Just got back, 4 nights at PHo. Worked all day so didn't feel like doing too much at night, just kinda hung out with the bartop JOB at the Heart Bar. 3 to 6 times each evening I would have a conversation that went something like this; Young hottie sits down beside me. "Hi, what's your name?" "Hi, I'm Kevin" "Hi Kevin, I'm CrystalTiffanyChantel." "Hi CrystalTiffanyChantel." "So, are you staying here at the hotel?" "Yes" "Think you might want some company?" "Sure, Why not. Of course, we'll have to be REALLY quiet so we don't wake my wife up." "Oh" (turns to guy on other side of her) "Hi, what's your name" Most would just move on. A few times after they found out is wasn't going to happen they would hang out and talk a bit while deciding on her next move, so I got to listen in on the assholes who approached her and what she put up with from them. Not even considering what she does after they get upstairs, it's gotta be a tough way to make a living...
Late to this conversation, but over the course of my first 6-7 trips (when Ihad more hair and was always quite poor) I never saw a single working girl. Not a one I could identify at least. Then after I turned 30 and started to show some age I noticed them everywhere and get approached on average 6-8 times a night. So either they just were never around when I was young...or they prey on balding guys who finally look like they have some money.
Got the google eyes from an aboslute knock out of a blonde bombshell at the Nugget. It was noon, on a Saturday, and Mikey and I were on break from their tournament. Good thing he pointed out her advances, because I would have missed it like Buckner. She was employing the old "got a light?" approach at the bar. She did force me to come up with a reply to that very question, and I will use it every time I am asked. "Got a light?" "What, you mean like a lamp? That's crazy." Thanks goes to the outtakes of "Ringer" for that one.
Ummm... Lar, we were hanging out at O'sheas on Saturday night during prime "spot the hooker" hours. Methinks we were NOT in a target rich environment. Perhaps we needed a different LZ? BTW- Thanks for letting me use your camera.:evillaugh
At least you didn't get photos of me......oh shit.....um, never mind. Did I really do that?...and not get slapped for it? Gotta go to bed....my nude photography seminar starts at 11.......
does anyone have any stories/experiences about calling the escort services that the smut peddlers on the strip handout all day??
Absolutely she can sue! You can sue anyone for anything; all you need to do is go down to court and fill out the proper forums. Let’s remember that it was once illegal for black and whites to go to the same school. This is when Brown v. Board of Education of Topeka became a landmark case. This is one example of something that was illegal, 20 kids sued and won (rightfully so). Back to the hookers, so now she sues the john assuming that she knows who he is. What going to happen? If you think they are going to arrest her for solicitation. Probably not, because it would be very hard for the state to prove in court that she was soliciting for sex. For example, you go down the police station and tell them that you smoked crack last week when really you did not. Are they going to put you in jail for saying that you smoked crack? Nope. Because of your freedom of speech and the burden of proof is on the state. They may arrest you for disorderly conduct (my favorite police term) but they don’t have any hard evidence that would stand up in court. One thing that is a big time sleeper is tax evasion, now you have to report all illegal activities to the IRS for revenues. I think that it would go on like line 23 or something like that on your 1040. In short, she could sue but it would most likely get nowhere and just be a waste of time
On my last trip to Vegas, I ran into an old classmate. After a few hours of catching up, she told me she was a hooker.
From a 2004 TR: As everyone who traverses the Strip knows, the call-girl card-distributing peddlers can be annoying. They hand those cards out to everybody, everybody except people in wheelchairs. My wheelchair friend was complaining to me that 70-year old grandmothers were having them shoved in their face while he was being snubbed. That’s a big mistake. Guys like my buddy are potentially the best customers. By the time we got back to Bally’s he did end up with a couple of them, though. After much contemplating, he decided to make the plunge and call one of them. For $45, the card advertised a girl would come to his room and dance in a state of undress for an hour. The person on the other end of the phone asked what type he wanted, to which he replied “a nice-looking blonde”. They asked what room he was in and then called back to verify all was in order. The girl would be there in 20 minutes. I told him I would wait until she got there and then leave. About 19 minutes later, my friend had a problem. All of sudden, he had to use the toilet. His digestive system is such that he only needs to go every 2-3 days, but when nature calls, it’s hard to postpone it. Here’s the dilemna he faced: Should he risk being on the toilet when she arrives or should he try to hold it in. After a 30-second pow wow, we went with plan A (get him on the toilet). If she did show up while he was doing his thing, I had planned to keep her distracted outside the room until he was done. Fortunately, I didn’t need to do that. With the pressure on, he got the job done much quicker than he usually does. It still left an unpleasant odor, though. We couldn’t think of anything to use, so I sprayed his whole body with right guard deodrant. About a minute later, there’s a knock on the door. Even though I was not involved in the whole deal, I was very curious as to what she’d look like. She was blonde and I’ll just leave it at that. I left and here is what happened as related to me by my friend: The $45 is an upfront cost that basically gets the girl in the door. She explains the fee structure, which is nothing more than blatant prostitution. My friend knew that, but was surprised at the costs. From $200 to $700, he could have a variety of services provided. He had budgeted about $250 for this, but he thought that would have been enough for what the whole enchilada. It didn’t work out that way for him, so he settled for one of the “lower range services”. To add some humor to what transpired, she did not have condoms and nor did he. She wanted him to call room service and have them sent up. That was too embarassing for him to do, so they went down to Bally’s gift shop to get them. My friend has problems with his vocal cords and it can be difficult to understand him. The cashier at the gift shop had to ask him three different times what he wanted. The clerk still couldn’t make out what he wanted, so finally, “his girl” loudly made it known. My friend said you should have seen the look on the faces of three ladies buying tic-tacs. Later, I told him he should have taken the cost of the condoms off her charges since she should have been responsible for bringing them. The whole experience wasn’t at all what my friend had hoped for. He said the girl was somewhat cold and “got the hell out” as soon as she got her money. Plus, he said she sure didn’t look like the pictures on the cards.
hahahahhahahaahahha!!!!!! thanks for the legit story. ive been wondering if anyone has any personal experiences and that about sums everything i needed to know up. cheers!
