Well after two months straight of clubbing every weekend I took a month off to save up for my trip to Vegas. I ended up going out three nights but I thought I would share my story from the third night.

It was long Vegas day of rushing around and already exhausted. We were four people, a couple, my self and another younger guy who I'll call Clint. (I'm 23). Earlier in the day we got some VIP cards for Pure which turned out to be fake, but we still got discounted cover for 20$.

Clint started talking with an HB8 and I talked to her friend who was at best an HB2 in my books. Fortunately one of their friends came back with more guys and took the HB2 away and Clint stayed to talk with the HB8 and the couple, stayed with them. I wondered the club but just didn't see any opportunities in the over crowded sausage fest. Fed up I went back up to the deck upstairs and it was about 1 am, my friends and I decided to leave and Clint # closed.

Pure really felt like a lounge rather than a club, I personally wouldn't recommend going to anyone aside from the view on the deck.

My friends wanted to go back to the hotel. I was fed up with my performances the first two nights where night 1 I got sick from drinking too much and night 2 I didn't get the quality of women I like so nothing happened. Fortunately I had a wrist band for The Bank at the Bellagio and I parted ways with my friends. After 20$ for a mandatory drink ticket and I was in!

Alone and kinda upset that my friends decided to bail, I decided to grab a screw driver (already a little buzzed) and wondered around. I should have known that it would be a great night. Whenever I end up solo and upset it always turns into a memorable night. So I see this guy (I'll call him John) standing in the top level alone so I thought I'd strike up a conversation.

For those of you who don't know The bank it has three levels, a top level with a walk way around the club, a middle level with tables (bottle service only) and a lower level with a couple tables and pretty decent dance floor.

We got a long great! Both of us had quite a bit of alcohol in us, we were at The Bank alone and we decided to go hit on some ladies. Even better, John taught me something new. Just jump into a group of ladies and start dancing.

I'm not usually an out going guy and play more of the mystery card but it worked great. We ended up dancing with about 15 girls each (grinding with most) and had a ton of fun with many of them. But still nothing close enough to closing.

It was probably 2 am or 3 am and we went up to the second level, where 90% of the girls in the club were at their tables. The only guys there were the 20 or so bouncers guarding them. We start to walk in and a bouncer is about to stop us when John high fives a girl at the first table and I follow suit ... and we're in!

We walk halfway through the second level until we hit group of HB8 to HB10. Right away we start dancing and I grab the only HB10 in the group. A super slim, tall blonde who was likely a model. John was from the Phoenix and these ladies were too but there was not too much conversation. Within 10 seconds the HB10 and I were grinding and having fun.

Fortunately John grabbed an HB6 and HB8 and the other girls didn't interrupt us with their friends (gotta love it when they don't cock block). Both John and I were allowed to drink from their bottles too!

After a little while, the HB10 and I start to get more physical... by the end I had a stain on my pants from her, my pants fully undone and a lot of washing up to do on both our parts haha. Not quite sure what to call it? (any ideas??) Not a F close but we were in the middle of the club and both had to wash our hands and other things...... I didn't even get her name until she left to clean up and her friends asked where "HB10" went haha.

John ended up # closing with the HB8.. the HB10 and even though I tried to avoid it, things kinda got awkward after we cleaned up and barely said bye to each other.

In the end, this was honestly my best night out ever. I formed a really close bond with John who I hope to meet again some day and it was my first time doing anything with an HB10.

Anyways, I'm kinda disappointed to be back in Montreal now but I hope to head back to Vegas later this year again!