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Immersed in Fantasy

Ah, Las Vegas, a wonderful city. It can be a great place for a writer with its many different opportunities for observation and glimpses into the personas of others. At triathlon races and marathons, I’ve seen the sun rise several times over Lake Mead, Lake Las Vegas, and the strip. I’ve people watched on the boulevard and downtown while traversing around, frequenting the restaurants, and gambling into the wee hours of the morning. I’ve stargazed with others deep into the night at Red Rock. I’ve gone to school here. Then, of course, there are my writing cronies and we can be in a whole category of interesting people ourselves.

Las Vegas is a place where dreams can be made one day and broken the next. A place where if you have the money and/or the right connections your every wish can be met, your fantasies fulfilled, and even if you don’t have the big bank roll or connections, you can still pretty much live out your desires. Las Vegas—a city where you have many chances to become engrossed in fantasies and become inspired.

And one of the easiest ways to become immersed is to see a good show. What constitutes a good show?

That, my dear, is up to your personal taste, and since there are many shows to choose from, it shouldn’t be hard to find what suits you. I’ve had the chance to see quite a few. My favorite Cirque show is Zumanity  followed close by Ka.  I loved Phantom of the Opera.  And, now my favorite male revue show is Chippendales.  Talk about fodder for one’s fantasies. Yowza!

The show/theater was a very high energy venue and loud. My friends and I had a booth toward the back, separate from the main feeding frenzy of excited women. (Yep, I wrote feeding frenzy. I’ll explain in a bit.) The booth seats were an excellent location to watch the show, away from the noise of the crowd, good vantage point…that is until a group of women decided to stand on the chairs. Luckily, the ushers took care of getting them down pretty quickly. Aside from the craziness of the audience, the show was awesome!

Before the performance, there were clips of the Chippendales’ public appearances and photo shoots that played on screens hanging over the stage. Something to whet the appetite before the countdown began, then once it did, audience members were in for a smokin’ hot good time. Twelve scantily clothed men strutted their stuff for about 75 minutes or so. Skits ranged from an 80’s number to men in military dress uniform to firemen. I have to tell ya, though, my favorite scenes were the ones with the vampires and the one with the white couch, the motorcycle and the bed covered in what looked to be white satin sheets. Oooh baby, the three guys gyrating on those props—a triple whammy of sexiness to really get the heart rate up. The emcee, Bryan, had a great voice and James, who played the guitar, was swoon worthy. The dancers also interacted with the audience. For some of the skits, there were ladies who were chosen to go up on stage and there were points when the men fed through the audience and paid attention to the women in/near the aisles. The show was tasteful. The dancers’ naughty bits were always out of sight. That night we were lucky enough to have handsome dancer Juan come and say hello to us. He’s an absolute sweetie and was also fortunate enough to be Man of the Month for September.

After the show, all of the dancers we had the pleasure of meeting were very personable, taking their time to visit with the women in Flirt. Hanging out in the lounge was an experience, too. R.M. Sotera and I hung back while our other two friends obtained autographs and photos. R.M. and I watched the swarm of women go from one man to another as the dancers came out to mingle. I made the crack that the situation reminded me of a fish tank I once had. When it was feeding time, the fish would go nuts at the top of the water in a feeding frenzy—acting out, vying for position for the food… Good thing the men were gracious. Then again, with all those beautiful women, perhaps the men felt like wolves in a huge flock of sheep where they could have their pick. Eventually, the men filtered our way. And, somehow, for the third time in two days, I ended up in front of the camera. (Those who know me know I currently HATE having my picture taken, which is a story for another day.) But that’s okay. We all had a great time that night.

R.M. and I have had the pleasure of visiting another revue show and from the inspiration garnered there we developed a couple of stories. Check out the trailor:

So, if you’re ever looking to be immersed in fantasy, keep Las Vegas and its shows in mind. You won’t be disappointed.

Chippendales is the premier provider of entertainment for women and is currently the #1 Male Revue in the World. www.Chippendales.com features a free site offering a wide array of editorial and pictorial content and the Chippendales’ store, which sells branded products. For more information, please visit www.Chippendales.com. 

Chippendales performs nightly at 8:00 p.m., with additional shows on Friday and Saturday at 10:30 p.m. Tickets are $39.95 and $49.95. For tickets, call (702) 777-7776. Locals can receive tickets for $25 nightly with a valid Nevada I.D. for any performance.

C.R. Moss, an eccentric and eclectic writer, pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of Possibilities. For more about the woman behind the keyboard, visit: www.crmoss.net

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