This story is true. A friend of my family did not start out to be a provider of a service to a major player in the world of SMUT. This family friend does not work in front of the camera or behind the camera (and is really disgusted with porn), but is associated with the entertaining and transportation of the rich and famous. This story is not about Hugh Hefner, but is about a person who is in the same type of work as Hugh. I feel it's best not to "name drop" at this time, so I'm going to refer to this "Prince of Smut" as Al.


Al received a birthday gift from Wynn Las Vegas Casino. It was a beautiful attaché case filled with $10,000 of Wynn Casino chips and a birthday card that invited Al to "Come play with us!" The card promised a free 3-day stay in a Wynn's $10,000 a night luxury suite.


Al accepted Wynn's gift. The first day of gambling, Al worked the $10,000 in a private poker room and was able to amass $3 million in winnings! The PARTYING was on! Everybody got a handful of chips to play and life was great.......

Al tried his luck on day two............ Al parlayed all his winnings from the day before into a loss within minutes and kept digging himself deeper into a hole. When Al was $3 million down, Wynn's cut him off. Al was pissed and felt he was set-up to fail...... Al went to his room and tore it up! Now Wynn's pissed at Al............

Al told Wynns he wasn't going to pay back the $3 million. With closed door sessions, Al has agreed to gamble $10,000 a month at Wynn Las Vegas for the rest of his life using his own money.

All Wingfoot can say, "Happy Birthday Al!"

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