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sandwiching dance floor is located next to a bar, which offers soda and mixers, but
you have to bring your own alcohol.
Outside is a pool that, if you're not careful, could probably impregnate you.
Couples let loose and get their sex on here and in the hot tub. Chairs line the
perimeter, and are generally filled by a few singles, their attention focused on any
nude activity and, to put it mildly, bobbing heads. Inside, off the main room,
there's a group room that sees its share of action.
Much of the action happens behind closed doors and in the upstairs area,
which is for couples only. I was admittedly surprised to find that as an outsider
and non-participant in the lifestyle, I felt completely comfortable here, and the
ogling was certainly no more lecherous than a normal Saturday night out.
The Rooster is located out of the way in a typical stucco-filled neighborhood.
Patrons make their cash donation at the office, which advertises itself as a mini
storage facility, and receive directions to the residence. To get there, from Las
Vegas Boulevard, head east on Tropicana Avenue for 7
1
⁄
4
miles, and turn right on
Steptoe St. The office is on the left.
For more of an amateur/curiosity-seeking adventure,
The Green Door
5
(in
Commercial Center, 953 E. Sahara Ave.;
%
702/732
-
4656; www.greendoorlas
vegas.com; prices range from
$
5 per single female to
$
65 per male or
$
55 per cou-
ple; Mon-Fri 1pm-5am, Sat-Sun 1pm-7am)
is an introduction to swinging.
Known as Las Vegas' premiere “social” club, the sign outside The Green Door
seem fairly innocuous—it just says “The Green Door.” But step inside and note
the raunchy variation on Starbucks (just switch one of those consonants out for
an “f ”)—you're clearly not in Kansas anymore.
Inside are dim dens with smaller rooms branching off. A veritable maze of
vinyl beds, cubbies with computers and porn, showers, and stripper poles, it's
divided into areas that are couples-only, and others that are open to everyone.
Room themes, such as “The Dungeon,” “The Golden Shower,” “The Shadow
Room,” and “The Doctor's Office” vary throughout, surrounded with plastic
glowing beads and bad erotic art. Oh, and countless boxes of tissue and bottles of
cleaning fluid. Ew.
Expect to see some action here, whether it's self-serving or couples or groups.
When I was last touring the couples' room, poking at a hanging swing, I heard
movement just outside, next to what I thought was a mirror. Turns out it was a
window, and in the 2 minutes or less that I was in the room, a man unzipped and
went at it. Right there. For all (well, me, before I covered my eyes) to see.
This is the real deal—visitors certainly aren't paying those entry fees for the
juice bar (if you want to drink alcohol you have to bring it yourself and the bar-
tender will store and serve it). Whether this is your thing or not, you can count
on an experience you won't forget. Or one you may not want to remember.
