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The Purple Latex Glove

Saturday, November 3rd, 2007

I guess every girl has her own quirks about what type or how she goes about protecting herself from STDs. Some girls use the best and thickest condoms they make (like myself) and some only use ribbed or off brand. I’d rather not risk it just to save a few cents… but the most original protection I saw was a girl who came prepared with a purple latex glove!

It was an agency call for two girls and one guy at the Wynn Hotel. We went, checked in for the agency fee, talked tips and got tipped a pretty decent amount each. I always come prepared with lube and condom for whatever the sexual act may be but for hand she preferred using her purple glove. I was weirded out by it and after about 5 minutes of attempting a hand job, the guy was seriously uncomfortable also. I offered to change her odd medical approach with a regular condom and lube, but the awkwardness had killed the mood and wanted us to leave. Thankfully he didn’t get upset by a job unfinished but I knew I didn’t want to be stuck with that girl again on a call. This all happened a long time ago but really stuck in my head… I don’t think I have seen her since that one night.

Reason #34 of Things Not To Do With An Escort:

Tuesday, October 30th, 2007

Lay your badge, whatever kind of official badge it is or wherever it is from, under cash that you are paying a girl for sexual services. This gives us heart attacks! How dumb can you be to do that and have no intention or jurisdiction of arresting a girl?

I went to a call with a girl to an extended stay hotel on the very southern end of The Strip. The guys acted a little flaky when we asked what brought them to Vegas but once they passed my little test we felt a little more comfortable. I stayed in the bedroom while the other girl went to the living area with the second client. My customer and I came to an agreement for services and I got up to get my condoms and when I returned he had laid the funds out over his wallet on the bedside table. I pick the money up and I see a badge and an official id. My heart stopped and I almost waited for him to say something like, “you’re under arrest for solicitaion”. He said nothing and I yelped, “What is that?” and he says, “Oh I am sorry… I’m a fireman back in Florida”. I finally took a deep breath and asked why in the world he would do that. He claims he didn’t even think about it. Yea right… I just think he likes to scare the living daylights out of people.

So lesson learned, official government people not in Clark County Nevada, don’t ever do this! You might just kill your lady for the night.

The Las Vegas Courtesan – New and Improved!!

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007

This is my new blog… I have my own domain now so I can do what I want to with the site from design on down. I have some new things planned, including some personal nude photography, which I will share from time to time. I’d like to post a new picture once a day after I get everything configured and running smoothly, but we shall see. That’s a lot of commitment hehe

Anyways, welcome to the new home of The Las Vegas Courtesan!

The Naked Man at Circus Circus..

Thursday, October 11th, 2007

A funny story from a month or more ago I think back to and still chuckle about…

I get a call from an agency saying to go to Circus Circus the Manor buildings which are small older 3 story cheap rooms in the back. Basically, if really can’t afford the rooms in the main part of Circus Circus then you can go for the more budget option in the back of the property. I groaned at the location of the call but.. hey, you take what you can get.

These buildings have two entrances and are only accessible with an active room key so I call the phone girl to get him to come downstairs. A friend answers and says he is down there looking for me which makes no sense because he doesn’t know me. I look for him at both entrances and then I see a man wearing only a big t-shirt go back in the entrance furthest away from me. I fear the worst: this is probably the customer wandering around the building drunk and looking for his hooker. I take off towards that entrance and when I get there he is in the lobby area wearing this ratty t-shirt and NOTHING else. No boxers, briefs or shorts… just a large 50 year old wearing just a t-shirt and his small package poking out from under his gut and t-shirt. It took everything to hold in my laughter.

Once back in the room he takes off this shirt and walks around butt ass naked in front of his friend. The call itself went alright in the end but it was just too funny. Come to find out, him and his buddy were big Harley-Davidson bikers.. how macho!

 

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