The Las Vegas Courtesan

I have all of these entries and stories I want to write about but I am having a hard time sitting down and writing them! So I do apologize…

Well I made it through September (which is the second to slowest month of the year… December being the slowest) and October has picked up some but the usual $ isn’t there. Lets cross our fingers!

It’s been a long time since I had a bad call but last week was the first time in maybe a year something happened to me. I don’t want to focus on the negative, but I had 3 Chinese men push me and pull me and ended up grabbing my purse to take the fee back. Thankfully nothing was in my purse or the fee… I had stuffed it in my pants. Thanks to whomever random tourist who had heard me screaming in the hallway came up and scared the guys off of me. I thought it would have never ended. I don’t understand how foreigners think that they will get sex for $100 when I clearly explained things to them. A hundred dollars won’t even get 2 people a decent meal in this town so why would I entertain for $100?

In other news, the infamous Mustang Ranch reopened a few months back. This was the first licensed brothel in Nevada in the early 1970’s but was shut down a number of times due to the owner’s feuds with the IRS. Tisk tisk. A real estate investor bought it and apparently turned it into a nice looking place that even I would like to go visit. You can check out more about the crazy history of the brothel here

Why I was interested in the reopening of the brothel was because I read a book a number of years ago by Alexa Albert that really intrigued me about the whole bordello life in Nevada and it was written while she stayed at the Mustang Ranch to observe. I didn’t live in Nevada at the time nor was I an escort then. It was a peek at a mysterious life and it was written well. I personally couldn’t see myself working in a whorehouse out in the middle of nowhere in the desert for weeks at a time. The house takes half plus you have to pay a little for your room and food. The other reason I could not see myself at a ranch is the girls end up having to do things that I don’t want to do. I don’t let clients perform oral sex on me nor kiss on the mouth and it seems like that is almost a requirement there.  My reasons aren’t because it’s “personal”. It’s for my health, safety and really… I don’t want it. Simple as that.

So between going on trips out of town and fighting off some sort of horrible bug going around town, I haven’t been up to much else but ignoring my blog! Now that it has gone so long without a post it’s hard to get back into the groove of things and check on it and read stuff daily. Got to work on getting back into the routine, for sure.

September has been a sluggish month, for sure, but I was kind of expecting it since last year this month was completely DEAD. So dead it frightened me. Everyone’s kids go back to school and so there isn’t so much off time for people to make their pilgrimages to Las Vegas to indulge in their sins … aka, me!

One thing that has happened worth noting and has been in the news recently is the ban that was lifted off of legal brothels advertising in counties where prostitution is illegal (Clark and Washoe). (Las Vegas brothels have been allowed to advertise their brothels located near Las Vegas, Nevada online all along.) I don’t understand why this went on for so long. I guess owners forgot about their First Amendment rights? For 28 years?  Someone finally challenged the ban that was placed in 1979 that prohibits these establishments from advertising in Las Vegas and surrounding area and in Reno. Glad to hear they won that but I still don’t see too much of a threat from these advertisements for the legal brothels. Las Vegas’ nearest brother is the Chicken Ranch or Sheri’s Ranch, which is about 60 miles away. That’s one heck of a cab ride or you can have them pick you up as long as you are spending a certain amount of money at the ranch. Even then, I couldn’t imagine traveling that distance horny only to show up and maybe not like the girls. I have seen clients who go out there only to come back to say they are pricey and the girls weren’t top notch to charge those prices. I might end up charging the same as the girls there (sometimes less), but who doesn’t like room service that comes with tits and ass?  It’s all about convenience.

Yes it is ,of course, bad to group people together based on their nationality, but I have to vent for a minute about my least favorite clientele: Russians. I have read other girls’ blogs or heard from working girls here who dislike Indians (from India… though I rarely have issues with them except for the fact that they are cheap a lot of times), French, Italian, Asian (I like the Asian guys! as I have mentioned before).. the list can go on and on.

Why do they win the award for least favorite? First of all, 99% of the time they are cheap and I mean cheap. I have worked in Las Vegas for 4 years and until this morning I had never been tipped more than my bare minimum tip, if I even get that far. About 75% they want sex for one hour for about $100 and that I should be thankful for that money. Secondly, they are violent. Some of my most violent calls have been Russians. Once a guy grabbed my purse and dragged me into the hall of Treasure Island, snached my mace quick as lightning before I could use it, ran down the hall dumping out my purse grabbing the agency fee back but thankfully dropping the extra $100 that was already in my purse. I was barricaded in one room after entertaining the guy when I explicitly said the tip he gave me was “no sex”. He was upset for misunderstanding and wouldn’t let me leave. Thankfully I had a driver that night who was twice as tall as the client and I walked out safely. Several other instances I have had to run out because they were yelling or threatening me. The experiences go on…

So at 7am this morning I get a call to the Bellagio and he is a Russian. I collect the fee with no problem and the guy actually agrees to a good tip. I even explain with hand and mouth motions of what he is getting and this does not include sex and he agrees. He originally said “I want no sex”. Splendid! We are all on the same page and I can’t believe it. I start and work my way to giving oral. After 15 min. he flips me over and pins me down and starts moving his dick towards me saying, “Oh just a little”. Just a little what? Sex? Theres no such thing as a little sex! I start yelling “no!” and trying to get away. He says, “oh come on” and inches towards my pelvis. I panicked and yelled no some more and hit his shoulders to make him snap out of it. He backs off a little and I managed to dodge under his arm towards my clothes and purse, snatch them up and run to the bathroom where I lock myself inside. I shakily throw my clothes on and get out of the door. Luckily he wasn’t waiting outside of the bathroom for me. I don’t know what I would have done if he was.

Anyway, I had to vent. I am sure there are good Russian clients out there, but so far I don’t believe they exist. This morning was scary and I hope it doesn’t happen again. There has only been one other time a customer tried to pin me and try to force me like that but that was almost 4 yrs ago when I was new to all of this and probably should have left the room. Whew

I am shocked sometimes at how immature grown adults can be when it comes to sexual acts! It’s sometimes hard not to laugh, too. I got an email from a lady coming into Las Vegas as a surprise gift to her husband for his birthday. She wanted to also surprise him by having their first three-some experience by contacting me to prearrange the appointment for 10:30 on a Friday night. I set that time aside but their flight was late, they had a prepaid package at Scores Las Vegas Strip Club (which was a waste) and pushed me back until about 1am. I was kind of peeved because this was after all, a Friday night. I finally convince them to go back to their room since she was complaining about Scores so much. After all… I am way more entertaining than a strip club!

I show up (he was shocked at his surprise from his wife), chat for a minute, make sure they pass my tests, and started off with an okay tip. I explain to them that couples tend to cost more because there are, after all, two people involved. They tipped me more to get the business out of the way and we start having fun… well I at least tried to make them have fun. By this time I had been there for 25 minutes. Both of them seemed to whine and bitch every so often because of their experience at Scores earlier and now they are spending more money. Sorry that me trying to give you a blow job and please your wife isn’t better than Scores. I watch them have sex and try to get their mood up, but it was no use. When I looked at the clock, an hour had gone by and I said that our time is up… which was actually almost an hour and a half of total time. The husband sighed and went off to the bathroom and slammed the door. I got dressed and asked her what he was doing. She said, “I don’t think he’s coming out until you leave”. Huh? Until I leave? I kind of shouted out to him “Are you coming out?” and there was no reply. Is this how a man that is almost 50 years old throws a temper tantrum? Unbelievable and hilarious! Some people are never happy, that’s for sure.