The Las Vegas Courtesan

Quite the weekend I [hope] this will be. Every December the rodeo rolls into town with their big dually trucks and trailers to set up shop and try to grab their bit of the prize money offered. It’s amazing how many people participate in the rodeo for it to go on (especially the livestock yard that is created in a baseball field of the University of Nevada, Las Vegas). I enjoy some of the cowboys that come into town for customers, but I do know you have to have extreme patience since there is nothing like this in Casper, Wyoming. So like I mentioned before… the rodeo is here until the 13th or so.

Saturday night is the De la Hoya fight against Pacquiao. . I am not interested in fights, but I am interested only when they are two popular and undefeated boxers like these two. Already I’ve gone on two or three calls of fans who are in town a little bit early. Hooray! Maybe they will want to have more fun than the cowboys.

Sunday is the ever-growing Las Vegas Marathon. I can promise you one thing, they don’t cause a spike in my line of business when they are preparing to run. I think one time out of 3 years the marathon has been around that I have had a customer in the race want some sort of private entertainment. The only annoying thing to me is how they close down the Strip for the morning. That makes it extremely difficult for an escort to get to hotel rooms in a timely manner. I remember the first year I was trying to get to the Mirage and got stuck on the wrong side of the race. It was a nightmare and took an hour to get to the hotel only for it to not work out. Bummer

So I hope this weekend turns out good because it’s boring. Unfortunately I don’t have any new good stories to tell… hopefully this weekend will change that.

I am looking forward to this weekend (I think) when the UK guys hop the pond to come to Vegas to see Ricky Hatton fight at the MGM Grand. I have no idea who he is fighting, nor do I care, but all I know is he sure does draw a crowd from his fans in northern England. Though I stayed really busy during his last fight against Mayweather, I learned a lesson on what part of England spends the most money on girls. Seems to be the southern gents of the island and not the northern guys that have the deep pockets. The northern clients are of a more hit or miss situation thrown in with a little spunky attitude. Ah well I can take them all! I’d rather it be busy and be mediocre than just plain old boringly slow any day.

My other random thought for the day: Why are there so many vanity license plates that are in reference to pimping. That has to be one of the more idiotic things I have seen people in the business do. That’s like a stoner putting on his plates, “Reefer” or “TokinUp” or a druggie putting “SnrtCok” on his car. Just not a bright move I would think. So the latest plate (which was out of state) that I saw was “Pipn8EZ” driving around Las Vegas. So, if you are followed, investigated, and charged with pimping across state lines then it turns into a federal matter. That guy must be *brilliant*! If the men are that dumb, the girls who follow them around like lost puppies must be even more intellectual. Sheesh.

Speaking of pimping, I am still meaning to do my own mini-questionnaire for the girls who I know who have pimps. I’m slightly nervous because I don’t want others (or their pimps) to know that I am asking questions but I am just curious: WHY have a pimp?? Agencies do all of the work, so what is that guy good for? So here are the two questions I have which are short and simple:

1) Why do you have a pimp
2) How did you end up having one.

Any other suggestions for my little questionnaire? I would love input!

I got a call a little bit early after I ate dinner to go to the MGM Grand for a two-girl call to see some Irish guys. Ended up being only one guy getting entertainment so the other girl left since I had gotten there first and seemed to like me better. I was there for an escort agency so I got the fee out of the way and started talking about the tips and what all we could do for the small amount of money he had. Unfortunately we had to stick to lap dances and a hand job.

I started dancing for the guy and he tells me that tomorrow he’s getting married in New York.
I asked him, “As in New York, NY the hotel across the street?”

He replied back with, “No as in New York City as in up north in America… at 2pm. Last night my buddies took me to the Spearmint Rhino and got me tons of dances and tonight is my last night so I wanted something in my room!”

Wow what a traveler and quite a hangover he will be experiencing tomorrow! I pull off his boxers, put on a condom with the lube inside (always makes things work better and feel better for the customers too) and start the fun. After trying for a while he tells me he’s giving up and things aren’t feeling as good since he’s been drinking all night and day. He also mentioned that he is still really sore from those dances he got at the club last night. He starts pulling off the condom with the rag I got for him and he starts making shrieking sounds.
“Oh dear god I’ve done it!” as he holds the cloth to his groin.

I said, “What could it be… I use a safe clean water based lube and you’re not allergic to latex right?”
“No”, he replied, “it’s the bloody dances from last night and my dick was rubbin’ against my belt!” and points to the large eagle shaped belt buckle he was wearing now on the floor.

Ouch… I told him to let me see and he pulled away the cloth to show that indeed there was a really red splotch on the end and up the shaft that was rubbed completely raw. I am sure my performance didn’t help anything at all. I can’t imagine feeling this same raw feeling on my privates on a girl. I am sure his honeymoon will be a sore one!

I always like hearing crazy or silly stories from girls. I went on a number of calls at the MGM Grand back to back with a nice girls I have known for a while from an escort service we both work for. We brought up how we don’t like being in the MGM Grand or the Bellagio due to the strict security sometimes. Not long ago I went cautiously to the Bellagio (only sketchy for me since I was busted by vice there) and she had been in the casino the same evening but had gone “missing” to the phone girls at the escort service we work for. No answer on her cell and the customer was confused as to where she went which spells trouble probably with security when girls go missing like that.

She had been picked up by security around 7pm when she went down to gamble with the client who had paid her already upstairs for her company. Weird it happened to her so early in the evening. She went on to say they approached her at the table and they asked for i.d. and since she had been trespassed before she claimed that she didn’t have it. After being taken into the back and they grilled her about knowing who she was, they said they were calling Metro Police to take her to jail for trespassing. She said she broke down crying since she had plans to take her son to NASCAR the next day and went on and on about how important that day was to her. I guess the head of security finally had half a heart so when Metro did arrive, he told the officer to give her a ticket instead of hauling her off to jail. Still an asshole to me..

The funny part of the story is how she went on about how many times she was trespassed at the Bellagio before the current security staff she encountered. She said she would go “freelancing” in the casino every night there and the security would catch her, make her come to the security office and sign a piece of paper saying she wouldn’t come back but then as she left would shout to her, “See you tomorrow night!” She said it went on constantly and was just a joke, and one time went to the office and saw 10 other girls being held for Metro… all obviously prostitutes who were black. She said when she signed the normal piece of paper the other girls flipped out since she was being let go. The head of security replied, “Now now it’s not that… I just wouldn’t want you girls to go back out to my casino!”  She also mentioned certain employees requesting girl’s panties or to show them to the staff to get let go with no problems. I had also heard of guards at the Wynn being paid off by girls who didn’t want to get into trouble when the casino first opened.

Quite interesting the stuff I hear, though I don’t believe all of it sometimes… it’s still interesting to hear the craziness that people tell me about happening in Las Vegas casinos.