I have a job that would make most men green with envy (pardon the expression-it is St.Patrick’s Day). But seriously, i am a cocktail server at one of the best clubs in America and the things i see- most men only dream of.

Yes, I am in the entertainment industry, but more often than not, i am the one being entertained. Whether it’s noticing one of our beautiful bartender’s laying across the bar having whipped cream licked off of her scantly clad body or one of our shot girls deep throating a shot vile to remove it from some mesmorized person’s lips. And as far as our guests go- they don’t seem to pay much attention to the drinks that i bring. They are always preoccupied with the handful(s) of boobs surrounding them.

The luckiest guy in the whole entire club seems to be the one whose own St.Patrick’s lady has accompanied him to our club. He is all smiles as he sits in VIP: enjoying a premium bottle of champagne, surrounded by strawberries, whipped cream, and ladies more beautiful than in his wildest dreams. It never fails though. Before long he is speechless as he watches his lady so wrapped with one (or more) of our voluptuous girls all over her, that she forgets there is any man around. The entertainers usually get so intoxicated with the girl on girl action that they too ignore him but if he’s really smart, he has grabbed a few more beautiful bombshells for himself. If not- at least he has a lot to vividly dream about tonight. I keep this short so that you too will come visit us and bring your fantasy’s to life.