Introduction
I still remember my first trip to Vegas, when I was twenty-one. I went for a friend’s birthday. She was a Playmate and I had recently moved into The Playboy Mansion, so we were going in style with Hef and a bunch of girls.
It wasn’t exactly how I had pictured my first trip to Vegas, which I had assumed would be a cheap, drunken, Fear-and-Loathing-type mess with friends who wanted to explore all of the casinos and bars. Staying at the exclusive MGM Mansions, traveling in limos like high
rollers and having a packed itinerary — including all of the hottest restaurants, shows and clubs — wasn’t exactly what I had expected, but hey, I’d take it!