Vegas Rocks My World Yet Again!

I am wrecked, but my Vegas trip was soooooooooo awesome. Forrest Black and I brought Yolanda, Szandora, and Sabrina to be our booth babes. They were so much fun to hang out with and it was such a good mix of people. So many girls who model — yes, even the really beautiful ones — are competitive and insecure, but our three lovely pals were all totally cool and got along great. Our girls autographed lots of pictures. There were people who had driven hours just to come by our booth. We met this one cool blue-haired guy who does an extreme rocketry magazine. Forrest was like so what do you do and he said rocket scientist and he was not kidding. How cool is that! We stayed in the convention hotel for convenience, but it was sort of so so. So we hit tons of other hotels on the strip after we closed up our exhibit booth for the day. One of the hotels had a morph booth where you could see what your child would look like. Yolanda and Szandora had two lovely little blonde girls. I was a slut and had a love child with Forrest and with Sabrina. Forrest and I had a disturbingly wholesome and 70’s-looking little boy and Sabrina and I had a nice little girl with black pigtails. Once we have all recovered enough to scan our children in, I will probably post them. Possibly on Blue Blood. We only brought a snapshot camera, but we did take funny snapshots of a lot of our friends. We took turns with Steve Diet Goedde taking unflattering snapshot pix in each others booths. Steve and Forrest and I were just fucking around, but I had a couple of photographers show me portfolios of what I guess for them was their serious work . . . and they actually had pictures shot past Forrest’s or my elbow at events we shot at. Sheesh. Met a ton of cool new people though and reconnected with some terrific folks we have not seen in ages. Our old editor from Fetish is editing a magazine all about ass now. A bunch of us went to what Yolanda described as a “sausage bar” like the movie Coyote Ugly. Yolanda and Isabella Sinclaire and I were getting sugary yummy free drinks poured down our throats by a hardbodied dancer chick who held a towel under our chins so we would not dribble. It was not a great place to be a hot boi though, so Yolanda and Isabella stayed dancing on the bar, while the rest of us went for food. You can get a complete meal at any time of the day or night in Vegas and that is just the best. Speaking of food, it sounds like my lunch date is here, so I’m going to go munch. More later . . .

–Amelia G