HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Intro

[HunterDallas]

JC Crew,

I've read quite a few trip reports and was inspired to post one of my own.

This was written for a friend of mine, who I nicknamed Angelface. She has been to Vegas ONCE (with her Mom) and
wanted the gritty details of one of my Vegas trips. So I started writing this in parts (there are TEN), but unfortunately I got busy with work and never finished. Therefore, the story ends quite abruptly half way through the trip. My apologies....but if you see me at the AOD May Invasion, feel free to ask me what happened....

Cheers,
Cooper
aka HunterDallas

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part I

PREQUEL
The Vegas Blowout started in 2006, with six guys
and an idea. The idea ---- go to Vegas and rip that
town a new one by partying hard day and night for
a couple of days. I've been in charge of the planning
for each of the five trips and this year was no
different. Thanks to this website our trips have gone
from good to GREAT!!! Thanks to all the hosts who
have helped in the past.

I began planning the Vegas Blowout on June 1st. I'll
survey the group see what they want to do on the trip.
I find the hotel room deals and email them out. I find
the flight deals and email them out. I work with club
hosts and get hook ups. In short, I DO ALL THE
F--CKING WORK!! Don't get me wrong, I don't mind
it, because going to Vegas without a plan is a recipe
for wasting TIME and MONEY. At least, this way I know
we'll have a good time (or at least a plan) before we
get there.

Here's what we all decided:
Hotel -- MGM Grand
Flight -- PHX to LAS Thurs night or EARLY Fri morning
Flight -- LAS to PHX Sunday @ 2pm

We initially had a list of a dozen guys who expressed
interest in going. And throughout the planning process
the attendee list was whittled down one by one to only
five....(names have been changed to protect the innocent
....and the GUILTY)

1. Cooper - me (aka HunterDallas), Vegas party organizer :^)
2. "Dr." O - Not really a doctor, but a non-stop poker player
3. D-Smooth - My old workout partner and ultimate wingman
4. Partyman - A dentist, can make a party happen ANYWHERE!
5. "Big D" - ex football guy and now an information technology consultant

So, Monday, Aug 2nd, I find out that "Big D" has booked
his hotel at the Vdara (in the city center)...WTF! In addition,
Partyman, says his wife is having "second thoughts" about
his Vegas trip. Third, "Dr" O, won't commit to any of
the activities, saying that he is on the "poker program" (Meaning
he will be playing poker 12 to 14 hours a day)

Hmmm....things are starting to look a bit squirrelly...but I'm
not worried because my boys always come through.

Continued in Part II.....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part II

Thursday, Aug 5, 2010

Arrive in Vegas at 7:00pm ready to kick
off the party. "Dr." O. and I grab
a cab and head over to MGM. We get
checked in and head up to the room to
clean up for dinner. The plan was to head
over to the Venetian grab a quick bite and
then go to Tao (the popular nightclub in the
Venetian) to get the party started. "Dr" O
had already informed me that he was on the
"poker program" that night, therefore I would
be a "lone wolf" in the club.

After some cajoling (and guilt tripping) I
convinced "Dr" O to at least have dinner with
me before disappearing into the "poker abyss".
He reluctantly acquiesced and we ate at the
Grand Lux Cafe. So at dinner I turn on my
cute chick radar...there was nothing in the
restaurant, but that was all about to change...

We finish and "Dr" O heads off to the poker
room and I roll over to Tao. Just an aside....

Tao promoters will walk around the casino
and pool areas during the day handing out
black plastic bracelets to women which grant
them free entry and hosted bar from 10pm to
midnight. And they just don't give these things
to just ANYONE...you gotta have "talent" (i.e.
be a hottie) to get one.

So the cuties are all queued up with their little
tight dresses on...and the radar is pinging all
over the place!!! I get in the invited guest line
(as I had pre purchased my tickets online) and
in front of me was a guy and we started chatting.
Justin was from Houston, it was his first time to
Vegas and his buddy had dumped him for the
blackjack tables. While we were talking, a bachelorette
party of four got in line behind us. The bride-to-be
was a tall brunette, slim and curvy. Yummy! Her
girls were three blondes of various sizes, two were
pretty, but the third was kinda plain. All of them had
on slinky "little black dresses" with a few strands of
fake pearl necklaces, so I nudge Justin on the
arm and point out this new crew. His eyes grow
wide and he smiles as if to say, "Time to make
some new friends...."

Continued in Part III......

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part III

Thursday, Aug 5, 2010

I jump right in, "Alright, bride-to-be how long have you got left?"
"I'm getting married in December", she says.
"Damn, this is early for the bachelorette party...", I reply.
"Well, this is only FIRST one....I'm having another one later."
"What?!? How do you get two, this is crazy, women get away
with everything!!" I said incredulously.

She goes on to explain that she has several friends and some
will be out of the country during the time of the second one, so
she was having two.

"I'm Cooper, this is Justin and what's your name so I can read
your book when it comes out"
"I'm Kelly, this is Rachel and Jenny and ...."
I lost my concentration on that last one (the plain one, I know
it's shallow, but I only have so much memory for names).
"It's a pleasure, ladies, ever been to Tao before?"
"No, it's our first time" Jenny said (damn her voice was sexy!)

So I explain to them that in about two hours Tao gets so
crowded that it will be nearly impossible to get on the dance
floor and so you'd better get your dancing in early. If you
need somebody to dance with just yell "Cooper" or "Justin"
and we'll come find ya. They seemed amused. Just then the
guy comes to us with our wristbands (guys get gray ones,
chicks get black ones for free drinks). We get in the club
and they go one way and we went the other...oh well...

So Justin and I wander around and true to form, the current
Tao population is about 5 girls to every guy. (Gotta love that)
Try to strike up some conversations with a few hot ones with
not much success. It's loud and hard to hear, let alone talk.

An unattractive cougar tried to pounce on Justin (who is 26
years old), but he managed to escape her clutches. Ugh. She
had done waaaay too much plastic surgery on that face and
sorta looked like a female ventriloquist dummy! We got some
drinks and were still trying to get something going when we
run into Kelly and her merry band of blondies.

"Hey, it's Cooper and Justin....let's dance!", Kelly grabs my
arm and either Rachel or Jenny grabs Justin and drags us
on the floor, on the way to the floor I chug the rest of my drink
(big mistake). All six of us are out on the floor shakin our asses,
and after a little while the floor starts to get really crowded.

There are two dance floors in Tao, one for VIPs and one for
everyone else. The VIP area is roped off, elevated and surrounded
by long stages where the VIP girls dance above the crowd showing
off their best moves. Normally, this area is where the hottest of
hotties are because the average drunken douchebag can't get in
there to paw and maul all over them.

Well, Kelly gets tired of getting bumped around on the dance floor
for "plebeians" and heads for the VIP area.

"Let's go in there", Kelly says.
"Well, I don't know if they'll let you in, were you in there before?"
"Oh, they'll let me in...", she says confidently. Whatever, I think.

Kelly is probably a 9½ in Portland, but this is Vegas and that
makes you about an 7 here because the competition is STIFF.
But, to her credit, she just walked up to the guy who was letting
people in and out of the VIP area and he moved the little fuzzy
rope out of the way and SHAZAM we were in the land of the
hotties!!! :^)

Continued in Part IV......

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part IV

Thursday, Aug 5, 2010

Now, I'm not religious but there must be a God SOMEWHERE
because mere evolution can't explain women who look this hot!
Don't get me wrong, everyone in the VIP wasn't a 10, but damnit
there were enough of them shakin, bouncing and gyrating around
to make your eyes water.

So, Kelly and her troop of blondies sort of ditch us once we are
inside because they saw some celebrity guy (I think it was the
guy from that "Tough Love" show on VH1) and tried go over to
meet him. Oh well, your loss girlie...

Justin and I are now in the promised land, we are like kids in
a candy store hoping to get our hands and faces into something
sticky (oooh that was bad!...Sorry). Anyway, somehow Justin
ends up volunteering to take a picture of a group of eight ladies
(nice work Justin) several of which are very attractive and 30ish.
After the picture taking, I start talking to one of the girls (she sort
of looks like a shorter version of Julia Roberts) and she's a redhead!!
Her name is Allison and she's from Iowa. She explains that Sarah
is getting married and it's ANOTHER bachelorette party!!

Most of the crew has now climbed up on the long stage and are
dancing above the floor where we were a short time ago. I tell
Allison that she should get up there and join her girls, she seems
reluctant. So instead, I ask her to introduce me to other couple of
girls who still on the main VIP floor. She pointed out an Amber, a
Lisa, and a Margo.

Angelface, if you remember when we first met and you had that
picture of the pussycat dolls in that magazine. Well, Margo sorta
looked like Nicole, the lead singer of the dolls. She was petite
but not waifish and had the long, curly, raven hair I love so much.
It didn't look like Margo was having a lot of fun, so I went over to
see if there was ANYTHING I could do to increase Margo's fun factor.
As I moved over there, and got closer I could smell her perfume
and the shampoo in her hair...

Ok, at this point, I must explain something about myself and perfume.
You may already know, but when I woman smells good, I mean really
good, it is almost irrestible. There must be some type of pheromone
in certain fragrances that set my hormones on full tilt...and Margo was
wearing one of those perfumes.

As I got closer to her all the blood was rushing out my head and going
...uh....well...somewhere else (sorry, again).

"Margo, I'm Cooper...you know the whole club wants to see you dancing
on the stage. I took a poll..."
"The whole club?" she interrupted.
I chuckled "Okay, you got me.... I only asked the guys, but still that counts for
something"

The whole time, I'm just getting drunk on this woman's perfume and shampoo.
IT IS KILLING ME HOW GOOOOOOD SHE SMELLS!!!!!!!

"I have to know what fragrance you are wearing." as I leaned in JUST a little
bit to sniff some more. Risky, I know, but screw it I'm getting a good whiff of
this shit like it or not chickie!
"It's juicy couture." Margo replied and leaned back a little. FUCK, I went in
too far, couldn't help myself.
"It's absolutely wonderful, so about that whole stage thing....?"
She just shakes her head, no.

By now the group of eight has kind of formed a big makeshift circle and they're
all dancing around it along with Justin and some other guy. I turn to Margo
and say "come on, ya gotta dance with your girls now." She goes over to
the group and starts dancing just a little bit. So I jump into the group and we
are all dancing. Justin, some other guy, seven girls, the intoxicating Margo and
me. Whoop, whoop!!

This goes on for about thirty minutes, we all just dancing in our own little
group and then things got interesting....

Continued in Part V......

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part V

Thursday, Aug 5, 2010

So, suddenly one of the blondes in the group starts
going nuts for some song the DJ is playing and starts
to dance a bit more provocatively. She gets me in her
cross hairs and all of a sudden I'm the target for her
booty grinding dance. Wheeee! She is no Margo...but she
sure doesn't lack for enthusiasm! Well, I look over and
Justin and the bride-to-be are shakin it too.

Even though the blonde (whose name escapes me) is
in her own world (a mix of "Dance Fever" and "So you
Think you can dance"), I still have Margo on the brain!!
The DJ throws another song on and I see Margo start
to throw it down....FINALLY! I've got to get over there
and help her work this thing out on dance floor. Well,
things don't work out...I can't shake the blonde and
some CHUMP starts dancing with my sweet smelling
angel. :^(

I notice that some of group is missing, I figured they
were dancing on the riser, but apparently some had
left the club. Allison stops dancing and talks to Margo
and pretty soon the remainder of the group is starting
to head toward the door. NOOOOOOOOOO!! So, I try
to catch up with Margo to ask her where they were going
OR to ask them to come to Wet Republic tomorrow OR to
ask her to take advantage of me while I was feeling drunk
and easy. But, none of that worked out as they slipped
out of the club I lost them in the crowd.

Well, I went back into VIP with Justin and met some chicks
from the Bay Area, but they didn't compare to the fragrant
raven haired Margo. It was getting late and we decided to
go and try and see if "Dr" O and Justin's friend Aaron were
still gambling.

Caught "Dr" O at the poker room, it's 2:30 am, he's still
playing (fueled by vodka red bulls). I am ready to go back
to the room and was about to take off and get a cab, but
Justin calls his buddy Aaron (who has been taking it in the
shorts on the blackjack tables) and we all meet at the taxi
stand. Remember, Justin & Aaron are Vegas virgins and
they want to walk back to NY NY and take pictures of the
sights on the way. My shoes were not exactly designed
for walking, but I walk with them cause they were cool guys
and it's they're first time in Sin City. We eventually get to MGM
and I ask if they want to come over to the pool and hang
with D-Smooth and I tomorrow. They were a bit reluctant, so I
told them....

"Remember all those hotties you saw at the club tonight,
well there will just as many at Wet Republic ....except
they're all in bikinis!!"

That was an EASY sell!!!

"Dr" O must have taken a cab because he was already asleep.
Got in bed at 3:40 am....still thinking about Margo...

Continued in Part VI.....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part VI

Friday, Aug 6, 2010

I am sleeping pretty good when I hear my phone ringing.
I stumble over to the table and look to see it's 6:30am.
It's Partyman, one of the crew members, calling so I answer.

"What's up, Partyman?"
"Coop....I can't go."
"WHAT?!!?"
"I can't go..."

First, a little background on Partyman, he is a dentist in the
valley and is an absolute party starter no matter where
he goes. This guy could be in a retirement home and in
thirty minutes have those people up and laughing and
dancing on their walkers. This guy is just plain fun to hang
with and is an excellent ice-breaker guy when it comes to
the ladies.

It turns out that Partyman got some inappropriate mobile to
mobile communications from an individual from the 702
area code on Monday. This prompted his wife to go
through his entire phone and apparently she did not like
the results of the search.

So, in other words, some Vegas chick sent Partyman a text,
wifey sees it, looks for other texts, finds more and grounds
Partyman indefinitely!! He says the messages were nothing but
wifey didn't think so.

I am BUMMED! The ultimate ice-breaker and party facilitator
is out of commission for the Blowout! He offers to pay his
share of whatever we are committed to and just to let him
know what if anything he owes.

After this, I try to go back to sleep and the phone chirps (meaning
a text message). This time it's D-Smooth asking if I heard about Partyman.
D-Smooth also texts that he thinks "Big D" is out too. "Big D" works in
I.T. in San Diego and the go live software project he had been working
on crashed and burned. He and his team were working 12 hour shift to
rectify the problem. So, no "Big D", no Partyman...it's just me and
D-Smooth and "Dr" O, who can't separate himself from the poker table.

After getting about another 30 minutes of sleep, I head to
the gym. Do my pre-pool workout, 4 miles on the treadmill,
quick total body weight routine and plenty of abs! On the
treadmill I still feel a little drunk but manage to run the 4 in
38 minutes. Take a steam, hit the shower, throw on the trunks
and it's pool time...yeah, baby.

Head back up to the room to drop off the sweaty gym clothes
and grab some other stuff I will need for the pool. When I get
there "Dr" O is up and talking about where he is going to play
poker today. D-Smooth's flight arrived at around 9:30 so he meets
us in our room at about 10:30. We text Justin and Aaron and they
plan to meet us at Wet Republic right at 11. D-Smooth has to go to
his room and get something, so I tell him I'll just meet him at Wet
Republic. So, I hop on the elevator and that's when I see her....

Continued in Part VII...

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part VII

Friday, Aug 6, 2010

It's interesting how, if you think about it, how many
seemingly miniscule, insignificant things can shape
your experiences. Call it luck, call it fate, call it destiny,
divine intervention or just plain simple random chance
or coincidence. But, that day, at that time, the third
elevator on the left opened up and inside was a little
piece of heaven packed into a 5' 3", green eyed package
that was absolutely stunning. Fate? Coincidence? Just
LUCK, I guess!

She was wearing shorts (very short ones) and a tee-shirt
that was kind of sheer, such that you could see she had a
bikini top on underneath. She has very toned legs and long
brownish-blondish hair and very stylish sunglass perched
on her cute little face.

"Heading down to the pool?"
"I'll get there....eventually.", she said with a Georgia accent.

As you know, I grew up in Texas and us Southern boys
can tell the difference between southern accents: Texas,
Carolinas, Mississippi/Alabama/Tennessee and Georgia.
They are all nice and lilting, but Georgia and Carolina girls
are the BEST...and I KNEW this was Georgia (yes in just
four words!!!). The elevator starts going down, 16...15...14..

"What do you mean, eventually?"
"Well, I have rehearsal for this pageant thing I'm in
and I'll be busy until about four." Her accent is driving me
CRAZY! I LOOOOVE IT!!!! 13...12...11...
"Well, you should come down to Wet Republic, me and my
friends will have a daybed out there. Come out and I'll buy
ya a drink and we can hang out" 10...9...8...7...
"Thank you, that's sweet...", Is she blowing me off? 6...5...
"I hope to see you there....I just love Georgia girls!" 4...3...2
She smiled, as if to say, how did you know that. 1...ding!

The doors open and it's just us two in the elevator, so I let
her step out first because I'm a gentleman....and I wanted to
see her ass! (Very nice, by the way) ;^)

"What's your name?" I ask holding the open door button.
"It's Jenna, Jenna Black", she says
"When you get there, Ms. Jenna, just yell Cooper and I'll
come running...."
She smiles and she's gone...was that a blow off?...Who knows.
Damn, she was Georgia peach! Yum, Yum. But, Jenna Black, are
you kidding me, that's sounds like a fake Vegas porn-star name
if I've ever heard one.

Walk through the casino, through the Studio Walk, where all
the restaurants and shops are, down past the regular pool and
out to Wet Republic, MGM's adult party pool. Get there and
Justin and Aaron are already waiting. D-Smooth comes down in a
few minutes. So, we are all ready to get this party started.

We had a daybed reservation so no waiting in line for us.
Straight to the VIP check in area. I text my guy and he says
he is not there today, but Simon will take care of us. So I text
Simon and out comes a black guy with a goatee and a Caribbean
accent. He brings us over to one of the daybeds right next to
the pool steps. PERFECT! I'm thinking this is great, this is where
all the girls will go in and out of the water. There is a daybed on
our left and on our right with huge umbrellas in between each
one for shade.

We have a minimum spend of $500 for the daybed, meaning
that they charge your credit card for $500 + tax (8%) + gratuity
(20%) and you get $500 of food and beverage credit to spend for
the day. They've already charged you for it, so you'd better
spend it up. At the rate I plan to buy chicks drinks, we will
blow through that minimum in an eye-blink!!

I give Simon a fifty dollar bill when I shake his hand and I say,
"Fill these two beds up with some "nice" neighbors..." He knows
EXACTLY what I'm talking about and brings over our waitress,
Tracy. She's cute in a mid-western kind of way, but she's attentive
and pleasant enough. Order our first round of drinks and it's
SHOWTIME....

Continued in Part VIII....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part VIII

Friday, Aug 6, 2010

So this is where it all happens, the Las Vegas pool scene.
Now, there are no secrets, no girdles to hide behind, no pancake
make up to cover their faces, no tight jeans disguising the
cellulite underneath...it's all out in the open. You can see the
girls in FULL daylight, half-naked, a little drunk AND you have
the opportunity to hold a conversation at normal tones! This
is where you do all your "pre-work" for the night. You chat 'em
up, figure out what their plans are for the night, get some numbers
and see if any of them take the bait later in the night.

It's around 11:30, and people are starting to trickle in a little faster.
I see Simon walk in with groups of guys, and he steers clear of
our two adjacent daybeds. Good Man!! Around noon, Simon walks
in with 4 girls, two short and two taller, couple of blonds and two
brunettes. Bang, he puts them right next to us. Hey, hey, good work.
I hear them talking amongst themselves as they get settled, is that
an English accent I hear? Sure enough, these four ladies are from
Great Britain, two from Manchester: Alice (cute, short, brunette) and
Dawn (older tall, blond, so-so looking) and two from London: Zoe
(short little blondie, in great shape for her age ~late forties) and
Eve (the heavy brunette).

D-Smooth and I immediately extend the "good neighbor policy". For those
of you unfamiliar with this policy it states that:

Adjacent daybed inhabitants of the opposite sex are encouraged
to aid and assist in the application of any & all sunscreen products
in areas deemed unreachable by either party.

D-Smooth got Alice...I got Dawn and Eve (eeek!). With the sunscreen all
on the ladies, quid pro quo is expected.....and received. Unfortunately,
I got Eve. :^(

Order another round of drinks and D-Smooth and I decide to work the crowd
a bit and see if there are any potential targets in the crowd. Wander
around a bit and run into a group of about six black girls (in all colors
from dark chocolate to light beige). They are from PHX and all but two
were really worth chasing. The light skinned one was named Jamilla, she
was tall, about 5'8", had a slim build, NICE legs and curly mop of shoulder
length hair which was really cute. Only problem was, these girls were
YOUNG, maybe 25 was the OLDEST. Jamilla turned out to be 23 (yikes!).
We chatted with them a while, bought a pitcher of mojitos for them,
but decided to hit the eject button on these kids. No numbers exchanged,
time to find the next group.

I see a group of four come in; two black girls and two white girls. One of
the black girls had Jamilla's skin tone and a very sexy green and white
bikini that showed off her cute little booty. Her buddy the dark haired white
girl had a SLAMMIN body! The other two were average at best. I tried to
get D-Smooth's attention but he has already acquired a couple of targets sitting
on the edge of the pool. I watch to see where the group goes and I see
that they have a daybed on the other side of the pool. Make a mental
note to get my ass over there at some point!

Jump into the pool to catch up with D-Smooth. He is talking to two European
girls. They are from the Netherlands, Samara & Silvana (I don't know if I
spelled that right?) Samara had a sexy feline face and curly ringlets of brown
hair that tumbled down to her shoulder (yum). Unfortunately, she had really
chunky legs and a small upper body making her pear shaped. I know why
D-Smooth ended up over here, that face sucked him in...and then the body was
like, blah, but the conversation we had with them was soooo funny!

"Last night, it was very noise...loud" Silvana said, her English was passable,
her looks were average, nothing really stood out on this blondie.
"It was going: 'ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh' ", Samara piped in. Her voice was
very high pitched on the ooh's to imply that some chick was taking it pretty
hard in the room next door.
"And then it says: 'uh, uh, uh, uh, god, uuh' ", Samara says with a low
masculine voice to imply the guy meant business. "and it makes for
two hours!"
"DAMN! TWO HOURS! Shiiiii...." We say in disbelief.
"I bet you two were holding your ears to the wall to listen..." I suggested.
"No, no, we are not do that....no!" Silvana says, shaking her head.
We continue to make jokes about them listening to the next door couple
banging the headboard. It was fun listening to their accents and deciphering
what they said versus what they meant. No numbers exchanged, time to find
the next group.

We looked over to the daybed and guess what? We got more neighbors....

Continued in Part IX....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part IX

Friday, Aug 6, 2010

Hop out of the pool and head back to our daybed, Justin
and Aaron had ordered some snacks and another pitcher
of something that looked like blue Gatorade. Those guys
were in the pool chatting up a couple of the new British
girls. Zoe was bouncing around, with her tight little body.
I still can't believe that chick was 49...DAMN!

We get back to the daybed and flop down on it, the sun is
starting get intense and we had made a few connections
out there, but nothing really solid. The British posse had
grown to seven, but none of the new attendees was up to
snuff. Alice and Dawn, were laying on the daybed puffing
away on cigarettes. D-Smooth saw this and immediately said,
"Alice, you're way too cute to be sucking on those cigarettes!"

She looked a bit taken aback, either from the "cute" part or
the admonition of the smoking part. "It's my New Year's
resolution...for 2011...I'm gonna quit!" Alice replied in her
defense. Dawn looked a bit disappointed that she didn't get
the same rebuke (especially the "cute" part).

I've known D-Smooth a long time, and he is PICKY. He doesn't
care if you are a 10, if you're a smoker, you are OFF his list,
period, end of story! I pretty much feel the same way, but
since these girls weren't 10's, they were basically launched
off the planet. No chance.

We noticed the bed on the other side had girls stuff on it.
So we were curious as to who our right side neighbors were.
Hung out at the daybed a bit had more drinks, looking for
potentials and three YOUNGSTERS came bounding out of
the pool giggling. Meet you new neighbors. Three girls from
New York, I don't remember their names because, honestly,
I didn't think they looked old enough to even be in here. Jesus
Christ, they looked like teenagers. Turns out, two of them had
just turned 21 about two weeks ago. The venerable, wizened,
elder was an ancient 22 years old. TOO F--KING YOUNG for
me. However, Justin and Aaron might be interested, so we
talk our buddies from Houston up (Justin's a firefighter, etc).
And get those two over to extend the good neighbor policy to
the New Yorkers and....BINGO!! Those rascals were rubbing sunscreen
all over those little girls. They were lovin every minute of it...
glad I could help set that up for them...that's what wingmen do!

Now, it's prime time at the pool, the witching hour as I call it.
Three o'clock, affectionately known as "the witching hour". By
now, the crowd is sufficiently large and sufficiently tipsy to
begin to start to get loose. Drunken Desperation hour has
not set in and this is the "sweet spot" where things can really
swing in your favor. We haven't really gotten a good, solid,
potentially "actionable" connection yet. Justin and Aaron were still
working on the NY chicks and they looked like they were doing
very well. Go fellas!!

Sometimes the mental notes that you make in your mind can
get washed away by the numerous mojitos, vodka sodas, and
other random drinks that you have over the hours of pool time.
But, it all came back to me in a rush when I spied the green and
white bikini clad cutie and her brunette friend splashing around
in the pool near out daybed.

Ooooh baby, it's time to go to WORK.......

Continued in Part X....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part X

Friday, Aug 6, 2010 (still....)

D-Smooth and I have known each for about five or six years.
In that time, we have met a lot of people and never ONCE
have we both went into a group and bumped heads on the
same girl. Even if there are only two, without even verbalizing
it, he'll pick one and I'll pick one and we ALWAYS choose
different targets....it's uncanny! That day was no exception.

Green and white bikini had me going...light brown skin (the
color of peanut butter), lean slender look, about 5' 6", nice
hair, not too long, not too short. And a cute little round booty,
that you could...well...never mind about that.

Her friend was a little taller and a little thicker, more athletic
looking and she had a multi colored rainbow looking bikini on
with large brass looking rings on each hip and a matching
brass ring in the front and back of the top. It's hard to describe,
but trust me she was WORKING it!!

True to form, I wanted Greenie and D-Smooth was reaching for the
brass ring. We go over and I start it up,

"Where have you two been hiding...why are you avoiding us?"
I say with my arms outstretched.
"Oh, we weren't....we were just busy...", says Greenie. And Brassy
just gives a devilish grin. I like these girls already.
"Yeah, see we were just coming over to see you guys....", Brassy
threw that out there and I...smell...sarcasm! But, she gives that little
grin with it, so it's all good.
So as they get closer, my arms are still open so...I just go over to
Greenie like I'm gonna hug her, "I'm Cooper, who are you, cutie?"
To my surprise, she goes right for the hug!! YES!!!
"Connie", now Greenie has a new name. So she hugs me and I don't
let go right away, "You feel good....". YES!! She feels good too.
Really good...Soooo, I'd better let go before the blood rushes out
of my brain and goes somewhere else.

Meanwhile, D-Smooth is talking to Brassy and I hear her say Tracy. So
now Brassy has a new name too. Tracy and Connie, two yummy looking
ladies who turn out to be from Minneapolis. Minnesota....REALLY!
They mention they are here with two others, Stephanie and somebody
else. At this point, I could care less about those other two....these
two were the alpha females of that group.

"So, I saw you talking to those girls over there for a while..." Connie
says. Ok, from this little tidbit I surmise that (1) she has been watching
me a little bit, (2) measuring up her competition and (3) trying to see
if I was getting anywhere with the other groups. Maybe I'm reading into
that too much, but women always have a plan. Don't they??
"Don't worry about them." I said.
"Oh, really..." Connie giggled a little, sensing she had the upper hand on
the others....and she DID! She had BOTH HANDS and maybe a foot too!
"Those other girls are just....treading water; and you....well, you're
swimming, girl!" I reply just trying to be clever. She laughed too.

We talk for a while, in the water, and I see D-Smooth and Tracy off on the
other side of the pool talking along with the other two girls. At some
point Connie jumps on my back like she wants a piggy back ride. But,
she actually was trying to shove my head under the water. Tricky little
thing....full of surprises. She is wearing some rather expensive looking
sunglasses and I reach for them and ask to see them. What I'm really
trying to do is see what the rest of her face looks like (under the guise
of 'what kind of sunglasses are those?').

She tries to move her head around so I can't get the glasses off, but
eventually she relents, but shrills, "I don't have any make-up on..." I
could care less...I'm already sold on you chickie and unless you got
just one eye on the bridge of your nose, this shit would be ON if you
want! So I get the sunglasses off her face and I say, "Nice, you shouldn't
hide all that..." She reaches for her glasses back and I play a little game
of keep away (being careful not to break them or get them wet). So that
she ends up having to paw all over me to get her eyewear back. Ha ha.
More body to body contact....Mission accomplished! After several drinks
and bottles of water, I have to go to the bathroom. So, I get out of the
pool and say I'll meet you over on your daybed.

Continued in Part XI....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, Part XI

When I return, Connie is laying on her stomach looking very inviting. I
suggest that she needed some sunscreen. After, some minor cajoling, she
acquiesces. I start rubbing on the SPF 45 on her back as she's laying face
down on the daybed, she had even undone the back of her bikini so I
could get "uniform coverage". It goes without, saying Connie is driving
me crazy!! She is so f--king FLIRTY!!

"You and the crew are staying here, right?", I gotta move this along.
"Yeah, ummm..." She's making those little purring noises as I rub her back.
"So, what are you doing tonight, where's the party?"
"We don't know....we haven't decided....ahhh...", she is enjoying her free
massage. Meanwhile, I'm thinking 'Cut it out with the moaning and groaning
noises or I'll give you something to moan about!' I didn't quite have the stones
to say that one out loud....maybe I should have. But, it sounded like that was
a blow-off answer. That's Vegas speak for: we know what we're doing, but
we just don't want YOU showing up.

"So, I'll give you my number and you let me know." I say, ending the back rub.
No more freebies for you after the 'We don't know' answer. She yanks out her
phone and I see that she has already put my name in there, but the number
slot was empty. WOW! THAT was a NICE move! I guess she was planning
to get my number all along. Maybe this could turn out well after all.

Alright, we have our first serious potential connection and of course it occurred
during the "witching hour". I get up and give her another hug, and say, "You
should just text me your room number, we can bring some bottles down and
have a few drinks..."
"What? No, I'm a good girl..." She says. She is a flirty-teasy little..you know what.
I quickly reply, "A good girl? You might just be the best, but there's only one
way to find out..." as I'm walking away backwards giving her "the eye".

The group starts to gather up their stuff and it looks like they are heading
upstairs. Connie has my number and she wouldn't give me hers, that's a
bad sign. I head over to the daybed and D-Smooth joins me and says, "Those
chicks were all married, Tracy told me."
"She didn't say shit about it to me." DAMNIT!! She's a flirty teaser!
"Yeah, close to fifteen years for Connie...", D-Smooth said.

FUCK! I don't think I will be getting any text messages. Connie was probably
playing that age old game -- "Let's see if I still got IT" Yes, Connie, you still
have it, you have a SHITLOAD of "it", and I was trying to see how much of it
I could get my hands on. Married? As much as I would LOVE to try to do all
sorts of things to Connie that are illegal in some Southern states, I really would
have a problem with banging some other dudes wife. I don't want to be that
guy! Damn this conscious, but I am pretty sure I won't be faced with that
decision anyways. DAMN you, Connie....and your PERFECT round ass!

So, D-Smooth and I take a little break on the daybed, Justin and Aaron have moved
on to two other young chicks in the pool. Again, they appear to be making
serious progress with those two also. There ya go. Tear it up, boys, it's VEGAS!!

I close my eyes for a second and I think I'm dreaming because I hear someone
calling my name "Cooper, hey, Cooper...". Her voice sounds far-away and has
that Southern lilting quality about it. I look up and it's Jenna Black strutting toward
our daybed....

[HunterDallas]

HunterDallas' Annual Vegas Blowout, End

Well, that's as far as I got...I was writing one episode a day for about two weeks and then got busy and couldn't finish.

Hopefully, you got a sample of how I roll, not too crazy; just having fun and loving life.

More posts to come from AOD May Invasion!!

[MikeyTantalo]

ugh! what happened with Jenna!?

[HunterDallas]

Georgia peach Jenna Black....

ugh! what happened with Jenna!?

Unfortunately, nothing. Long story short, hung out with her at Wet for about 30 minutes, got her number before she left. We texted back and forth over the next day, but she wouldn't take the bait.

I still have her picture on my phone in the white bikini she had squeezed into that day....