I am finally going to Las Vegas today and I couldn’t be more excited! (…Actually I could. I’m at about an 8 out of 10- 10 being my birthday or a huge trip with all my favorite friends in the spring/summer. So, an 8 for the middle of the winter is pretty damn good!)

What kind of trouble can I get into in a city like that? I’ve only been out there twice before, and one of the trips was actually the most incredible weekend of my life.

I plan to stay out ridiculously late and “act-a-fool” as much as possible without losing an ounce of class….Believe me, it’s possible. (And if I do get too out of hand, I have a big strong “body guard” to carry me wherever he wants.)

The reason I am so excited for this trip is that I am meeting this super hot, tall, strong African Canadian that I haven’t seen in months! We’ve been trying to meet up, but since our schedules generally clash, it hasn’t worked until now.

I’ve been fantasizing about him all week since I found out he booked the tickets. I want to check off every sex-in-public fantasy I’ve ever had. It probably won’t happen just because of logistics.

For instance: I think having sex in an elevator would be hot. I hear Vegas is the place to do it. However, his cock is so huge that it would be impossible to hide when people get on/off the elevator.

Plus, I’m clearly not going to finish in the elevator because that means game over for me…and I’m not that masochistic. Okay, I am a little masochistic to even consider doing anything with a cock that big, but hey, I’ve got my priorities.

Anyway, I’ll do what I can. I’m feeling lucky!