you got the time' but that was the only kind of prosititute thing that happen that day and i don't think they thought I was a prosititute..they probably just thought I was easy. However, everytime I talked to a guy in a club that whole weekend my catchphrase was: "My name is Charlise and I am not a Prostitute". *laughs* I was paranoid.
All the girls in the b-day group went to a Stripper 101 class. I had a great time and brought a T-shirt from the class. The retired stripper(who stilled looked good) showed us some lap dance moves and pole dancing tricks. I remember when I finished the class and she was handing out little cute cards saying we where officially strippers *laughs* she asked me for my name and I told her Charlise and she was like that is a great stripper name! of course that added to my paranoia about my name:P I did enjoy the class though!We did spend an afternoon going to the different hotels and riding on the attractions there. We when to New York New York hotel and rode on the Screamer coaster. It cost $16 and was probably worth only $8 but the coaster was better than I had expected for a hotel coaster. We went to the Venetian hotel and rode on a gondola. We also went on the Big Shot and Scream in the Stratosphere hotel, they cost around $13 each ride. It was a great time.
I went to In & Out Burger, and the animal style burger was okay. The way Ron and other people rave about it I thought it would give me a damn orgasm or something! *laughs*
I'm really glad I went. I do not think I would go to Las Vegas without a reason and a b-day was a great reason!
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