The Las Vegas Courtesan

Lately I have been out of town.. and going out of town yet again tomorrow so my posts have been slim lately. Luckily on the way to my first stop on vacation a customer of mine lives in the area. I successfully reached him and made an appointment for tomorrow which will thankfully pay for my whole trip! Awesome.

Yesterday and the day before I had an interesting call from a service I work for. The phone girl called me to tell me how a guy who has been using the company for years is in town and wants a tall girl…so she thought of me! The only catch to this was he is super paranoid and wants the girl to book a separate room from his own (since he IS escaping his wife in the other hotel room). He doesn’t want to book it though and wants it in the girls name. He meets the girl somewhere in a hotel (Monte Carlo this time for me), gives them enough money to cover a room, then calls the phone girl 20-30 min later to get the room number I give to her once I deal with the front desk. Kinda odd since there is no way of getting a hold of him (wont give out a cell phone number of course) but thankfully he kept to his promise and arrived at the room I booked right on time like she said.

This brings me to one of my biggest pet peeves of guys who have previously seen a girl from the same company. The phone girl knows how much the guy tipped the previous girl (since her pay depends on the girl’s tips) and I personally have KNOWN the previous girl for a while and know what they will and will not do and for how much… yet the client STILL argues and tries to low ball me or just deny the whole transaction took place. I hate it, don’t treat me like a freaking idiot… I know a girl won’t give up a cent more than she has to just because she feels like it. Anyway this guy tried low balling me saying he wanted to finish more than once with full service both times and just wasn’t giving me enough money for the time I would have to spend. Then he argued about how much he would spend, etc etc… I hate putting myself in a position that I could come off an ungrateful person and ruin the whole call. Thankfully he realized that I was serious and said he would quit debating things… and booked the next night as well.

I’ll try to keep up on my trip with my blog… I can’t promise too much though hehe. Lots of fun will be going on.

A friend of mine recently found this article about how prostitution and the escort economy is going. I was pretty shocked that such a high profile business magazine would right an article about the escort business and how much of money goes into it and how many man actually participate (I think the figure is a little on the light side… it says 700,000 men when I believe they get that in the western half of the U.S. alone). It breaks down everything from the typical average joe wanting to blow a little cash to the middle of the road client who pays for dinner and the date afterwards, and finally to the high roller who jets his date around the world in his airplane while distracting the wife at home with a spa treatment. I found humor in it since they pinned it pretty good (and the pricing as well though I would say the average client spends more here in Las Vegas on an escort than say… Miami). I applaud them for actually including it into the economy.

Anyway… I had an up and down weekend along followed with a good Monday. Friday night was terrible. I had made some money on two calls and I went to the MGM Signature section and saw a British couple. I collected the fee and they seemed to agree and completely understand what was going on and that I worked off of tips. Unfortunately, after getting naked and dancing, they didn’t want to tip very much (the company’s fee was the same amount as what they wanted to spend which just isn’t fair) and wanted some crazy threesome. Sorry but I just couldn’t stay… so I try to get them a cheaper girl and they freak. They don’t want me they don’t want anyone they just want the fee back. Its non refundable just as I told them before collecting it and I get on the phone with the girl at the agency who booked the call and as I put my phone down the guy grabs it and says, “Let me talk to her!” I said please give me back my phone that is my property. He refuses and hangs up on the phone girl. He says give me the money back or you don’t get your phone. I try calling from the room phone they wont let me. Every time I pick up the room phone to try and call my boss (and my friend) and he hangs it up from the other phone in the room. I am stuck and this goes on for like half an hour until he picks up the phone, calls security and says that someone has broken into his room and needs help. I freak out… I would have called security first but I am officially trespassing by being on an MGM property so when they see my ID I am screwed (and perhaps be arrested). I would have left my phone (if it was backed up recently and I have insurance so it would have cost me $50) and chunked the one he had in the tub and walked out. I was just stuck and macing 2 people ganging up on me is next to impossible without knowing some sort of fighting skills. Sigh…

Saturday I spent at the Chicken Ranch for the Sin City Chamber of Commerce’s annual Chili Cookoff and Golf Tournament. Quite a lot of fun and I was running on no sleep after that horrible event the night before (what I SHOULD have done kept racing through my head over and over). Had quite a bit of fun and beers and was surprised to meet Amanda from texasgoldengirl.com and a representative from Desiree Alliance. I wish I had been a bit more talkative and gotten a chance to get some interviews from the working girls at the Ranch but alas, I kind of was shy and didn’t get take the opportunity. All I know is I have a better understanding of what girls charge and how I don’t sound so ridiculous now charging what I do in Las Vegas. It’s just too far of a drive for a brothel, in my opinion.

So the INTEROP convention is this week though you would have never known it. Once NAB (National Association of Broadcasters.. the largest Vegas convention still, I believe) is over with it means the end of convention season is winding down. Darnit! Next come the summer time travelers and the families. Quite a few bachelor parties remain but I worry gas prices might hinder the traffic coming in from California this summer. Southern California drivers flood the I-15 on Friday afternoons trying to escape Los Angeles or San Deigo… they tend to do the last minute traveling plan and get one room for 5 guys but sometimes it works out.. keeps the money flowing into the town for sure.

Now for some random questions I get asked repeatedly to continue on with this series

Lots of customers ask me how I got to Las Vegas… which I usually respond with a quirky, “I drove here”, to get a chuckle out of them. Really I first started coming here during the summer months to escape the slow season in the topless clubs that I worked in back home. It worked out well and I would make way more money than I would have before. I sometimes would pay off only my tip-out at the clubs back home due to the number of men staying at home with their kids while they were off from school or would be out on vacations. Why not work where they went FOR vacation? Was a good plan for sure.

Then their next question is: “How did you start doing this?” The answer is a slightly complex one that I’d rather not go into, but basically when I was working in the clubs in my home state I was already dealing with levels of prostitution but in denial about it. Complete denial. After getting fed up with dealing with working in Las Vegas strip clubs where it is hustle or die with no regulars, I decided to give an agency a shot. I was sick and tired of the men hassling me and begging me to solicit then only give me 20 bucks for a pathetic dance. Things in Vegas were changing at the times in the strip clubs: massive clubs were being built, Cheetahs/Jaguar’s owner was under federal indictment, and I had been about 10-15 lbs overweight and that never helps when you want to get the good shift at the Spearmint Rhino from a manager named John who is notorious for being highly selective. I lied to the first agency I went to and said I had worked for an agency before but not in Las Vegas. Looking back I acted like a complete imbecile when dealing with them, but I learned a lot. I also came to learn that I worked for the toughest agency in town (and still is to this day) so at least I started out with the worst which means it can only get better! I got a different, less tough agency to work for soon after then (which is now owned by some one else who recently just lost their *mind*), and met a girl who referred me to a service that I still work for today. That’s my little story of how I began… it’s been almost 5 years since I started working out here, and it’s still completely unpredictable.

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..