Unexpectedly, unbelievably, I left the Rio...

Unexpectedly, unbelievably, I left the Rio Casino with a packet of cash I hadn't gone in with. (That ultimate no-win game roulette, no less.) Feeling like I needed to celebrate by donating a portion of it back to the Las Vegas economy, I headed for the Club-I-Could-Never-Afford, Spearmint Rhino.

The door charge lightened my wallet going in, but I expected that. Really unexpected, even though others have commented, was the mob of truly lovely girls who were all over me soliciting pds before I'd even found a seat. (Since I was alone, that wasn't a problem, but people in groups were having challenges getting seated in a very crowded club.) I went back with a blonde 20-something who promised, and started to deliver, a good time, but I realized she wasn't my type ... the bolt-ons were just not doing it for me. So (again unbelievably, but I was playing with "found" money), I curtailed the proceedings and went back to the main club area, this time determined to resist until I'd found my perfect fantasy playmate. It wasn't hard. (Wait ... I should rephrase that!) Within ten minutes, and nearly as many auditioners, I was headed for a CR with a petite, all-natural strawberry blonde who made the evening memorable. Cost of Rhino experience: about $1300. Would I do it again? Assuming another successful casino evening, absolutely. Odds of that happening? Alas, slim.