My friend, Paul, belong to a older gay men's social group call the Prime Timers. He secured me a ticket to their annual Christmas Party, held at the Sands Casino. I had been to their Christmas Party in the past and thought it would be 'gay' to repeat the experience.
The room booked was nicely decorated and the table settings were clever. I was early and had a long chat with a gent who was in charge of bookings.
The room filled up with the members of the club. Met Mike again, he had sat at same table last year. Seems he has a new 'partner'. The next person to show was Ken. I always called Ken, Gold Lame, as he would band on endlessly about a costume he wore once. Imagine, claim to fame, stuffing one's self into a gold jock strap.
Ken and Mike had an excited conversation about a planned party that was going to feature the possibility of multiple sex partners. You have to remember that the members of this club are quite aged. Hard to believe that sex is so important...
It was an interesting evening. Mind, the food was lovely and they even served wine. Nice. Who knew that there was a special vintage called "Happy Camper"...
I went all out for the party, dressed to the nines and even wore a Santa hat. Most did not dress up, but am told that is how folks are in Reno. There was one who had a very clever vest and hat on, but most made no special effort to dress up.
I do not know any of the club members , not really, and conversation was hard to come by. They and I were into different things.
When dinner was over, I quietly let the room and returned home. I rather think I will not be going to any more parties held by the club.
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