The Las Vegas Courtesan

Recently I met up and did an interview with the Las Vegas Weekly about my blog and photos since they caught the eye of local writer Richard Abowitz. It makes it sound like I’m some top secret agent but that’s okay with me! Go read it and see the new picture I took for the article… I am posting some more pics that go along with it at the end of this entry. Enjoy!

http://www.lasvegasweekly.com/news/2009/aug/06/whos-girl/

One of the photos from a new shoot 🙂

This story is an old one and never had someone give me such an ultimatum before even meeting them. I remember this one the most because I was new to escorting and was really green with clients and what they requested.

I go to the Rio hotel and call up to the room to have the customer meet me downstairs since security always would check keys there. He thankfully answers the phone and says, “Well… did you bring them?” Huh? I am confused and since this horrible company would never tell me what the client wanted or requested before I showed up (they were really terrible at that and made things embarrassing) I had to shyly reply, “Uhm no… I don’t know what you’re talking about”. He sighs and says, “I will ONLY come get you if you have a pair of stockings … don’t fool me if you don’t have them then I will kick you out, you understand? Call me back as soon as you get them and I will come get you” and hangs up the phone before I can say another word.

Unknown to him, he is lucky I have $5 in my purse and run into the gift shop where they have a cheap pair of stockings. I reluctantly buy them (you never know if they will even spend the $5 to recover your losses) and call him back. He asks again, “You have them? I’m only coming down if you do, so you better…” I told him yes and suddenly got nervous. This guy’s tone is more demanding than anyone I had met at this point and it worried me, what if this doesn’t work out?

He comes to get me and we go upstairs. He easily gives the fee and tips less than average for a fetish request but enough that I make things work out. What did he end up only wanting to do? For me to wear the stockings and rub them on his legs while he masturbated. In the end it was easy for such a stern guy from the beginning. Of course looking back on this now being in the business for years, this wouldn’t seem demanding at all… just his attitude made me nervous.

By request… more black and white photography!