The Las Vegas Courtesan

So what would you do if you were an escort in a tourist city and when you call to get the information of a client, the girl who booked the call says the room number then says the first and last name of a person you know from your home state? I’m not talking about John Smith, nor something as extreme as Mach Klichenstiener …

This happened to me recently. I pulled into the Sahara hotel and the phone girl told me the name of a friend of mine from my home state. I paused… I could totally see this person visiting Las Vegas for a convention and getting the hair brained idea of calling a girl over. I called the room first to see what the guy sounded like since I can judge by the voice alone, but no one answered. I kind of froze because I knew I had to go knock on the door since the services are pretty strict on once you know the room information, they want you to go up to see if they are physically in the room.  I go upstairs, with my heart beating and knock on the door. Luckily no one still answered and she informed me the client was seriously drunk. Ah good. Luckily I have never run into someone I know from back home, but I have had other similar names come up but were really generic and thought nothing of it. So… if you were in my shoes, what would you do if you recognized a name?

So one of my readers reminded me recently, “Hey you never finished that series about your previous arrests!”. Ah thanks for reminding me, and now that I am back from yet another trip, I will continue the saga. First of all I want to rant about this regular couple who I have discussed about standing me up before in this entry. Maybe I should have learned my lesson from that instance, but they had since proven themselves to keep an appointment and made up for it monetarily. So I was not supposed to fly back from my trip until today but I received a call from said clients who wanted to meet up last night. I change my flight to the tune of almost $200 and guess what they do? Stand me up again. I am still sour about it so I called on with my agencies and the night ended up being a complete dud. As you can see, I am still bitter about it and they have not called me back. I told them I had changed my flight for them, but apparently that went unnoticed. That is the first time I have changed my flight to come back to work early, and it actually flopped. Anyway, on with my story!

So my second run in with the law after this entry occurred two months later in December of that year. At the time craigslist wasn’t a terrible place and they had just started doing busts on there and figuring out it was a mecca of prostitutes for the taking. December is super slow after the rodeo and I decided to try to make up for the slack by posting a few ads a few days in a row and just be really careful. I posted one ad and I swear, it was 15 minutes later a woman called me in reference to the advertisement. I already felt somewhat relieved since it was a woman calling for her husband and herself, and the only thing that made me feel peculiar about the call was how she asked if my fee was for “full service”. I graciously replied, “I’m sorry but that term is eluding to prostitution and that is illegal in Clark County.” She apologized and didn’t mean to offend me but would still like for me to come over and meet them. Okay, sounds good to me! I got their information about staying at Caesar’s, it verified, and I headed over there. I knock at the door and a nicely dressed and polite African-American woman answers the door. She looks like someone who would be a secretary at your junior high with her glasses and simple outfit, and her husband is dressed nice as well and could have played football in high school but now is the business type. I sit down and talk with them how they are from Oakland and I take a look around the room at some of the sex toys on the side tables (of course now seem very staged) and immediately tell them just for coming over I do a strip. I get down to my thong and invite them to touch me immediately. The woman hops up, giggles and fondles my breasts while the man just gently touched with the back of his hand. Doesn’t seem too odd, especially since she was so eager to grab me.

So I sit down and she starts saying how she doesn’t really want anything to do with it and how I don’t have to go down on her. I said, that’s all right because I don’t perform oral on women, I only dance and touch. She says, “okay well I want you to just focus on him and play with him and maybe some oral sex on him”. I immediately tell her I don’t like talking about things like that. So she instead asks me what do I normally get tipped for couples and I told her. Just then the phone rings and she runs to the restroom to answer it. That I thought was odd but it didn’t really alarm me since both of them seemed to pass my little groping test. She comes back in and apologizes and says, “Well lets just get started, $XXX for some dances and maybe a little blowjob for him”. I forget how exactly I answered but it was along the lines of, “okay lets just get started” and not specifically saying yes to the oral sex. The man pulls out a wad of bills and starts counting…

I hear the door open and turn around to see Vice coming in and saying I’m under arrest for soliciting and to put my clothes back on. They hurry me off to the other room because yet another girl I think was on her way up. I think why the phone rang was the cops telling her, “You need to wrap this up and get her to agree”. So as soon as I am dressed in the other room the head officer (who was at the previous bust) informs me that I am being charged with TWO counts since there were two undercover officers in the other room. Even though I had turned the woman down for any prostitution, I was still being charged with soliciting her. Bunch of bull, of course! I went to jail and was released about 24 hours later on bail and would have been released under my own recognizance, but they were so slow that day.

So what happened with this case, and how did it almost screw up the previous one? In the other case they had offered me a plea bargain but the catch was I had to stay out of trouble, remember? I had not accepted the terms yet so it didn’t really count at that point. The lawyer thought if I accepted the plea and finished everything before the court date of this offense, that they wouldn’t conflict nor would it be in the system yet. He was right, I finished the requirements that week and had the other case dismissed the same day this one was going to court. So when the DA asked what was the deal with the case from October, my lawyer replied that I had finished the terms and was being submitted that day. So what did the young and stupid new DA do? Dismissed this case entirely right then and there. I was told that was really lucky and of course I am glad it was dropped too.

I wanted to update a little and add to the series I started months ago here and here since I run into good pointers to give while trying to book clients who call me.

Don’t ask pointed questions about prostitution or specific entertainment over the phone:
It makes me really come off as the bad person or that I am trying to turn clients off when I have to recite my little “I’m sorry but prostitution is illegal here in Las Vegas” speech and though I hate doing it, I have to say it to cover my own rear. I have had people hang up on me or just give me a short answer of, “well, I’ll call back later” which of course means never. If they don’t just give up on me then I explain that I would love to meet them and work out all of the entertainment and details in person, I don’t charge for me to come over (though gas money would help!) and prove that I am not a shady escort. Though jaecyn posted that he had an ugly run in during a call from an internet site, I know myself and others aren’t bad like this. I know I am a little more easy going than some girls and all, but I really hate it when people push me and try to get something out of me to spill the beans about what I really do and for how much. In the end I like working out any deal I can. Especially these days its just silly to not make anything you can.
So how do you handle situations where you want to learn more but can’t ask? It’s a tough question because there is no right answer. Simply, if you like the picture, like the girl on the phone and have the gut feeling that she is truly an independent or you don’t mind dealing with an agency, then give it a shot. If you don’t like her at the door or can’t work something out then the polite thing is to maybe give a little something for her time if you feel generous.
Anyway… hoped this all helped a little. Flat lands and driving make me bored bored (don’t worry I am no driving and typing!).

Yesterday I sat down to write a blog and I drew a blank: its been slow and boring lately so what could I write? Seems like every time I come to a lull in finding interesting stories to post, something crazy ends up happening that same night.

So last night I had a guy who has stood me up once or twice during his previous trips to Vegas call me (only twice before have I been able to actually finish an appointment… but this has been over two years). This trip was not much different and called me up drunk to say he was late by an hour getting back to his room. “Sorry”, I said, “I can’t drop everything after I have already been ignored twice and now you expect me to come see you whenever you feel like it”. He apologized and didn’t call back until the next day and finally met up with him. Seems like this happens with regulars (the few I have); they get comfortable and slack on escort etiquette.

Later on last night I get a call to Terrible’s Casino (if you’ve ever been to Las Vegas and ventured off the Strip you would notice the peculiarly named gas stations that are owned and named after a local family who’s been in Vegas for a number of years) and I was informed it was a big spender guy from the Palms. I had just heard of this client the night before from a girl who told he spent in the range of five figures on a few girls at this agency. What I didn’t know was that he kept asking for girls for 2 days straight. Wow.

I arrived at Terrible’s and met up with a girl named Star while the previous two girls got dressed and left the room. We started talking to him and saw he was fading fast and would pass out tired if we didn’t capture his attention. He had no cash on him and after an hour of trying to figure out what to do we went down to the cash cage to get money from his credit card. Of course they were over their daily limits and the cash cage was unable to do cash advances like other major resorts can (you can get whatever is in your account no matter your daily maximum for a little extra fee). So what was his next big half drunk idea? Go all the way back to the Palms to get his checkbook to cash a check. By this time another 30 minutes had passed so we said heck with it… we’ve been here for so long already it’s worth a shot.

The client gets in Star’s SUV and drives to his bungalow at the Palms. My fear of the situation came true: he would get to his little bungalow by the pool only to give up and not want to cash a check for us to be paid for our time spent and possible entertainment. By this time Star is giving up and another girl I know quite well decided to come by since he still wanted two girls. I took the biggest risk I ever have since I started being in this business: I accepted two personal checks made out adding up to five figures. Wow. I thought either this will work and I will be doing back flips or I have wasted some time with a crazy drunk guy but still wont be disappointed since I knew it was such a gamble. It was verified that the account was valid and funds were there by a phone girl from the service but I don’t trust much of what they say. I took the checks and helped get the guy off fairly quickly by me starting with a hand job and her finishing with a blowjob. This time he didn’t want sex like he did from the other girls and I am glad… if the checks were invalid then it would have been freebee sex instead of something minor like a hand job or blowjob. The other girl also got a check but for half the amount I did yet she was only there for less than an hour. Crazy money.

All in all I was with the guy for a total of 3 hours and the checks cleared today. Simple verification at his bank, 2 forms of ID and me dressing up looking professional and not like a hooker made the check cashing go smoothly. The second girl tried the same method by going to another bank branch, but I am sure her tattoos and oddly placed diamond on her incisor tooth probably sent the wrong signal and had to deposit into her personal account. There was no way that I was doing that since I like to keep the tax man at bay… just glad it worked out though now it seems ridiculous that he got such little entertainment.

So this weekend will go down as the most amount of money I have ever made at one time. I was starting to fret the vacation I had planned next might have to be cancelled since it’s been so crazy slow in town. What will become of the rest of the money? Definitely will be going into my savings….