I’m thinking about doing the Beaver Dam,” says the adorable Nick Hawk. “Well, I’m thinking about the Keystone Thrust,” you counter. Both actual hiking trails in the Red Rock Canyon National Conservation will require your endurance. Nick, your Las Vegas Male Companion, is certainly game for the challenge given that he welcomes plenty of tough competitions and, moreover, scores very often! Both rock formations actually serve as a metaphor for Nick’s aesthetic. They are clearly gorgeous. They’re rugged. They’re colorful and appear to be painted. Further, their stature is tall and intimidating on the outside. But, their formation is deep, storied, and softer from the perspective of their inside. So, either path you choose, you know you’re on the right one with Nick.

“Hello beautiful. I will help you to find your center. Are you ready to explore your spirituality,” asked Ash Armand when he meets you at Tao for a quick munch of edamame and oolong tea. Together, you head north to Ganesha Center Sanctuary for the Spirit, where you hear a lecture by a Shaman and a Buddhist Monk. You find some space to meditate. You relax as you hear yourself breathing the same air as Ash. You feel connected to yourself, your spirit, and, admittedly, to Ash. Although the Center offers Reiki massage, you opt for Ash to massage you down in the Mirage’s Atrium, amidst the waterfalls and exotic blooms.

Your date, Las Vegas Male Companion, Adon Anthony, electrifies your birthday celebration at Mandalay Bay’s “Light.” You and your women friends reserve VIP bottle service. For whatever reason, you fantasize about seeing your friends lose their control over your guy’s hotness. So, Adon gives you all a private show by dancing in front of your booth and atop your table. Your friends become ostensibly aroused. Everyone at your table is kissing amongst themselves while Adon dances on your lap. He kisses you after you blow out your birthday candle at this cake party.

You’ve eschewed all things masculine as being gruff. The closest you’ll come to a billiard hall or a pool table is the Four Seasons Pool Bar. There, you skeptically open your wings to Las Vegas Male Companion, Bradley Lords. Immediately, Bradley demonstrates that chivalry thrives. Yet wrought with unshakable doubt, you stall the date, delaying dinner. Finally at ease, you go downstairs to Verandah arm-in-arm with Bradley. His worldliness and business acumen emerge as he courteously and gracefully apprises the hostess that, although you probably have sufficient time, you hope to attend a theater performance thereafter. From the start, Cirque du Soleil’s Luxor performer, Criss Angel, commands you to believe in magic. But Bradley opens your eyes to actual reality. He strips off your proverbial blindfold, waves his wand, and exposes you to the concept that true gentlemen do exist.

As a law student, you need to compose an essay about the United States Government’s interest in enforcing its own laws against corruption. Kaleo, with his wealth of experience in protecting US citizens from other societal malfeasance, is the perfect partner in crime to join your research escapade to the Mob Museum. You love a guy who’ll take it to the mattresses on your behalf! Kaleo makes you especially proud to be an American. He offers rare insight into the exhibits. Enriched and now under the gun to complete your school project, you grab, en route to the library, a quick espresso and churro with Kaleo three blocks away, at “Nacho Daddy.” You finish off and write.

All weekend long you’ve whisked through the Bellagio’s corridor en route to your room and bypassed the hotel’s Gallery of Fine Art. You’ve never taken a moment to peek at the current exhibition, which displays female artists as confident practitioners of their craft. Titled, “Painting Women…,” this collection tugs at your heartstrings because you’re a self-aware feminist. Alex, being so smart and open-minded is honored that you will finally companion him to share your meaningful experience taking in the works. He confesses he was hoping you, as a strong woman representing him, would pull him into the gallery. He becomes frankly moved to tears by your emotional reactions.

As a very wealthy philanthropist, you’re a board member of a non-for-profit organization whose work benefits a local charity. You generously donate three gifts to the organization for its black-tie Gala, which transpires at the Barrick Museum, for purpose of the “live auction.” Three women who bid the highest on your gifts will each win the chance to book a three-hour date (and the option to supplement a longer one) with a Las Vegas Male Companion! You’ve selected Nile, Dante, and Jax to attend the Gala as glowing exemplars of all the Las Vegas Cowboys. Each dapper, tuxedoed gentleman delivers a brief speech when the auctioneer announces his name. Their sparkling eyes and sculpted physiques cause guests to bid high. Nile, Dante, and Jax are honored when they spark a huge donation to a great cause. Your fellow board members regard you as a hero.

“Assume the position. Check. Protective equipment? Check. We’ll start with medium contact,” James guides. As a single woman residing in a crime-ridden metropolis, you want to toughen your skills and image. So you engage James to train you in a martial art blended with self-defense. You confess and query, “I’m scared. What should I do with this stick?” He replies, “You got it, you got it. First, we’ll free-spar and then we’ll glide into Bartitsu maneuvers.” Training in Floyd Lamb Park at Tule Springs and its unadulterated serenity, you click a photo of the scenery. You later hand it to an artist at Heritage Tattoo, where James accompanies you to get your first tattoo. James holds your hand through this virgin experience. Inked in Lamb Park’s foliage and replete with Bartitsu skills, you, at once, feel empowered and appear tough(er). You beg James to bring his combat boots to your next date so you can learn further how to walk in his shoes!