The village idiot of Las Vegas and the girl next door.

Las Vegas is a town where things happen that are unfathomable anywhere else. Example: How many people can actually claim they have a professional escort/dancer/party girl living next door to them?

I moved into a new condo a few weeks ago and the first night there I notice a rather shapely figure out my front window. She was walking her dog (a pit bull) up the corridor that leads to my door. I then watch her make a right into the condo located next to mine. I shake my head in disbelief and think - "I can already see trouble in the horizon."

A day or so passes and I notice her from the window walking her dog again. This time I decide to act. I quickly throw on a pair of shoes and grab a bag of trash to throw out. I walk outside as she is walking back to her place - "Oh, hello, how are you today?" I say. The simple fact of the matter is the breed and quality of a number of women in Las Vegas is astonishing. She was no exception. "I just moved in next door so that makes us neighbors. My name is Rob."

After my introduction she gives me that - "Who is this clown look?" It was a bit awkward to be honest with you, but then she smiles and says, "My name is Cecilia and this is Ruby." I reach down and pet her dog and it licks my hand.

I will save a detailed description of her for another time. But I will tell you this with all sincerity, "When I was growing up in small town Kansas I never had a girl like this living next door - this could become very interesting."