After we landed it was time to party, no worries and no troubles. I made sure to get in contact with my friend Reyes in Vegas and he made sure he got me a room in a hotel.  It was a amazing time and the room was amazing. When I appeared from the elevator the suite was surrounded by glass, giving me a beautiful view of the whole city. In the middle was an huge glass table, that had some fake fruit on, which I almost ate. Don't judge I was hungry. The living room had two sets of sofas, one was larger and one smaller adjacent. Then to the side of the room was a billiards table and a ping pong table. The kitchen was of a decent size and I knew this place was amazing.

I wanted to explore the nightlife, as seeing people was not normal to me. All I can remember is the darkness and damp feeling of the hole. I went down the elevator and out the front door of the hotel. I started walking down the boulevard and the sights were amazing. The lights were always on and they moved. People filled the sidewalks from end to end and I decided to head into one of the casino's to see how lucky I am. I only had a few thousand so I had to be a little conservative about my gambling. I got into a open seat in one of the Blackjack tables and I started. I won a few rounds but nothing too spectacular.

Thirty minutes later, I left the table with one hundred more bucks in my pocket. I left and was attracted to this one woman. I don't know what was about her but it seemed like she was attracting most of the male attention in the area. She was down the boulevard a bit and she was one of the dancers in front of one of the brothels. She was a fine piece of work and she knew she had a crowd. Each few minutes she would attract a few more guys. I left as soon as it started to get claustrophobic and I entered the brothel. It seemed to have a big crowd, full of drunks and men getting away from it all for a couple hours. I sat down in one of the empty seats right under one of the dancers. I put a few twenties in her bra strap and I cheered her on from my seat. I looked at the clock and I knew I should be heading back.

But then there she was again, the one from before. She saw me and came up, asking if I wanted a private show. I looked around as if I needed someone to answer for me. I nodded my head yes and she slowly grabbed my hands. She pulled me slowly and seductively to to the first back room. It was a medium sized room, with a large pole in the middle and it was surrounded by a red love couch. She moved up and down the pole. She knew she was reeling me in and I let it happen. I had no worries. She even dropped her top halfway through the show and I guess she was allowed to then. I just pretended in my head she did it for me.

"What's your name sweetie". She continued her show and quickly answered "Paris". I leaned back in the couch and she decided to give me one of her lapdances. After it was all done, I gave her a few hundreds and a few twenties. It was worth all the money I had, it was one of the best dances I have ever seen.