The Las Vegas Courtesan

The other night I went to the Rio Hotel and was told I was waiting for a second girl, who I’ve known for a while, who would join me on the call. After the phone girl from the agency was unable to reach the guy the first two times she called, the other girl (named Laura) and I went to sit in her car while they tried to get a hold of the client again. I mentioned to Laura that I hadn’t seen her in a while and wondered where she had been. She said, “I’ve been in Ohio… at a conference”. Since I am the only person I know who actually goes to conferences and conventions for my own educational well-being I was intrigued since someone else actually travels to do the same. I inquired as to what kind of conference since this job is the only thing I know she has. She answered back, “A… Bible conference”. I could tell she was slightly embarrassed to admit it but I said back to ease her that I used to be big into church and had visited a mid-west state for the same type of thing years ago. I must have put her quite at ease as she went on about how she thinks God has her here in this profession for a reason and He knows where her heart really is. She then said that God has a plan for her and that something will become of the things she has done as a prostitute.

“Don’t forget in the Bible Jesus saved a prostitute”, she carried on saying.

I mentioned to Laura that I had gone to an Easter service a few years ago and when I mentioned it to another girl we work with, named Stacy, she said that she could never go back to church until she quit doing this job. Stacy at the time said, “Don’t you feel like a hypocrite? You go there knowing that that evening you will go out committing those sins again.” In response to telling Laura what the other girl said was
that she knows it may seem like she is a hypocrite but also knows there is a bigger reason.

This conversation all happened so quickly in a minute or two that I was actually stunned and speechless when getting out of her car once we found out we could leave. She said, “Thanks for the talk!” when I stood up, “and don’t forget… no body knows your relationship with God but you”.

I walked away confused and perplexed that I just had a whirlwind of a conversation with a very religious… Prostitute.