Got guts? Got smarts? Got enough of what it takes to do what you want and not get caught? That’s what it takes for us married men to go to the parties at the Playboy Mansion. Yeah, those sexy, bad-assed, dirty parties where the women are busty, sexy, and just naked enough--sometimes more than enough. I really get off at the parties at the Playboy Mansion.
Can’t wait for the one in June—Kandyland. I don’t care for all the candy decorations—I just care about the candy on the Playboy women. In particular the Body Painted Models are the ones for me. They have the hottest bodies, the shaved, bare crotch, and they are totally naked, ‘cept for the paint in the places that count. Shit, I get hot just thinking about them.
The Kandyland Tickets are already on sale even though the party is not until June 23th. I heard the tickets are selling good though. Only 600 people are allowed to attend. I’m gonna be there, no matter what. I’ll pull something over on my wife. Tell her I’m on a biz trip, or having a night out for the guys. Whatever, I know I just have to be there. Bye-bye, wife. Hello, Playmate!
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