So I went to a friend's bachelorette party this weekend. We started off at the Embassy Suites where we had dinner brought up and a plethora of liquor...namely, martini's. The obligatory stripper showed up and brought his friend, Angelo, who was in town from Vegas. We got a two-for-one deal! So they were cheesy, as most stippers are, but a great deal of fun. My friend Kerry, who is pregnant with her first child, leans over to me and mentions that she thinks she knows one of the guys. This is no surprise as Kerry knows everyone in Denver. So Kerry, as only Kerry can, asked if this guy went to Columbine. He did and gave her a little hug. (Sidebar: that must be a stripper's worst nightmare...to run into someone they know while running around in a red, tasseled thong.) So we're all laughing and having a good time and there's another knock at the door. It's the guys' escort who drives them around and makes sure that they're ok. No one pays much attention to him as the boys are finishing up their show. But I look back at him briefly and think, "I know that guy." So I'm sitting there trying to figure out how I know him and it hits me - high school! By this time he's looking at me and asks if my name is Kendra. He's gets this grin on his face and I suddenly remember him - Hank Gonzales! The A-list knows this name well. Anyway, he gives me a hug and we both laugh. I'm drunk *gasp* and when asked how we know eachother I blurt out that we made out in high school to which he replies, "She was my first french kiss." I cracked up because I thought he was kidding...turns out, he wasn't. I'm not sure if it was that revelation or the many martini's I'd had but I could tell that my cheeks were red. Right about that time, the boys came out of the back room and they all got ready to leave. Hank gave me another hug and they left. It was fun to see him and he looks really good but I couldn't help but wonder - when the hell did Hank get chest hair? He was wearing a button down shirt and it was the only thing I could focus on while he was standing there...perhaps I'm still 16.
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SHUT UP!!! I will be calling you for more info on this one for sure. And define "escort"--as in driving the strippers around or ESCORT? :)
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