Forgive me for I have sinned, here is my confession:

“Cheetah’s – where everybody knows your name”

It was my friend’s bachelor party so we all headed to Cheetah’s strip club for some paid entertainment. After a couple of drinks and shots I picked the dancer with the hottest body in the place and had her give me a lap dance, which was $50. The first dance was so great that I decided to get another one. This girl was so fucking sexy and the way she moved to the music drove me crazy. She was simply good at her job! As the night went on, the drunker I got the more lap dances I bought. Thinking back I might have had a lap dance for almost every drink. My bill just for the lap dances was $650, so you do the math! Since then there have been plenty more bachelor parties celebrated at Cheetah’s and at this point whenever I’m there my favorite dancer not only recognizes me but also remembers my name. Vegas Baby, Vegas!