The Las Vegas Courtesan

Here ya go… my rule #2 of etiquette when calling a girl in Las Vegas

#2:  When you are quoted a minimum on the phone, have it when the girl arrives.

It’s as easy as that! You’d think all of the shopping around and talking people do when trying to find a girl that they would have at least the amount quoted on the phone. Otherwise, why bother? When customers call me to inquire how it all works in Las Vegas I quote them a minimum price to get me there, naked, comfortable and start some dances. Since I am very careful about my choice of words this is all I am able to really solicit legally over the phone. I explain that any other entertainment and time is negotiated in person and in private (I have to make sure that I am not going to be soliciting a vice officer) but if for whatever reason things don’t work out when I first show up.. I leave at no charge to people.

My #1 pet peve is when people call me and say that my minimum is okay and understand what that all entails. Then when finally meeting up with said client, they don’t even have the minimum and want to try to re-negotiate that price. I make it clear and they agree and understand.. then don’t? No girl likes their time to be wasted and you never know when you’ll get a girl who has a short fuse. I don’t but not every girl is nice as sugar and spice.

This is a very important rule! Always be courteous and have the minimum if you schedule an appointment.

So the last entry where I posted an item of what you shouldn’t do with an escort I jokingly said #34. I guess this time I will actually count them in order!

Reason #2: Don’t have your kid in the same room when calling an escort.

Yes, as shocking as it may be, there are idiotic parents who have actually called for a hooker while their child sleeps in the next bed. This has happened to me at least three times in 4-5 years. In fact I think I have had LESS father/older virgin son duos than people who have young children in the room.

One time was a few years ago when a couple called at Excalibur. I went and when I walked in I noticed there was some sort of fort of pillows between the bed they sat on and the next one over. I realized that a little boy and girl between 3-7 yrs old were sleeping in their pajamas behind that fort. I gasped and said, “are those your children?” and they replied “yes” and started muttering some excuse of how they won’t wake. I said there is no way I am endangering myself or them by staying here. I felt like going off on the couple and giving them a piece of my mind to even THINK of doing such a thing but I shut my mouth and left.

There was one other time in between that call and the latest one but it doesn’t exactly come to mind. The latest call was a man who was staying way out on the north side in a La Quinta. When its a good 25 minute one way drive to a hotel from the Strip girls always like for it to be worth the drive and not a waste. I arrived only knowing the previous girl didn’t match the description he gave. The man answered the door and immediately shooshed me and asked if we can talk in the hall. I never talk in hallways just because … well it’s not private. So we stepped back inside where he informs me to keep it down since his 5 yr old daughter is sleeping on the couch in the pitch black room. Yet again I am just as shocked as I was in the previous incident … I said I absolutely will not stay. I would be thrown *under* a jail somewhere if a law enforcement official caught wind of what was going on. What ticked me off even more was the guy lied and said to the previous girl that the daughter was in the next room (like an adjoining suite) but in fact.. she was just on the couch in the same room.

I am sure plenty of other people will be shocked just as I was… parents are sometimes astonishing.

I posted a blog around June of last year on my wordpress blog about a girl that showed up on a call who seemed to have her family waiting for her at the end of the hall when we left. The day after getting back from Christmas vacation I had quite the experience that involved a family.
The call was at Treasure Island in the late afternoon. I knock, a younger guy opens the door, and as I walk in a see a very large older man sitting on the bed. He starts talking to me informing me that the entertainment is for his son and he has never done “it” before. What a considerate Dad! After verifying that he wasn’t a minor and collected the agency fee we started talking about tips. They are a well to do family from Mexico and had no problem with paying my average tip but had to get the cash from his wife. Ooookay… the kid goes and returns within 5 minutes with cash which is oddly quick. Before the Dad left he just says “do whatever you do for that amount” (which I like hearing more than some forceful order of what I have to do). I entertain the kid and I get dressed to go. The kid gets dressed and walks out with me to the elevators.
Here’s the weird part: Sitting on a bench in the elevator area is the Father and two women. One who looks like could be his wife and the other who looks old enough to be the kids grandmother! Both of them had the most lifeless emotion on their face and I just stood there waiting for an elevator to arrive… which seemed like forever. I couldn’t think of anything but “hi there… I just blew your son and/or grandson! Have a nice day!” Wow is all I have to say. If it was just the Dad and son I wouldn’t have been surprised…

Well I know its been a while and I really hate that I got behind on my blog. I just got through reading some of my comments and glad to see I was missed! hehe. Everything has been better and I usually go out of town in December for a bit of a break to go see family and such. Plus December just *blows* (no pun intended!) I have often bailed out of Vegas for the past few years after the Rodeo leaves town because it dies down so bad that you end up spending more on gas or just food a day than you are making. I’d rather spend that boring time with family and friends!This year right after Rodeo started there was this odd phenomenon of a fight weekend. Usually big boxing matches bring the creme de la creme of whatever nationality the fighters are. If its a Latin fighter it’s like the Mexican invasion. If it’s two people like Mayweather and Holyfield, it gets pretty ghetto and crazy around town. The fight the first weekend of December was Mayweather versus Hatton who is an English boy who is some sort of home town hero. I wondered if any males from the UK were even left over there that weekend because it seemed like they all hopped on a plane and went to Vegas. I was running around like a mad man for 3 days. The time change for them made my schedule wacky! It would be dead and a doornail around 9pm-4am and then it was non stop calls until 4pm the next day.Girls always talk about their best and worst nationality of customers (I’ve even rated it on my old blog). My opinion of the English? Totally hit or miss as far as making money. South English (Londoners and other cities in the south) generally spend some good cash because heck.. the American dollar is poor! They get more for their money! Northern English (Birmingham, Manchester… which it seems Hatton was from up north) are generally cheap and can be pretty aggressive. So it was like a huge swing that weekend. It was either good money or nothing. Sorry but I don’t have an hour all inclusive session for $200. I think Mexico is about that much these days. hehAnyway I must hustle the next few days. New Years Eve in Vegas is nuts and can’t really work until 5am when the Strip reopens. I will try and not drink in the mean time… ha ha!