The Bloke (Men Under Revue #1)

PROLOGUE

WELCOME TO LAS VEGAS.

Most know the Las Vegas Strip as the City of Sin, an adult playground where the only rules are those of the law.

Feel free to leave your life, love, and all those inhibitions behind. You won’t need them where you’re going.

What happens here stays here. There is no secret The Strip can’t keep, not a single one.

Vegas is a city filled with lights, gambling, and lucrative entertainment for visitors who continue to seek their escape from reality.

No one sleeps here; we run twenty-four-seven on alcohol and caffeine, but that’s only what can be seen from the surface.

There’s a deeper level to The Strip that often goes unnoticed unless you know exactly where to look.

While the husbands come to spend and lose money, their wives come for us—more than once, if they're lucky.

The men play the slots and tables, and the women play with the ones who can give them exactly what they need—an escape.

It’s not just the married who come for easy entertainment either.

The single women are even more fun to play with, desperate and thirsty for attention. They’re the ones who believe they can take us home at the end of the night—or at least they try.

We’re not strippers; we don’t accept tips or dollar bills in our tight-fitting boxers that leave almost nothing to the imagination.

We’re dancers, performers, entertainers.

You can touch us all you want; in fact, we encourage it.

But at the end of the show, we no longer belong to you.

We are the men who run this city.

We are the men of the underground.

We are the Men Under Revue .

Ravish the women…

Reign worldwide…

Revue first and forever…