After picking up another friend “W”, she jumps in the truck and we’re on our way to the party. From down the street you can hear the live band playing at the house, and the cars are lined up along the sides of the street until you round the end of the block. One spot in the driveway with our name on it.
Through our friend’s house to the back yard. Live band playing under the balcony, Half naked girls in the pool drinking beer, guys standing by the bar admiring the topless bartenders. What caught my eye was the pole in the center of the yard, it seemed a yard ornament of sorts in true Vegas fashion. Oh and I would make a great accent piece atop the pole. Yes, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
