The Las Vegas Courtesan

I have all of these entries and stories I want to write about but I am having a hard time sitting down and writing them! So I do apologize…

Well I made it through September (which is the second to slowest month of the year… December being the slowest) and October has picked up some but the usual $ isn’t there. Lets cross our fingers!

It’s been a long time since I had a bad call but last week was the first time in maybe a year something happened to me. I don’t want to focus on the negative, but I had 3 Chinese men push me and pull me and ended up grabbing my purse to take the fee back. Thankfully nothing was in my purse or the fee… I had stuffed it in my pants. Thanks to whomever random tourist who had heard me screaming in the hallway came up and scared the guys off of me. I thought it would have never ended. I don’t understand how foreigners think that they will get sex for $100 when I clearly explained things to them. A hundred dollars won’t even get 2 people a decent meal in this town so why would I entertain for $100?

In other news, the infamous Mustang Ranch reopened a few months back. This was the first licensed brothel in Nevada in the early 1970’s but was shut down a number of times due to the owner’s feuds with the IRS. Tisk tisk. A real estate investor bought it and apparently turned it into a nice looking place that even I would like to go visit. You can check out more about the crazy history of the brothel here

Why I was interested in the reopening of the brothel was because I read a book a number of years ago by Alexa Albert that really intrigued me about the whole bordello life in Nevada and it was written while she stayed at the Mustang Ranch to observe. I didn’t live in Nevada at the time nor was I an escort then. It was a peek at a mysterious life and it was written well. I personally couldn’t see myself working in a whorehouse out in the middle of nowhere in the desert for weeks at a time. The house takes half plus you have to pay a little for your room and food. The other reason I could not see myself at a ranch is the girls end up having to do things that I don’t want to do. I don’t let clients perform oral sex on me nor kiss on the mouth and it seems like that is almost a requirement there.  My reasons aren’t because it’s “personal”. It’s for my health, safety and really… I don’t want it. Simple as that.

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