It's May here so it's hot and I've started my weekend pool rounds.
First up was the Flamingo. I like the lagoon feel, I like the palm tree islands with the built in pool benches. I don't like drunk guys playing with big blue balls and hitting them towards me because they are too drunk to aim.
Then I went over to the Mirage and tried the European pool (that means topless). My top stayed on, until I did I quick check for leaves, but many other tops did not. I have boobs, I don't need to see boobs, but I would go again just to look at the bartender. He was a pretty man, I went with a male friend and he was the first to comment about the attractiveness of the guy "he's so pretty I'd do him".
This weekend it's back to the Flamingo ( Michigan friends are in town) and perhaps to Wet Republic at the MGM Grand.
Pool hopping is great and if the sun didn't burn the crap out of me, I'd have an even better time.
this is terribly written, and at the time I had just had an incredible fight with then long distance relationship person (that's the "friend" mentioned) that really shook me up. the words whore were used openly, not so fun
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