by Aaron Michaels
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A man with a past full of secrets and sins arrives in Vegas on business
but finds himself distracted by the sights, especially one in
particular. After a lifetime of careful planning and deliberation, a
lifetime of being attached to nothing, can a man whose business is being
no one be seduced into being someone special to one beautiful young man?
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, and sometimes what happens there
is too good to leave behind.
He hit on me the first time while I was walking south on The Strip.
He was one of a slew of young hustlers lined up like taxi-cabs on the south
side of the Aladdin Desert Passage Mall. Long and lean with a shock of
unruly brown hair, he tried to press a flyer for a tittie bar in my hand. I
waved him off. I had business at the MGM Grand and, in my business, it
doesn't pay to get distracted. Especially not by a Las Vegas street hustler,
no matter how alluring I might have found him under other circumstances.
He called after me with a wink and a grin, which I tried to ignore.
"C'mon, man," he said. "Best little strip club in Vegas. I promise you won't
"Not interested," I said.
Something in my tone must have given me away. His eyes twinkled at me. "Does
that mean you're interested in something else?" he asked, his body language
making it clear what he meant.
I shook my head. "Not interested," I said again.