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Question #1 That People Repeatedly Ask Me Repeatedly (harhar)

Tuesday, November 6th, 2007

“Do you have a lot of violent calls?”

Actually no. I very very rarely have a call where someone gets physical or gets seriously pissed that security has to get involved. I am not one to screw people over or lie about some fee that an agency has me collect before I negotiate my own pricing. Why risk my own safety for money that I am not even receiving? I am very forward and blunt when it comes to stating, “this is an agency fee and is non refundable”. What is more plain and forward than that? Humans only like to listen when they want to listen, and don’t want to believe that indeed the fee gets no sexual acts what so ever.

Well until this week did I have a record of two calls in a row that had me in a bad situation (the second one was not a big deal like the first, but it was stressful dealing with two big drunken New Yorkers who were pissed for no reason). The first guys were not very fluent in English and very fluent in border-town-Mexico Spanish. One guy spoke English quite well though and translated well from what I understood in my knowledge of Spanish. Fee was collected all three of the girls (myself included) did a strip show. Once we realized they didn’t want to tip AND wanted sex, we had to leave. One girl somehow darted out leaving us 2 behind (very improper etiquette for girls) and left us in the room with angry Mexicans demanding their money back. One guy was pushing me and pulling the other girls hair while saying he “respects us”. Right. I get a hold of my driver (who thankfully was there even though it was an off night of the week) and he waits downstairs by the elevators to escort me out. By this time the guy is holding us hostage in the room demanding the money back even though we inform him the girl who left has it. My driver hears the situation while still on the phone and tells security we need an escort out of the room that we are being held up in. Luckily they finally come up and handled the situation nicely by telling the guys that they are committing a felony of kidnapping and are lucky that we are not pressing charges. The whole time the guy is saying in a heavy accent, “I’m from my coantrey and I respect”. They inform them again how escort services here work and they pay a fee to get girls to the room and you have to tip. In the end the head of security of the hotel gives me his card and says, “if you ever have another problem just give me a call.” Wow I am shocked.

The fear of working here in hotels/casinos and getting in a situation like that is how security will help you out of a room but then turn right around and trespass you from the property or as we say, “86-ed”, even if the guy gets his money back. After then you are permanently barred from the casino and can be arrested if you violate that order. Its ridiculous but its how it goes here… so this reaction by a security person was quite out of the norm.

I will write about my next most popular repetitive question in the next installment which is probably what people will want to ask me after reading this entry, “Why do you work for agencies?”

Reason #34 of Things Not To Do With An Escort:

Tuesday, October 30th, 2007

Lay your badge, whatever kind of official badge it is or wherever it is from, under cash that you are paying a girl for sexual services. This gives us heart attacks! How dumb can you be to do that and have no intention or jurisdiction of arresting a girl?

I went to a call with a girl to an extended stay hotel on the very southern end of The Strip. The guys acted a little flaky when we asked what brought them to Vegas but once they passed my little test we felt a little more comfortable. I stayed in the bedroom while the other girl went to the living area with the second client. My customer and I came to an agreement for services and I got up to get my condoms and when I returned he had laid the funds out over his wallet on the bedside table. I pick the money up and I see a badge and an official id. My heart stopped and I almost waited for him to say something like, “you’re under arrest for solicitaion”. He said nothing and I yelped, “What is that?” and he says, “Oh I am sorry… I’m a fireman back in Florida”. I finally took a deep breath and asked why in the world he would do that. He claims he didn’t even think about it. Yea right… I just think he likes to scare the living daylights out of people.

So lesson learned, official government people not in Clark County Nevada, don’t ever do this! You might just kill your lady for the night.

The Naked Man at Circus Circus..

Thursday, October 11th, 2007

A funny story from a month or more ago I think back to and still chuckle about…

I get a call from an agency saying to go to Circus Circus the Manor buildings which are small older 3 story cheap rooms in the back. Basically, if really can’t afford the rooms in the main part of Circus Circus then you can go for the more budget option in the back of the property. I groaned at the location of the call but.. hey, you take what you can get.

These buildings have two entrances and are only accessible with an active room key so I call the phone girl to get him to come downstairs. A friend answers and says he is down there looking for me which makes no sense because he doesn’t know me. I look for him at both entrances and then I see a man wearing only a big t-shirt go back in the entrance furthest away from me. I fear the worst: this is probably the customer wandering around the building drunk and looking for his hooker. I take off towards that entrance and when I get there he is in the lobby area wearing this ratty t-shirt and NOTHING else. No boxers, briefs or shorts… just a large 50 year old wearing just a t-shirt and his small package poking out from under his gut and t-shirt. It took everything to hold in my laughter.

Once back in the room he takes off this shirt and walks around butt ass naked in front of his friend. The call itself went alright in the end but it was just too funny. Come to find out, him and his buddy were big Harley-Davidson bikers.. how macho!

 

My Least Favorite Clients

Friday, August 3rd, 2007

Yes it is ,of course, bad to group people together based on their nationality, but I have to vent for a minute about my least favorite clientele: Russians. I have read other girls’ blogs or heard from working girls here who dislike Indians (from India… though I rarely have issues with them except for the fact that they are cheap a lot of times), French, Italian, Asian (I like the Asian guys! as I have mentioned before).. the list can go on and on.

Why do they win the award for least favorite? First of all, 99% of the time they are cheap and I mean cheap. I have worked in Las Vegas for 4 years and until this morning I had never been tipped more than my bare minimum tip, if I even get that far. About 75% they want sex for one hour for about $100 and that I should be thankful for that money. Secondly, they are violent. Some of my most violent calls have been Russians. Once a guy grabbed my purse and dragged me into the hall of Treasure Island, snached my mace quick as lightning before I could use it, ran down the hall dumping out my purse grabbing the agency fee back but thankfully dropping the extra $100 that was already in my purse. I was barricaded in one room after entertaining the guy when I explicitly said the tip he gave me was “no sex”. He was upset for misunderstanding and wouldn’t let me leave. Thankfully I had a driver that night who was twice as tall as the client and I walked out safely. Several other instances I have had to run out because they were yelling or threatening me. The experiences go on…

So at 7am this morning I get a call to the Bellagio and he is a Russian. I collect the fee with no problem and the guy actually agrees to a good tip. I even explain with hand and mouth motions of what he is getting and this does not include sex and he agrees. He originally said “I want no sex”. Splendid! We are all on the same page and I can’t believe it. I start and work my way to giving oral. After 15 min. he flips me over and pins me down and starts moving his dick towards me saying, “Oh just a little”. Just a little what? Sex? Theres no such thing as a little sex! I start yelling “no!” and trying to get away. He says, “oh come on” and inches towards my pelvis. I panicked and yelled no some more and hit his shoulders to make him snap out of it. He backs off a little and I managed to dodge under his arm towards my clothes and purse, snatch them up and run to the bathroom where I lock myself inside. I shakily throw my clothes on and get out of the door. Luckily he wasn’t waiting outside of the bathroom for me. I don’t know what I would have done if he was.

Anyway, I had to vent. I am sure there are good Russian clients out there, but so far I don’t believe they exist. This morning was scary and I hope it doesn’t happen again. There has only been one other time a customer tried to pin me and try to force me like that but that was almost 4 yrs ago when I was new to all of this and probably should have left the room. Whew

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