The Las Vegas Courtesan

No… I didn’t cry but the whole instance made me feel bad and kind of stunned in the end, but then again they were the ones who failed at clarifying any boundaries.

The call was at the Wynn hotel and was for a married couple from Dallas, Texas. The girl was slightly attractive woman in her late 30’s who you could tell took good care of herself. You could tell they were well off by the amounts of jewelry she adorned on anything you can stick a diamond on, yet not overdoing it so that she looked gaudy. The husband was an unattractive gentleman in is mid 60’s, or older, I think. The way their personalities were different and such you wondered what exactly she married him for. I’ll give you two guesses 🙂

So I collected the agency’s fee and I immediately notice the girl was way more nervous and adverse to girls than I had seen before on couple calls. She said she would calm down and I proceeded to dance for them both. She eagerly took off all of her clothes and got her husband undressed like she really wanted to at least try and have fun. She didn’t want to touch me much but then again that’s not an uncommon reaction from girls.

In the next step of the process we talk about tips and I easily get the price I normally quote couples… she makes sure I understand she doesn’t just want them to have dances. I said, “Definitely! You didn’t call me to your room to get the same thing as a strip club, right?” and she shakes her head no. Since she was so nervous I took it easy on her and continued to just dance while he kissed her. At some point I remember asking if they had any rules or what they had in mind for the party and they just gave a shrug to my question. So I assume there are no issues so I continue on as she pushes me to pay attention only to her husband while she proceeds to get on top of his face to receive oral. The husband apparently has issues with getting hard so I pull a little trick a girl showed me recently to get a condom on a flaccid dick (so you don’t end up trying to tug on the guy and slide the condom on awkwardly) by sucking the end of the condom only to roll the sides down. I start giving him a hand-job trying to revive the poor guy’s penis, and I notice the girl staring at me from above almost breaking her neck trying to turn around. She whispers something to her husband and hops off of him.

“You can go ahead and stop”, the husband tells me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask and turn to the girl who is now in some sort of fetal position and looks like she is about to burst into tears. “What’s going on?”

“Well, my wife has a problem with someone else giving me a blow job.”

Uhmm… don’t you think this should have been mentioned before? Either way I wasn’t even remotely attempting a blowjob. Wow I am just shocked and apologize stupidly even though I know I did nothing wrong. By this time the girl is completely crying so the husband says I can go ahead and go but thanks for the good time. Good time? I’d hardly say that. In the end I somehow felt bad and had to shake myself from those feelings because in the end, I really did nothing I shouldn’t have done and the wife surely needs some help if she can’t speak up for herself when someone asks what are the do’s and don’ts. All I know is that I hope no one ever cries on my call again!

I got back into town on Thursday evening and called onto my services but got too tired before anyone actually called me. Friday I work and do quite well for my first real day back and was happy… the weekend can only get better right? Wrong.

I get a call to the Mandalay Bay from the service I work for that only deals with referrals from cab and limo drivers (their fee is a little higher) and meet up with two other girls I know quite well in the room. It’s a large bachelor party of about 10-11 guys and we pull aside the best man (who arranged the call) to a side room to collect the fee and figure out what kind of party they are looking for. One girl explains to him very clearly that this fee is not ours, we do not profit from it and only gets us there and a strip and tips determine the party… once this is collected there are no refunds (because then WE would have to pay for it!) He says it’s no problem he understands and gives the fee. We called to tell the company and proceeded to get naked for the fee. One girl started tips off a little high, I admit, but then we calmed him down to say we will start for whatever tips but we need to know what the budget is. They come back with the figure (from 10 guys) of 100-200 split between 3 girls for a full on party. Sorry but can’t do it. Two of the guys get ticked, don’t want to work things out, someone puts a chair in front of the door and watches to make sure we don’t leave with the company fee. The rest of the guys are pretty okay with what happened and said to let us leave and understand 50 bucks a girl wont cut it. We even offered to stay and dance for the bachelor privately for the small money they did have. We were calm, cool, and trying to work it out.

There’s always one asshole at every Bachelor party and this guy was a big one. He first of all interrupted any talking about working things out with “give us the fee back and you can go, if not I will first call security then Las Vegas Metro”. Wow is it really that necessary to go threaten us like that? Ten/eleven guys versus 3 girls… I think we are outnumbered. He picks up the phone and a few of the guys were just like “go”… so we did and walked down the hall. We get on the elevator and it goes down, unknown to us The Asshole had caught up to us and saw him as the doors closed. We all say split as we get off. The doors open and about 5 security guards were standing there. Holy shit.

I try and walk off around them as they snagged the other two girls as I exclaim I don’t know them. I get around the corner heading straight for the front door and a public sidewalk when a guard runs back up to me grabbing my arm exclaiming “You’re coming with me!”. I know my rights and know he just broke a few laws by forcefully grabbing me. I don’t remember what I exactly exclaimed but I did shout, “you can’t do that! You can’t touch me! I did nothing and leaving out of the door!” I put my hands up to show I wasn’t struggling and he fought back throwing my arms behind me and trying to squeeze me in handcuffs . What the hell? I said what did I do that I am being put in cuffs and he never replied. He pushed me along saying I am going to the back now for not complying. I said tell me what I have done to be taken to the back… silence. I said what am I under arrest for and he said I wasn’t under arrest. So why did I have cuffs on and being drug thru the WHOLE casino floor to the security office? How embarrassing.

So we get to the back… me in handcuffs and the other two girls have their mouths wide open that I am being led in cuffed up. We sit and wait and wait… over hearing comments of us being charged with felonies of grand larceny by Metro because the customers were pressing charges. Then we overheard one Mandalay Bay security supervisor calling us “trick rollers” and chuckling then being corrected by the police officer that we actually were not doing such a thing. We finally got to explain our side and said we don’t care about the fee and will give it back to the guys to avoid felony charges (of course). All three of us had been trespassed on an MGM property before so we all three got misdemeanor tickets for trespassing. Thankfully no one got taken to jail.

So… I am just livid about the whole security situation over there and how the walking penis of a guard handled things. I know that what happened was not done properly and totally will be making sure that asshole is reprimanded for his actions. Grrrr

I have a lot of customers who see me through agencies I work for who are confused and a lot of times want to argue about what and what I do not make out of initial fees. Lately the trend is for people to argue that I am lying about how much of the fee they paid do I actually keep. When I tell them honestly I make nothing out of it they cry bullshit and sometimes it ends up souring my mood when people want to argue right off the bat. I mean if a fee is a couple of hundred dollars and the girl actually got to keep a portion of it then it would be along the lines of $50 which barely fills up a tank of gas these days…

So my point to all of this is to share with people how things really break down here in Las Vegas with escort services compared to other cities. Things work differently everywhere you go when trying to find an escort whether in the U.S. or abroad and hopefully I can explain things that go on behind-the-scenes with agencies.

Each company works a little differently but all around they generally follow the same guidelines:

Company #1: One of the main companies I work for relies solely on the referral business from cab drivers, limo drivers, and VIP hosts. Since cabbies and the like can be tough to deal with this company has been forced to raise their fees up over the years that I have worked for them. Their fee is now $250-$300. Yea it’s nuts and it does sometimes cause problems when customers really don’t believe that I walk away with any of that amount. Believe me I don’t! This is how it breaks down:

$250 fee collected = Cabbie gets $200 of it + $50 goes to owner of the company
Girl is tipped lets say $400 = 20% to the phone girl who booked the call and depending on the tip the company gets what’s called a “bring up” of $25. The more the entertainer gets tipped… the more the “bring up” is. Each company has their own “bring up” levels.

In the end, this example of a call gets split up like this
Cabbie= $200
Owner= $75
Phone Girl= $80
Entertainer= $295

Company #2: This example applies to a number of other companies I work for. They advertise by handing out those cards on the strip, magazines in the racks on the road, mobile billboard trucks, and the internet.

The fees range from $100 a girl to $250 depending on the where the customer found the advertisement and can be lowered depending on the circumstances. This fee goes 100% back to the company. The entertainer works off of tips after the fee is collected and is up to the girl to negotiate that of course. Some of these types of companies charge 10% for the bring up and 20% goes to the phone girl.

For example if a girl made $500 tip and picked up a $150 fee it would break down like this:
Owner/Company= $200 ($150 fee + $50 from the 10% “bring up”)
Phone Girl = $100
Entertainer = $350

So why do I work for agencies? You can read that in my previous post about questions asked repeatedly… In the end I just can’t solely live off of my internet bookings. After all this is a town where people act on impulse not necessarily something they would plan as much as if they were back home.

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..