The Las Vegas Courtesan

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..