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There were a lot of lovely girls wearing small bunny ears at the VIP section of Casino Helsinki on Friday night.
“How do you know, who are the real playboy girls?” my assistant asked.
The question was valid but then a group of ladies in black corsets and bunny ears, big bosoms and bunny tails passed us; hips swinging.
“They are the real deal!” we exclaimed.
The ladies stood out from the guest list of actors, singers and yellow press favourites. The playmates were the main attractions of tonight here, in this private room, and there were countless of people who wanted to see them at the public Playboy Party downstairs, where DJ’s were playing bouncing beats and the Finnish rap artist, Mikael Gabriel, was headlining. Yeah, Gabriel’s idea was to turn the casino into Playboy Mansion – a rear treat in the city of Helsinki.
“Could we take some pictures?” I asked from the ladies.
“Sure. We just need to fix our dresses,” and so they disappeared backstage to adjust their tails and ears.
Meanwhile, we observed two exotic dancers wiggling and waggling and shaking what their mama gave them, on stage to the thumping beat of the DJ.
We had time to enjoy various complimentary hor d’oeuvres of salmon, meat and roe and we swilled them down with a few drinks.
The ladies walked from behind the curtain, looking fresh, ears and bosoms erect.
They lined up for the photos. Mikael Gabriel decided to pose in the middle. They all posed like seasoned professionals they are. I took some close-ups of the ladies. They sent kisses to the camera. They put their forefingers against their juicy lips. Shhhh. Don’t tell daddy.
My colleague Franka volunteered to interview one of the playmates. She had many questions . . . How do you become a Playboy model in the first place?
Here’s what she learned from Laura Kaiser, a brunette, 23, Playmate Miss February 2015.
We are from Germany. I work as a nurse, and my friend, for example, is a flight attendant. We all have regular jobs and this is just our side occupation.
We went through the usual process and became Playmates by attending a photo shoot. The magazine liked our pictures and soon we were featured in German playboy issues. Now we are traveling all around Europe, hosting Playboy parties.
And here we are tonight.
For your delight.