December 21^st, 2009

I actually had two young “Cherry-Boys” along with me last month.  That is always very entertaining.  I love watching a “Cherry Boy’s” face upon entering his first Angeles City bar.  Some smile widely and sheepishly, some blush shyly, but there’s always an immediate and dramatic reaction.  The first club we entered just happened to be Crystal Palace, and that was only due to its proximity to Pacific Breeze Hotel where they had just checked in.  They actually wanted to hit Dollhouse first, but the door-girls at Crystal accosted them as we walked by.  Both 20-somethings and one is 6’5” with tattoos and the “rock-star” look.  So yeah, they were a big hit and acquired a bunch of news friends (or is it fans?) almost immediately.

After a few drinks there, we made it around the block to Atlantis and both were amazed by the sheer amount of flesh on display there.  We had a good time that first night, but it was already late so we had a limited number of clubs to check out.  They both selected girls from Blue Nile a lil’ later, and hit Golden Nile and Dollhouse before heading back to Pacific to break their AC “cherries”.  Ah, to be cherry again.  It was probably the most exhilarating experience I’ve ever had.  I imagine their entrance into Atlantis could be somewhat re-lived through this video I found: