"How much for Weezie?"

Gary was drunk! Blinded by Chopin vodka or was it her gold top reflecting the lights of the city below that caused him to trip landing face to face with the strippers on the floor. The two ladies were in the mist of putting on a show for their onlookers, but Gary couldn't take his eyes of the girl hiding behind the plants outside. "How much for Weezie?" Before he even knew what he was doing he tapped the dancer, in a mid thrust, and pointed to the girl smoking a joint on the balcony. "For that poor thing $150".

Thank god they have a lot of alcohol and weed here. Marble floors, million dollar views and 2 high end strippers inserting things into themselves...How did I end up the only girl with this bachelor party? Experience of a lifetime, oh, and Gary was nice. No, I had not begun to hallucinate, thankfully ruling out the CAZADORES TEQUILA, the world I had stepped into that night was more like a behind the scenes documentary on "Harmless High Rollers". Right? After a slight hesitation in my thoughts I pulled one last hit off the joint and went inside for another drink.

"Weezie, Weezie, Weezie!" The chanting moved stealthily around my whole body. A wave of realization hit me as the naked women began their hunt, I the prey. I made eye contact with Gary who was staring at me with a look of hazey amazement. I could feel my spirit squirming with furor inside me like a little kid about to get their first shot. My internal voice screamed NOOOOOO and I quickly covered my eyes with my hands. "Come on sweetie we wont bite".
Wont bite, I sure hope not, but you will rub and touch and eweeee!!!!

slow motion silence filled the next 30 seconds.....

Danger had presented itself to me in the form of a pierced vagina...however, my superhero instincts transported me with lightning speed to a safe hide out...the bathroom. After a few conversations through the door I re-entered the party to find an array of passed out positions I never thought I would find men.

With stunningly fond farewells I departed from my "harmless high rollers" with sloppy hugs and shared memories.

Gary remembered he was engaged.