I normally would see a long post like this and give it at best a tl; dr glance. But the writing, story, and substance about a place that has a well-earned place in the monger HOF before its troubles, all combine for a pure gold review that had me read it from top to bottom. Thanks for taking the time.
[QUOTE=Velcrolio;6351164]A buddy came to town last wee, someone I've known since he was a freshman, now he's a wealthy asset manager, and there's obviously some chick or chicks here that he sees, because he dodges too many questions for things to be on the level. On Thursday I ran errands and got a nice car BJ as repay from Indica, had an event, and by the time I showed up to meet my buddy, he was shitfaced and up quite a bit on craps and blackjack. A girl I knew was coming to work at that very resort in a few minutes, so I asked her to swing by without revealing I knew a lot of WGs. 'Can you get girls to come by? He said. I said yes, but. 'Have them come!' he shouted. It was a sad moment when I had to reveal that this kind of thing was fine in LA, and I could call in some hot chick friends to hang out, but here ya got to pay. 'How much does she want? He asked. I said you know 3 per hour. 'Jesus, Vegas pisses me off!' he said. 'Let's to get a massage, I got a place in mind. You ever do that?' he asked. 'No, never,' I lied. 'But I've heard of places getting busted so I know stuff goes on there. ' Meanwhile I'm texting furiously to call off the girl who was to swing by our table, though I'd already cash-apped her twenty bucks for the trouble of hanging with a pair of dudes at a bar where she probably shouldn't be in the first place, and she transitioned into carpet-walking only after being caught in an MP bust several years ago.
So we map the place, and when we turn into the complex I do a double-take. It's where LilyA used to be, and I'd never even looked at that mall since I made Naomi toss the rubber and bring in the second girl to do a hotdog bun on me when I was drunk a few months before Metro took it down. You guys will know the place, it's a variant of Lily, but it's the front, not the back. And there's a hilarious report buried way back in this sbforum of a guy thinking he was going to Lily A and walking in this parlor (under a different name I imagine) and getting nothing like the full insanity of the outrageous, loud sex, slapping body noises, oohs and ahhs and yelps that might greet a dude walking into Lily A during it's heydey...[/QUOTE]
