Was in Vegas for a conference...

Was in Vegas for a conference and figured I ought to give the famous Rhino a look. Caught a taxi over from the Venetian and paid my cover charge to get in. As other reviews have noted, it's possible to call them to pick you up, which results in a waived cover charge. For those looking to save money, this probably isn't the place to come anyhow, so make of that what you will. Walking through the door, I was accosted by a couple of leggy blondes who attached themselves to my arms and proceeded to give me a "tour", most of which consisted of trying to sell me on private dances. Since I wanted a chance to get comfortable and soak up the scene, I excused myself, and took a seat by one of the stages.

The club itself is a little different than what I'm used to - it seems much more like a gentleman's club; somehow more sophisticated than a regular peeler bar. There are a couple of stages, each with a pervert's row, plenty of tables to sit at, and bench seating around the edges of the rooms which allow for slightly more secluded lap dances in the main room. The chairs are plenty comfortable, and the service is attentive without being annoying.

In my chair by the stage, I was visited by a succession of girls who followed a fairly similar approach to winning my business: each would settle down in my lap, introduce themselves, make very small talk for a minute or so, and then ask if I wanted a dance. There were a ton of girls working, of all different ethnicities. Body types were less variable - almost all of the girls either fit into the "athletic" or "enhanced stripper" physique categories. After having a bunch of dances with various girls that came by, I met a girl who introduced herself as "Mischief". She was older than many of the girls there, with a fake rack and bleached blonde hair. She smoked like a chimney, and has this gravelly voice. She was exactly what my mental image of a Vegas stripper would be.