If you got the money, you will get what you want there.

I rolled up to Hustler around 10 pm. Self parked, walked up to the door, and saw just a short line. For some reason, the line didn’t move for about 10 minutes. When a bouncer finally showed up, to took him forever to check everyone’s ID, and blab to them about all the wonderful ways they can spend hundreds of dollars. Finally I get past that shcmuck, and get in free with my VIP card. I remember I payed $10 with my local ID, and it seems to never expire. I flash that, and get in free.

When I got in, the club was half empty. Further making me shake my head as to why they make people with pockets full of money wait outside. Anyway, I got my usual, a beer, a shot. Drinks are more affordable when you show them that card too. It was $15 with tip I think. Not too bad for a Vegas joint. I popped my Cialis, and washed it down with my drinks, and checked out the view.

I turned down 5’s, 6’s, and 7’s for about a half hour. It’s expensive to get what I want there, and I’m not gonna drop big paper on an anything average. There is a 2nd floor there. That’s there the real magic happens. I saw a thick, 30ish, blond athletic, amazon walking down the stairs. And my dick got hard just making eye contact with her. She was the one I wanted.