Vera Vera Vera, so you want to hear about my party with Ms. Vera Bliss. Where do I start...It was a dark and stormy night...no wait wrong story beginning. I was in Reno for only one night, as I was driving through. I had heard that Wild Horse Saloon had good food, win win. This was my first time at a place like this. I figured even if I didn't end up in a party, I'd at least get some good food. I sat down at the bar, I think I was about the only one there, I asked the bartender to surprise me with some bourbon, and I got it one the rocks. As I was sitting at the bar trying to drowned my sorrows away, she slides on over and posts up on the stool next to me. Oh wait after I ordered the bourbon I ordered some food. OK, back to the story...she slid on over and sat right down on the stool next to me. "What'cha drinking" she asks. "Buffalo Trace" I said. Well of course I had to ask her what she was drinking, it was different type of whiskey, I don't remember the name though, the bottle was right next to the Buffalo Trace thought, ment to be right from the start. We start BSing, food comes, I thought I was going to be SO NERVOUS while I was there. The entire place had a very relaxed vibe. I digress. I was eating, we were talking. She had asked if I had been there before, of course I said this was my first time, because it was. She said that she would love to give me a tour. I finished the food, got a box for the leftover food. Off we were for a personal tour from THE Vera Bliss. She walks me around explaining everything, Visiting all the rooms, one of thems was not for me, not into whips and chains. We visit the rest of them and tells me which one is her favorite and why. We walked back towards the front and she asked if i wanted to go into this tiny room and talk about what I was looking for in a party. We talked about some stuff, talked about what kind of party...of course I told her "sounds good to me." She asked a few more questions, I'm glad she did. I gave her some stuff she walked out, took care of the rest, I went out put my John Hancock on some paper, went back into the little room, she did what she needed to do and off we were to the room. Did some more protocol stuff and ... the rest of that is between her and I. She has an amazingly perfect body, such soft skin, perfect handful sized "bags of sand", I hope you got the joke. We, at least I, had a great time. She made me feel soo comfortable, I thought I was going to be a nervous wreck, thank goodness I wasn't, that would have been embarrassing. We talked a little as we walked back to the front, she got another drink and we parted way. If you've made it this far I'm going to tell you the key to her heart,..bring a can of Dr. Pepper...bring a can of Dr. Pepper, I'm telling ya... My only regret is that I didn't bring enough greenies, that was my fault though. I joked with her that she popped my "brothel cherry", I couldn't have asked for anyone better. As I drove away I was already planning my next trip back for a visit.