A few weeks before the party a pretty girl in a belly dancer's costume came to his door. She had out a cloth bag. She told him to reach inside and take out one colored piece of sheer material. An invitation with the party details was attached to the it. She told him if he lost the material he would be very sorry; then, she left.

Jeff called his brotherAlex of the guest of honor, and asked him why he'd be very sorry if he lost the material, but Alex wouldn't tell him. He just laughed at him and told him to be patient.

Jeff arrived at the hotel penthouse and was escorted in by a woman in a belly dancer's outfit into one of the bedrooms. There was a rack of Arabian costumes for him to chose from. He selected the richest looking outfit and got changed. His escort led him to a large cushion at a low table, with tons of food and drinks on it. His personal belly dancer fed him as he reclined on the cushion. He had plenty of Fuji film in his camera so he could take plenty of blackmail pictures of Frank.

As each guest arrived, picked out a costume and was led to the table by their personal belly dancer. The men were fed grapes, pieces of steak, a carrot sticks, anything they wanted while they waited for Frank, the guest of honor to arrive..

When Frank entered, all of the girls got up, surrounded him and took him into another room. They whisked him away so fast, he was unable to speak. The look of panic and joy on their buddy's face was priceless.

Frank emerged, dressed like a king, and the girls led him to the head of the table. The girls returned to their places and an eighth girl emerged. Jeff said she was the most beautiful of all the girls; a goddess. She wore nothing but layers of veils. He noticed that one of the veils exactly matched the color of the material he received before the party. The girl with the seven veils catered to Frank's every whim. She rubbed his shoulders, fed him, just like the other seven. The guys were beside themselves!

After they ate, Arabian musicians came in and played while the seven belly dancers performed for the men. And then, the grand finale. Frank's girl got up and performed the Dance of the Seven Veils, except she didn't remove the veils herself. Each guy had to have his matching piece of material or that veil wouldn't come off. Boy was Jeff relieved he had not left his at home. He had the last veil, and the girl was virtually naked with all of them off!

The guys went wild! Frank got the most attention. The girl went to him dancing, tempting him, and teasing him. The other guys were jealous, but not too badly because they all have girlfriends or wives.

Jeff said that all of the girls, the musicians, the food, everything was excellent and everyone behaved themselves. He said that Frank's future wife would be proud of Frank because he resisted temptation even when the nearly naked girl offered to give him a real massage. It would have been strictly professional, but said he would enjoy it more if his fiancée did it, so the girl gave him oils and candles to take home with him.

Note: Authentic bellydancers are not likely to strip and do a "dance of the seven veils". Please contact strippers for this type of service.

The Bachelor Party with no regrets...

If you're looking for a bachelor party where the guys come together to celebrate with the groom, have a great time, enjoy good food and the groom actually ends up with something besides a hangover, then a TOOLBASH is what you are looking for!

The concept of a TOOLBASH was born out of the idea that there should be an alternative to the 'traditional' bachelor party where anyone important to the groom could attend - members of his (and the bride's) family - dad, dad-in-law, grandpa, uncles, little brother&elipse;or even coaches, teachers, etc. Some kind of event that was still 'guys-only' but didn't have to start with strippers and end in hangovers! The creators of the TOOLBASH kit thought it would be really cool if they could package a 'party in a box' that would make it easy for the party giver to host a great party and the groom would come away with something he could actually use in his new life. We at TOOLBASH hear so many stories about bachelor parties gone bad and the groom is left with only regrets. The TOOLBASH promise&elipse;'no regrets after this one'.

At a typical TOOLBASH you'll find guys eating (of course) and engaging in some sort of friendly competition - darts, hoops, golf, pool, softball, etc. Then after a great evening of food and fun, the guys gather around the groom to watch him open his tool gifts.

What makes this party so easy is that the party giver has everything he needs to plan a blast of a party including great offers for the invitees. The INFO booklet that is part of the TOOLBASH kit, walks the party giver through the steps to invite guys, how the throw a great party (lots of ideas for food, venues, friendly competition, etc.) and then how to get the guys to bring tools as gifts to 'fill his toolbox'. In the kit there are even discount coupons from national 'tool stores' so when the guys go to buy tools, they can save money on the gift plus get a discount for their own tools, if they want.

The creators of TOOLBASH know that guys aren't into a lot of 'prep work' for a party. Guys have no desire to spend all the time and go through all the work the ladies do for a bridal shower. That's why the TOOLBASH kit is the perfect answer. It's got EVERYTHING in it the host will need to throw a great party&elipse;with very little effort: 25 TOOLBASH themed invitations and RSVP cards are included, plus specially printed TOOLBASH envelopes, address labels, discount coupons for tools, and 2 banners for simple decorating. Plus, the INFO booklet makes throwing a great party so easy.

A TOOLBASH party can be given by a friend, father, father-in-law, brother, cousin or any guy who is close to the groom. The TOOLBASH can also be a great opportunity for guys to let the groom know they are there for him in case he runs into trouble or needs some help during his married life.

If you want to throw a great party with no regrets where the groom gets some gifts he can really use, then a TOOLBASH is for you.

For my brother-in-law Steve's bachelor party, we took him on a road trip he won't soon forget. A group of guys and I told him to plan on a 2 day party, starting Saturday morning and ending Sunday night, but we didn't give him any details. When we showed up at his door with a rented mini-bus, he knew he was in for a ride.

There were ten of us on board with me as designated driver. When Steve sat down he was handed a drink and the guys cheered him on while he downed his first of many cocktails. Never mind that it was 10 in the morning. We had a lot of partying to do. Steve wanted to know where we were heading and I yelled back, to the desert. We had reservations at a swanky hotel and spa but the real reason we were headed out of town was for the Indian casinos we could gamble in.

We wanted Steve to have an enjoyable ride, so we also supplied him with a few dirty magazines for reading, a lovely female blow up doll for sitting next to, and a book of x-rated crossword puzzles to keep his mind stimulated. We included a pen that had a woman on it whose clothes fell down when you flipped it.

The drive was about 3 hours. Along the way, we kept Steve well hydrated and stopped at a restaurant for breakfast. We wanted to be sure Steve was well fed too, in order to absorb all the beverages. As we were leaving the restaurant and loading into the bus, a very attractive woman climbed on board. I closed the vehicle doors and we started on our way. Our first surprise for Steve was put into motion — the woman sauntered down the bus aisle, bent over, leaving little guess of her cup size, whispered hello into Steve's ear and then backed up slightly and began a slow and meticulous striptease. I turned the volume up on the radio, playing a CD that had been previously arranged, and all the guys whooped and hollered as the show progressed. I kept my eyes on the road but glanced into the rearview mirror quite often. The stripper was classy and did a very seductive dance without ever touching Steve. Her close proximity was enough to get him hot and bothered (heck, I was way up in front and I felt the heat).

I pulled off the freeway and dropped the young lady off at a gas station (she had prearranged to be picked up there), where an equally tantalizing woman greeted her. The things that went through the guys minds at that moment I can't repeat, and we definitely needed a drink (except me of course).

We arrived at our hotel about an hour later and checked into a suite. By this time Steve was a little toasted, as was a couple of the other guys, so we decided to head to the pool for a little rest and relaxation. We ate lunch (guys are always hungry) and took a swim, then headed back to the room. I could hear the chink chink of gambling chips calling my name. And Steve, the card shark that he is, was looking forward to playing poker.

We couldn't let Steve go out without drawing some attention to himself, so we gave him a couple more gifts: a t-shirt to wear that said "Kiss me, I'm getting Married," and a plastic ball and chain for around his ankle. Starting with when we arrived at the casino and walked through the lobby, Steve received accolades, teases, and stares from just about everybody, so our plan worked. We stayed at the casino until close to twelve and then called it a night. Lady luck was with all of us, meaning no one lost any money.

Sunday morning we hit the road at about eleven o'clock. With his blow up companion, Steve made himself comfortable, the guys found a seat, and I resumed driving duties. First stop was a strip club about an hour's drive out. What better place to have lunch? Being that it was the afternoon, the place was relatively empty and we sat down front and center of the stage. A young woman with a very short skirt, high heels, tassels, and nothing else on, took our order. Just as the show started, I took out a wad of dollar bills and gave it to Steve so he could tip the dancers. We stayed a couple of hours and then returned to the bus.

I drove for another hour or so before stopping again, this time at a movie theater. We timed it perfectly and saw the latest action movie. When it was over we went across the street to a steak house for dinner and gave Steve a few more drinks.

I had Steve home at ten o'clock and his fiancé was waiting for him. She laughed when she saw the blow up doll and said she couldn't wait to hear about the weekend. Steve thanked all us guys for a great bachelor party and said it was the best road trip he'd ever been on.