The Las Vegas Courtesan

Happy Halloween to everyone! I love the holiday and tend to dress up a few times before the actual date (seems to work out to woo clients into giving me more tip $ because it’s hard to turn away a cute pirate or Little Bo Peep) but this week was so incredibly slow (two days making absolutely nothing and no calls at all) I only tried it last night. Since the holiday is on a Friday this year I think people were saving their costumes only for today. I am wearing more of a burlesque looking outfit tonight but I can see some issues if I have to get in and out of this thing a whole bunch. It is cute though!

I have to say that Las Vegas is about the best city to celebrate Halloween. If you go out to a club the night of or during the other Halloween events, you would feel completely out of place if you did not dress up. People go all out and a lot of times stay in complete character throughout the night. I have to say, if you are completely into Halloween but always feel like a chump when you dress up and no one else does, come to Vegas one year and you will feel right at home 🙂

So finally my picture gallery is fixed… hooray! Now I can start sharing pictures again with out being annoyed by manually ftp-ing them and doing some other boring stuff.

Girls who formerly would leave tip money in the rooms after they received the company fee now take whatever they can. May sound like girls may have finally gotten the clue (as they should) but this actually came as a SHOCKER to me the other day. Carrie and I (she is one who has notoriously left $400-$500 in a room) went to a call at the Hooters Hotel for a bachelor party earlier last week. She groaned because she didn’t want to do a bachelor party (I agree they are a little tiresome) but her reasoning’s was not because it was a bachelor party, but because she fell and had bruised her leg up. She didn’t want to make a bad impression of the company to the customers. Okay, that sounds slightly more reasonable excuse. She said never mind her bruises she would go try the party with me.

We go up to the room, collect the agency fee quickly and the guy promptly tells us that the tips they are working with is $100 a girl. Yikes. Now in the past this girl would have scoffed, called the agency and said, “You have got to be kidding me to send me to this shit! Get them two more girls they have $100 to work with” and may have stomped out of the room dragging me in tow. This time, she absolutely stunned me with her response of, “Okay well we can only focus on the bachelor but we will have a good time!” She gets the tip from the organizer, gets naked and proceeds to the main part of the room to begin the party. We give some dances to the bachelor and then she progresses to giving short little dances to the other 5 guys in the room. Wow… she is really going out of her way for this $70! (with the agency we have to tip 20%-30% so we haven’t even made our own $100 yet) After a quick dance with them all we kick the guys out to give the bachelor some private time. She tells him to take his pants off and starts giving him a hand-job. I become even more shocked because this is the girl who has in the past left several hundred dollars in a room because she didn’t want to give a blowjob or hand job for less than $800. So after a few minutes she finally asks if he wants to upgrade his entertainment to oral which surprisingly he agrees and gives us another $200 a piece. We start back up again and the customer finishes with the entertainment she promised.

I think about a year ago if I was on the same call and in the same situation with Carrie that party wouldn’t have happened for less than a $1500 tip for each girl. No joke! I am glad she has seemed to understand that money is money and you have to compromise to make things work out. I think she did a little too much for the original $100 but it luckily all worked out in the end.

So when I go out of town for a few days it’s hard to get back into a writing groove. Worked last night after being gone for the weekend. Apparently I didn’t miss too much and last night was okay though every client seemed to just want to pay the minimum prices. Oh well, it adds up and it’s still more than I would have made by working in a strip club.

So I have noticed a shift in the girls who freelance around Vegas casinos. A lot of times on my blog I have had people ask where to find such girls and where do they frequent. It’s all depending on the month and what I believe to be a change in the security management. I know that such companies as MGM/Mirage switch their upper level staff around until they find a perfect match for the needs of that casino, and I am sure they do the same with security when they see one of their casinos is being overrun with prostitutes and loitering pimps. One month the place to be will be at the Monte Carlo and the girls will be plentiful, then you hear of such stories of girls being written trespassing tickets for being in the parking lot walking to their car, being followed to rooms (which happened to me), or being told to turn around as soon as they walk in the front door. Last night I was walking through the New York, NY Casino after entertaining a client (he didn’t believe bars were open 24 hours) and saw 8-10 hookers loitering between the elevator and the parking garage. Total distance would be something like 20 yards. That’s incredible. It’s only a matter of time until New York, NY tightens their security like they used to have and becomes the next spot girls get harassed.

I am slightly annoyed with these girls and their thought process of how to work. Each girl hears through the grapevine of where to go and what casino is considered good with the least amount of security. It only takes a few weeks before said casino is infiltrated by a horde of girls, like New York NY is experiencing. Quickly the casino tightens up security and the fun is over for everyone. These girls have bounced around so much in these packs that now almost every casino is difficult to get in and out of for us girls who like to be more discreet.

I have also noticed a shift in girls who used to walk the track along West Tropicana Road have moved to the east side of the strip on Flamingo and up along Harmon by the Hard Rock Hotel. The funniest thing I see? Girls walking with their ass hanging out but threw on a pair of sandals or sneakers like it would throw the cops off. Who are they fooling? Not me for sure!

No… I didn’t cry but the whole instance made me feel bad and kind of stunned in the end, but then again they were the ones who failed at clarifying any boundaries.

The call was at the Wynn hotel and was for a married couple from Dallas, Texas. The girl was slightly attractive woman in her late 30’s who you could tell took good care of herself. You could tell they were well off by the amounts of jewelry she adorned on anything you can stick a diamond on, yet not overdoing it so that she looked gaudy. The husband was an unattractive gentleman in is mid 60’s, or older, I think. The way their personalities were different and such you wondered what exactly she married him for. I’ll give you two guesses 🙂

So I collected the agency’s fee and I immediately notice the girl was way more nervous and adverse to girls than I had seen before on couple calls. She said she would calm down and I proceeded to dance for them both. She eagerly took off all of her clothes and got her husband undressed like she really wanted to at least try and have fun. She didn’t want to touch me much but then again that’s not an uncommon reaction from girls.

In the next step of the process we talk about tips and I easily get the price I normally quote couples… she makes sure I understand she doesn’t just want them to have dances. I said, “Definitely! You didn’t call me to your room to get the same thing as a strip club, right?” and she shakes her head no. Since she was so nervous I took it easy on her and continued to just dance while he kissed her. At some point I remember asking if they had any rules or what they had in mind for the party and they just gave a shrug to my question. So I assume there are no issues so I continue on as she pushes me to pay attention only to her husband while she proceeds to get on top of his face to receive oral. The husband apparently has issues with getting hard so I pull a little trick a girl showed me recently to get a condom on a flaccid dick (so you don’t end up trying to tug on the guy and slide the condom on awkwardly) by sucking the end of the condom only to roll the sides down. I start giving him a hand-job trying to revive the poor guy’s penis, and I notice the girl staring at me from above almost breaking her neck trying to turn around. She whispers something to her husband and hops off of him.

“You can go ahead and stop”, the husband tells me.

“What’s wrong?” I ask and turn to the girl who is now in some sort of fetal position and looks like she is about to burst into tears. “What’s going on?”

“Well, my wife has a problem with someone else giving me a blow job.”

Uhmm… don’t you think this should have been mentioned before? Either way I wasn’t even remotely attempting a blowjob. Wow I am just shocked and apologize stupidly even though I know I did nothing wrong. By this time the girl is completely crying so the husband says I can go ahead and go but thanks for the good time. Good time? I’d hardly say that. In the end I somehow felt bad and had to shake myself from those feelings because in the end, I really did nothing I shouldn’t have done and the wife surely needs some help if she can’t speak up for herself when someone asks what are the do’s and don’ts. All I know is that I hope no one ever cries on my call again!