Title: Stage Fright
Release date: January 22, 2013
Author: Pender Mackie
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
When Jennifer offered to host me on her blog I accepted eagerly. After all a guest spot on a well-designed and popular blog is a great way to let readers know about a new release. As I cast around for a blog topic I decided to do something a little different.
Since my new release, Stage Fright is set in Las Vegas; I decided to share some of the fun facts I learned while writing Stage Fright. Some I discovered in person while visiting Vegas and some I found in travel guides, travel videos and Vegas tourism websites research. Some of these tidbits made their way into the story.
The Strip is almost four miles long—and technically not in Las Vegas. City limits start closer to the Stratosphere than the airport. In fact, the famous Strip is actually on land owned by Clark County.
Prostitution is legal in the state of Nevada, but not in Las Vegas or Clark County. Those “business cards” handed out on the Strip are for exotic dancers who will show up and perform in your hotel room. Pahrump is the closest town with legal brothels. (Only forty-five minutes away.)
Las Vegas is in the Mojave Desert so where does the Bellagio get the twenty-seven million gallons of water needed for its ten-acre man-made lake and those fabulous fountains? It’s “grey water” reclaimed, filtered and chlorinated from the showers, bathtubs and sinks (though not the toilets) of the hotel. The Bellagio has over three thousand rooms. That’s a lot of bathtubs and sinks.
The WELCOME TO FABULOUS LAS VEGAS sign was erected in 1959. It’s located at the south end of the Strip across from the now closed Klondike Hotel. You can buy light bulbs from the sign as a souvenir. A portion of the proceeds are donated to charity. There’s even a live webcam to view the sign online.
The Stratosphere Tower is the tallest building west of the Mississippi. The top of the tower has a revolving restaurant, two observation decks and various thrill rides. The Insanity ride, at nine hundred feet, dangles thrill seekers over tower’s edge and spins them at forty miles per hour.
If you can’t afford a trip to Europe maybe Las Vegas is the next best thing. You can see a replica of the Eiffel tower, a full-size marble copy of Michelangelo’s David, a half-size Statue of Liberty, and a version of Venice’s Grand Canal, complete with gondola rides. There’s also a smaller Statue of Liberty made entirely of jellybeans located inside the New York, New York Hotel. I once saw someone lick it while having their photo taken. Yuck!
Las Vegas is known for its variety and sheer number of shows. At present there are seven different Cirque du Soleil shows, including a show featuring Criss Angel and a Beatles tribute. There are numerous comedy, hypnosis and magic shows as well headliner and big production-style shows. Looking at the list of current shows my curiosity’s piqued by Evil Dead, the Musical.
And speaking of shows, Las Vegas is home to my fictional all-male revue, the Erogenous Zone where my sexy dancer, Jesse struts his stuff.
Stage Fright Blurb:
After six months dancing in a Las Vegas all-male revue, Jesse Snowe is used to being groped by enthusiastic females, but he's more interested in Val, the sexy new bartender. Jesse's tired of the closet, but when he thinks of coming out he gets stage fright. The thought of telling his fellow dancers he's gay makes his palms sweat and his heart race and not in a good way. Dating Val under the watchful eyes of the dance captain could reveal Jesse's secret and might be more of a gamble than Jesse's willing to take.
For Val Tremain the glamor of Vegas is wearing thin. He's even less enamored with his new job, but knowing he'll see Jesse's beautiful body makes it easier to go to work. When Jesse hints he's interested Val can't believe his luck. But Jesse's latest dance routine encourages a little too much audience participation and Val struggles with jealousy.
Jesse knows his job's hard on their relationship and being closeted doesn't help. Strangers slap his butt every night, yet he's afraid to touch his lover in public. If he wants this relationship to work Jesse may have to reveal more than just his body.
Jesse watched Chaz, their dance captain, work his magic. Chaz was an old hand at stripping and made it look so easy. He had a woman from a bachelorette party up onstage. She reached around and gripped his ass hard, her fingers digging into tanned flesh. Chaz pulled her to her feet. Jesse could see his muscular ass bunch and flex as Chaz mimed grinding against her.
Jesse looked over at the bar and sighed. The new bartender was wiping the counter. He wasn’t even watching the show. Maybe the new guy wasn’t gay after all. The guy behind the bar seemed more interested in dirt than dancers.
Jesse scrambled into his next costume, then nodded to Eric, their MC, from the side of the stage. “And now, ladies. Here’s the newest member of our revue and the baby of the group, Firefighter Jesse.”
Jesse bounced onstage to shouts and catcalls. He did a couple of backflips, then slapped on his helmet. His routine went off without a hitch, but as usual he needed to mentally gear himself up for the finale. He grabbed the crotch of his tear-away turnouts and yanked them off, leaving him in nothing but his T-bar. After six months of working as a dancer, he still felt kind of stupid wearing the minuscule thong, but he was grateful for the no-nudity policy. It helped him maintain the illusion that he still had some dignity. He spied a table that didn’t have too many drinks on it and jumped into the crowd.
The audience loved it. Jesse danced the length of the table, shaking his ass for the screaming women—and saw the bartender watching. He faltered, then recovered, leaping lightly off the table, squeezing through the press of bodies. He smiled and high-fived outstretched palms on his way as other hands reached for his chest, his butt, even trying for his package. His ass was slapped at least three times before he managed to return to the stage.
“Let’s hear it for Jesse. Who wants Jesse to put out their fire?” Eric asked the enthusiastic audience.
Backstage Mike threw Jesse a towel. “Holy shit, they’re wild tonight. I wasn’t sure you were going to make it back in one piece.”
Jesse wiped the sweat from his face and chest. “Me neither.” He shook his head, smiling. “Gives a whole new meaning to audience participation.”
Author website & blog: http://www.pendermackie.com
I'd like to thank Pender for joining us. It's been such a pleasure to have you here with us today. Those were some interesting fun facts and Stage Fright sounds like a terrific read.
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