The Las Vegas Courtesan

After everyone left town for the holiday plus the other holiday of 7/7/07 (I couldn’t believe the number of people trying to get married… and who are now suing because it wasn’t what they hoped it would be). Things fell a bit quiet the last few nights. I have worked and not quit to make an amount I am trying to aim to be at least my minimum (I wish it was higher than my minimum, of course) but thankfully I am getting that. Of course I am still hearing girls moaning and complaining about how slow slow slow it is, but I am still praising the poker players here for WSOP. Thanks guys! You save me at 7am when I think there is no one left in town looking for some fun!

Night before last I was at the Luxor Hotel going to a call for a guy who called off of my Eros ad. Of course I was extra careful since I don’t like the Clark County Detention Center and he quickly passed my safe customer check list. He tips me decently and I leave the room and stop off at the gift shop for a drink before I walk out the front doors to my car parked in the front. As I am walking by the hotel registration, I look up to the third floor (the hotel floors above are open to the space of the pyramid inside which is pretty awesome looking from the top) and I see about 12 girls lined up and the first half a millisecond I thought “why would a bachelorette party be lined up… ohhh damn”. About that time I look to see if their hands are behind their backs, then notice the security guard in the front and two guys behind the girls. A vice bust! I get a good look at the undercover officers the best I can from the ground floor and don’t recognize either one of them and make mental note of their faces/hair styles. This bust and tip I heard later on that night of a girl who recognized a vice officer at a Caesar’s bar, further proves what I have been suspicious of before. When it gets a little slower around town, vice takes the opportunity to round up girls. They know that some girls are desperate for money and do or say things they won’t normally do just because they need to make it work that bad. That’s what happened to me the last time I was busted… it was slow and I tried to do whatever I could to advertise and make cash since the services were dead. Now I know better and keep my ears perked.

Not too long after the event in the last blog entry I went to a call at the Tropicana Hotel by myself and the phone girl informed me it was a couple call. I do entertain couples but my general rule is that I don’t perform oral sex on girls… don’t get me wrong I love girls, I just don’t want to hassle with using dental dam (plus I am sure it doesn’t feel that great anyway). Luckily most couples aren’t interested in that anyway…

So, I show up and there are two guys, stoned out of their mind and they explain to me that it’s their friend’s bachelor party. I was confused, “I thought this was for a couple”, I said. They replied, “Oh it is, they are just in the next room”. The guy and girl come out, one a voluptuous girl and a skinny short guy who is more stoned/drunk than everyone else in the room. The collecting of the fee and discussing of the tips took forever but I was determined to leave with something since my night hadn’t been too great. In the end, the couple and I went to the second bedroom… giving him a hand job while they made out since they didn’t have much of a budget. The whole time the mood was kind of odd and dull but in the end he said it was “awesome”. As long as they are happy, then I am happy! I have to say though, I have never seen so much pubic hair in my life until then. ☺