The Las Vegas Courtesan

Been getting some great questions sent to me… I got quite a few in one email that I thought would be great to answer. Actually I’m going to have to split it up into two entries! Hope the answers interest some others as well! :

Dan Writes: “Do you keep a fairly standard schedule, or do you consider yourself ‘on call’ most of the time? Judging from your tweets your day doesn’t seem to start until late and it seems you may go until sunrise if there’s business. Have you ever even done a call in the middle of the day? You also don’t seem to take many days off, other than vacation.”

I consider myself on call quite a bit because realistically, you can never judge how a day or week is going to go. It could be an early day (calls between 3-9pm) or a late night (3am-8am). There are always lulls in the night so it’s not like you are working for 12 hours straight. The only times that I have had that happen are during huge fight weekends or some convention+event that had a consistent stream of early calls plus late night calls. I do middle of the day calls (which I love because less alcohol is involved!) and I do take days off besides vacation. Every one needs a break! It might seem that I don’t get afternoon or daytime calls because those people don’t seem to do as many funny or crazy things to share with people. They are more cut and dry calls with not much to report on.

“Do you pack outfits when you go to a gig? Keep some spares in the car? How does it work if a guy wants spike heels or a schoolgirl and you don’t have time to go home? And how do you find a balance between looking sexy for first impressions with a client and not screaming “working girl” when you walk into a lobby? Then again, it’s Vegas, maybe walking into the lobby of the Palazzo dressed as “Bo Peep” might help you fit in…”

I don’t typically keep too much in my car as far as outfits go. Sometimes I put some more plain clothes to keep in case I am out until it is daytime and I don’t want to look like a long lost girl who left the nightclub hours before. Some girls keep little bikini type of outfits with them on the weekends (more bachelor parties) but other than that any special outfit requests would need to give us an ample amount of time to go home and change. The only requests I have gotten really are for stockings, which is much easier to pick up on the way to a call than drive all the way home. I’m sure anyone would be able to make outfit requests so long as they made an appointment in advance and not trying to do something last minute. As far as how I like to dress, I think there is a delicate balance between looking good and sticking out as a working girl. I try to dress appropriately to the time of day and the day of week so clients don’t feel so uncomfortable and I fit in. Hard to go pick up a girl at noon wearing spiked heels and a cocktail dress!

In relation to a tweet I sent the other night about a call: “You went to the Travelodge tonight. Gotta be honest, that kinda creeps me out. Is there a direct correlation between the client and their hotel every time? Or can you get a good client at the Travelodge and a shitty one at the Four Seasons?”

Usually, there is no direct correlation between a hotel and a client’s budget. Often times the small, funky hotels surprise you since a lot of people go to them not to sleep in but to have side entertainment since someone else is staying in their regular five star hotel room. There have been times I have gone to suites that cost upwards of $10,000 a night (usually comped because they gamble so much) that don’t work out and then the next call could be a funky place downtown and the client has fun for a few hours. I always say the common phrase, ” You can never judge a book by its cover” because you can’t attribute age, attire, level of inebriation, race, hotel, or room size to the success of the call.

Thanks for the questions and I will continue them in my next post!

I wanted to update a little and add to the series I started months ago here and here since I run into good pointers to give while trying to book clients who call me.

Don’t ask pointed questions about prostitution or specific entertainment over the phone:
It makes me really come off as the bad person or that I am trying to turn clients off when I have to recite my little “I’m sorry but prostitution is illegal here in Las Vegas” speech and though I hate doing it, I have to say it to cover my own rear. I have had people hang up on me or just give me a short answer of, “well, I’ll call back later” which of course means never. If they don’t just give up on me then I explain that I would love to meet them and work out all of the entertainment and details in person, I don’t charge for me to come over (though gas money would help!) and prove that I am not a shady escort. Though jaecyn posted that he had an ugly run in during a call from an internet site, I know myself and others aren’t bad like this. I know I am a little more easy going than some girls and all, but I really hate it when people push me and try to get something out of me to spill the beans about what I really do and for how much. In the end I like working out any deal I can. Especially these days its just silly to not make anything you can.
So how do you handle situations where you want to learn more but can’t ask? It’s a tough question because there is no right answer. Simply, if you like the picture, like the girl on the phone and have the gut feeling that she is truly an independent or you don’t mind dealing with an agency, then give it a shot. If you don’t like her at the door or can’t work something out then the polite thing is to maybe give a little something for her time if you feel generous.
Anyway… hoped this all helped a little. Flat lands and driving make me bored bored (don’t worry I am no driving and typing!).

So I get my share of silly phone calls from clients but I also like hearing about the ones that girls get at the offices that I work at around town. One night a few weeks ago it was pretty dead around town and I called a phone girl to chit chat and see what was up. She told me the only guy who called was one asking a pretty unusual question.

She said she answered the phone and the gave the guy the whole sales pitch about how she answers the phones for the girls and its $150 or so for the girl to come out to the room. He responded with a heavy accent, “Oh nono… I need to talk to the girl now before she comes over.” She said that she can’t do that because the girls only go to the room, not talk on the phone. He insisted again, “No I need to talk to the girl… I must talk to her before.” She tries convincing him again but gives up and pulls a fast one by shouting out to an imaginary girl, putting the guy on hold and picks up the phone again but with a more teeny-bopper voice, “Hello? My friend said you wanted to talk to me?”

He replied in a low voice, “Do you have to shit?”
“Excuse me?”, she said.
“Do you have to poop? I want a girl to come to my room and shit for me”
She hung up.

I died laughing when she told me this story. Too funny.

So I have been horrible about posting again… I haven’t been in the mood to write lately and nothing was coming to me of any interest to write. I also got pretty busy the last few weeks so my computer time has been quite limited. I fear my feed reader. I also wanted to apologize to The English Courtesan for not responding to her tagging me. I have been lazy and uninspired… hopefully that will change and will respond back! My friend also had my camera for a bit so sorry about the lack of photos.

What else is going on in my life here in Vegas as an escort? Well I have seen an increasing trend of security asking me for my I.D. and then giving me the third degree for not having it. Sorry, but I know if I show it to the hotels who have asked, they will run it and see that I had been arrested at one of their sister properties. From there they can either just warn me, hold me until I get a ticket for trespassing from Metro, or go to jail. One security guy at the Mirage was acting so screwy I had to walk out of the front door, to the public sidewalk, and all the way around the block to get to my car in the garage. That really wasn’t a good night. Usually when this behavior goes on I think that there is a bust going on and they are taking advantage of clearing as many girls as they can from their casino. Another hint when a bust is taking place? The lack of security at the elevators when they normally check for keys… that night at the Mirage I had noticed this as well. I was happy to get my butt out of there..

So before I got sick and had company in from out of town, one of the last nights I worked (I guess the friday before last) I got a surprising call! Since Las Vegas is known for it’s tourism and I don’t get to depend on regulars, I am always surprised and happy when people call me back. So I got a call from one of the couples I mentioned tipping me well in this entry a few weeks ago. Since it was so soon after the original booking I distinctly remembered how much I got and what all was involved. Awesome… a decent call to look forward to! We planned to meet up the next night around 11pm after they went to dinner and a show.

I verified their room at the Venetian, made a point to tell my services that I had a booking and waited to hear from them when they got out at 11. The hour came and I called the cell phone and room phone. No answer. I call 20 min later and the man answered to say that the show STARTED around 11 and they would call me as soon as they got out. Damn… okay. So 12:30 rolls around and I call. No answer… but 10 min later I get a call back. Hooray! They said they are in a cab line on the way back to their hotel. I head that direction and get a call in 10 minutes saying they got to the Venetian but the wife is deciding to postpone now until the following night. Ugh. I had already mentioned when booking that this was the ONLY night I could do something since I had out of town guests the following night. He said, “well let me call you back in 10 while we talk about this”. Time goes by, nothing heard back and no answer from phones yet again.

I texted the man that I was upset that my friday night prime time was wasted on miscommunication of appointment time and an eventual cancellation. The next day I get a text back saying they were sorry and wanted to take me to dinner and a show. I, of course replied, thanks but I don’t have the time. Only enough time for a small private party since I had guests coming in and didn’t want to be rude to them. They insisted on dinner and a show still and I just said again, I really can’t. Tried calling? No answer or replies.

Ok so I took forever to tell that story but it really ticked me. This is when I wish I could take credit card deposits! heh. The first meeting went well and it just is a huge let down that the second meeting was as bad as it gets for a time waster.