DLV was basically moved to the week before Halloween and than cancelled with a month to go.
I had book my room from Monday through Sunday. I had anticipated that they would cancel so I invited some friends to go.
Only one made it, but this is one of my closest friends. Well when I asked him he said his sister would like it too. So his sister brought two friends with her.
On top of that my friend knows two couples who live in Vegas that will be joining us.
Of the group of nine I'm the only TG person. Everyone was great and I now have more friends.
I arrived Monday afternoon, my friend, sister, plus two. Arrived Thursday afternoon.
It was like a marathon for me leading up to the week with all I had to do. So being alone the first couple days was a welcome rest. As I'm out, being out in public dressed in completely normal for me.
So I was ready when they showed up Thursday night. Let the party begin. It is the third time I have stayed a week at the same hotel/casino. As it turned out most everyone has stayed here before. With one in the party, their parents honeymooned here.
Thursday night we stayed close, visiting and gambling. We decided that my friend would stay with me and the girls would have the other two rooms.
I should explain my friend and I actually dated for a while. Till he dumped me. We would sleep over at each other's house, no sex. We have remained close friends.
So my exboyfriend was doing well at the machines. We are heading to the room passing the roulette table, a friend back home ask to put 5 on 22. As there was room at the table I suggested we place the bet. My exboyfriend is looking for a 5, I pull out a 20 , say "I have it". He says he will pay me back. I buy 20 in clips. Put 5 on 22 with 5 more on each corner. I turn to my exboyfriend and ask him what number he would like to play, he say 17. I put the last 5 on 17, after this we are going to bed it's like 1am. So what number do you think hit, that's right 17. We couldn't believe it, but that's how things had been going. We were playing video poker machines. My exboyfriend said something, I said you just need four of a kind. As soon as the words leave my mouth he gets four aces. He went home with a bit of money because his luck held all weekend. I went home with a couple dollars more than I started with. That's after spending a week there. So for me the only expence was my room. And I bought breakfast and a round of drinks for everyone besides other things, so I did well too.
Friday, breakfast, gambling, nap.
My exboyfriend has a couple that lives there that was going to meet up with us for the evening. Just the four of us went to a restaurant on east Fremont Street. It was about 2 miles one way. Three guys and me in heals, stockings, leppard skater skirt, cami with a see through leppard blouse. My feet are killing me, but I make it back. They offered to get a cab. There is no way I'm getting in a cab, I'll walk barefoot first.
Halloween morning I wear plaid to breakfast. Plaid Onesy, shawl, earrings and ears, with black skater skirt, stockings,and pumps. Gambling till a little after noon when we again lay down for a rest.
About 3 I get dressed. At 4 we go over to the girls room, that's in the other tower. There is were we get my exboyfriend dressed. His sister made his costume. I ended up doing his make-up, as he has a beard and his costume has a built-in mask, it's just mainly just the eyes.
We knew we were going to receive so attention, but in was way beyond anything I thought it would be. Everyone wanted to take out picture, on top of that they wanted to pay to have their picture with us.
We are at the Fremont Street experience, the casinos, restaurants, bars are open but there is no live performances. The light show and music are playing, so it's still a party. We are walking around and dancing, can't move very fast with all the picture taking.
They wanted to go to some like coyote ugly bar about a block away. By now the couple for the other night has joined us a long with another couple that lives in Vegas. We it wasn't for our local friends I don't think we would have gotten in. This place is crazy. Like the movie, bartenders in cowboy boots dancing on the bar. And yes they made a big deal about mainly my exboyfriends costume. For there stopped for pizza , and then the bar at Circa a new casino that just opened. We got back to the room about 1am.
The next morning, we woke up I started packing. All my exboyfriends clothes are in his sister's room. Not wanting to put his costume back on I give him a pair of jeans shorts, he had left his jacket in my room so that took care of the top. I'm on the 6 floor of one tower they are on the 15th floor of the other one. So I also must get dressed, he needs help carrying his costume and I need to say my good byes.
I still love him, I did live up to my word and was on my best behavior, he doesn't as I say love me that way. Still it was wonderful and the best Halloween ever.
On* six and a half hour drive it was good I was alone, because there was a lot of crying. Still I would do it again given the opportunity.
Love Jean
PS. There were a couple of times I was harassed, I chose to not respond. Yes I could put them in their place. I see it as a waist of time as they are worthless street people. I was never it any kind of danger.
And just to be clear just being homeless doesn't make someone worthless, their behavior does.k and me.jpg20201030_090904_copy_450x600.jpg20201028_202645_copy_450x600.jpg 20201031_092844_copy_450x600.jpg20201028_093006_copy_328x600.jpg