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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!

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!).

Lately I have been out of town.. and going out of town yet again tomorrow so my posts have been slim lately. Luckily on the way to my first stop on vacation a customer of mine lives in the area. I successfully reached him and made an appointment for tomorrow which will thankfully pay for my whole trip! Awesome.

Yesterday and the day before I had an interesting call from a service I work for. The phone girl called me to tell me how a guy who has been using the company for years is in town and wants a tall girl…so she thought of me! The only catch to this was he is super paranoid and wants the girl to book a separate room from his own (since he IS escaping his wife in the other hotel room). He doesn’t want to book it though and wants it in the girls name. He meets the girl somewhere in a hotel (Monte Carlo this time for me), gives them enough money to cover a room, then calls the phone girl 20-30 min later to get the room number I give to her once I deal with the front desk. Kinda odd since there is no way of getting a hold of him (wont give out a cell phone number of course) but thankfully he kept to his promise and arrived at the room I booked right on time like she said.

This brings me to one of my biggest pet peeves of guys who have previously seen a girl from the same company. The phone girl knows how much the guy tipped the previous girl (since her pay depends on the girl’s tips) and I personally have KNOWN the previous girl for a while and know what they will and will not do and for how much… yet the client STILL argues and tries to low ball me or just deny the whole transaction took place. I hate it, don’t treat me like a freaking idiot… I know a girl won’t give up a cent more than she has to just because she feels like it. Anyway this guy tried low balling me saying he wanted to finish more than once with full service both times and just wasn’t giving me enough money for the time I would have to spend. Then he argued about how much he would spend, etc etc… I hate putting myself in a position that I could come off an ungrateful person and ruin the whole call. Thankfully he realized that I was serious and said he would quit debating things… and booked the next night as well.

I’ll try to keep up on my trip with my blog… I can’t promise too much though hehe. Lots of fun will be going on.

So I get my share of silly phone calls from clients but I also like hearing about the ones that girls get at the offices that I work at around town. One night a few weeks ago it was pretty dead around town and I called a phone girl to chit chat and see what was up. She told me the only guy who called was one asking a pretty unusual question.

She said she answered the phone and the gave the guy the whole sales pitch about how she answers the phones for the girls and its $150 or so for the girl to come out to the room. He responded with a heavy accent, “Oh nono… I need to talk to the girl now before she comes over.” She said that she can’t do that because the girls only go to the room, not talk on the phone. He insisted again, “No I need to talk to the girl… I must talk to her before.” She tries convincing him again but gives up and pulls a fast one by shouting out to an imaginary girl, putting the guy on hold and picks up the phone again but with a more teeny-bopper voice, “Hello? My friend said you wanted to talk to me?”

He replied in a low voice, “Do you have to shit?”
“Excuse me?”, she said.
“Do you have to poop? I want a girl to come to my room and shit for me”
She hung up.

I died laughing when she told me this story. Too funny.

So I have been horrible about posting again… I haven’t been in the mood to write lately and nothing was coming to me of any interest to write. I also got pretty busy the last few weeks so my computer time has been quite limited. I fear my feed reader. I also wanted to apologize to The English Courtesan for not responding to her tagging me. I have been lazy and uninspired… hopefully that will change and will respond back! My friend also had my camera for a bit so sorry about the lack of photos.

What else is going on in my life here in Vegas as an escort? Well I have seen an increasing trend of security asking me for my I.D. and then giving me the third degree for not having it. Sorry, but I know if I show it to the hotels who have asked, they will run it and see that I had been arrested at one of their sister properties. From there they can either just warn me, hold me until I get a ticket for trespassing from Metro, or go to jail. One security guy at the Mirage was acting so screwy I had to walk out of the front door, to the public sidewalk, and all the way around the block to get to my car in the garage. That really wasn’t a good night. Usually when this behavior goes on I think that there is a bust going on and they are taking advantage of clearing as many girls as they can from their casino. Another hint when a bust is taking place? The lack of security at the elevators when they normally check for keys… that night at the Mirage I had noticed this as well. I was happy to get my butt out of there..

I always like hearing crazy or silly stories from girls. I went on a number of calls at the MGM Grand back to back with a nice girls I have known for a while from an escort service we both work for. We brought up how we don’t like being in the MGM Grand or the Bellagio due to the strict security sometimes. Not long ago I went cautiously to the Bellagio (only sketchy for me since I was busted by vice there) and she had been in the casino the same evening but had gone “missing” to the phone girls at the escort service we work for. No answer on her cell and the customer was confused as to where she went which spells trouble probably with security when girls go missing like that.

She had been picked up by security around 7pm when she went down to gamble with the client who had paid her already upstairs for her company. Weird it happened to her so early in the evening. She went on to say they approached her at the table and they asked for i.d. and since she had been trespassed before she claimed that she didn’t have it. After being taken into the back and they grilled her about knowing who she was, they said they were calling Metro Police to take her to jail for trespassing. She said she broke down crying since she had plans to take her son to NASCAR the next day and went on and on about how important that day was to her. I guess the head of security finally had half a heart so when Metro did arrive, he told the officer to give her a ticket instead of hauling her off to jail. Still an asshole to me..

The funny part of the story is how she went on about how many times she was trespassed at the Bellagio before the current security staff she encountered. She said she would go “freelancing” in the casino every night there and the security would catch her, make her come to the security office and sign a piece of paper saying she wouldn’t come back but then as she left would shout to her, “See you tomorrow night!” She said it went on constantly and was just a joke, and one time went to the office and saw 10 other girls being held for Metro… all obviously prostitutes who were black. She said when she signed the normal piece of paper the other girls flipped out since she was being let go. The head of security replied, “Now now it’s not that… I just wouldn’t want you girls to go back out to my casino!”  She also mentioned certain employees requesting girl’s panties or to show them to the staff to get let go with no problems. I had also heard of guards at the Wynn being paid off by girls who didn’t want to get into trouble when the casino first opened.

Quite interesting the stuff I hear, though I don’t believe all of it sometimes… it’s still interesting to hear the craziness that people tell me about happening in Las Vegas casinos.

So before I got sick and had company in from out of town, one of the last nights I worked (I guess the friday before last) I got a surprising call! Since Las Vegas is known for it’s tourism and I don’t get to depend on regulars, I am always surprised and happy when people call me back. So I got a call from one of the couples I mentioned tipping me well in this entry a few weeks ago. Since it was so soon after the original booking I distinctly remembered how much I got and what all was involved. Awesome… a decent call to look forward to! We planned to meet up the next night around 11pm after they went to dinner and a show.

I verified their room at the Venetian, made a point to tell my services that I had a booking and waited to hear from them when they got out at 11. The hour came and I called the cell phone and room phone. No answer. I call 20 min later and the man answered to say that the show STARTED around 11 and they would call me as soon as they got out. Damn… okay. So 12:30 rolls around and I call. No answer… but 10 min later I get a call back. Hooray! They said they are in a cab line on the way back to their hotel. I head that direction and get a call in 10 minutes saying they got to the Venetian but the wife is deciding to postpone now until the following night. Ugh. I had already mentioned when booking that this was the ONLY night I could do something since I had out of town guests the following night. He said, “well let me call you back in 10 while we talk about this”. Time goes by, nothing heard back and no answer from phones yet again.

I texted the man that I was upset that my friday night prime time was wasted on miscommunication of appointment time and an eventual cancellation. The next day I get a text back saying they were sorry and wanted to take me to dinner and a show. I, of course replied, thanks but I don’t have the time. Only enough time for a small private party since I had guests coming in and didn’t want to be rude to them. They insisted on dinner and a show still and I just said again, I really can’t. Tried calling? No answer or replies.

Ok so I took forever to tell that story but it really ticked me. This is when I wish I could take credit card deposits! heh. The first meeting went well and it just is a huge let down that the second meeting was as bad as it gets for a time waster.