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I had been to Vegas probably half a dozen times and had seen a few ladies I thought might have been 'working girls,' but I'd never been approached directly by one until my visit in July of 2008. On that trip I got approached three different times. I wasn't sure if I just looked more desperate for female attention or if the failing Vegas economy had forced them to get more aggressive. The truth was probably a little of both.
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It was a Wednesday night and I had had a pretty successful day at the poker tables by my low-roller standards pocketing just shy of $700 for the day. It was about 3:00 in the morning as I decided to head back to my room at the Flamingo from Planet Hollywood. I decided to drop $100 in a dollar Wheel of Fortune slot to see if I could get lucky. (The Wheel of Fortune slots are my one weakness when it comes to the arcade games in Sin City.) I also wanted to rack up a few points just to see if I could get any room offers from the P-Ho for my next trip to Vegas.
I had slowly leaked away about half of my $100 when a fairly attractive blonde wandered past and casually asked if I was having any luck. I didn't really know how to answer since I had won earlier at poker, but was losing at the slot machine so I just shrugged and said I was doing okay. I didn't realize she was setting up a business proposition until her follow up question, 'Do you want any company tonight?' Ohhhhhhhh...I see what's happening here.
Maybe I'm just naive, but I really didn't get what was happening when she first stopped to chat. I mean, any of you that have been to Vegas know that it's really not unusual for a complete stranger to high five you or raise their glass and shout 'PARTY!' as you pass them. I just thought it was another friendly tourist. I suppose the time of the morning probably should have clued me in.
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
Maybe I'm just naive, but I really didn't get what was happening when she first stopped to chat. I mean, any of you that have been to Vegas know that it's really not unusual for a complete stranger to high five you or raise their glass and shout 'PARTY!' as you pass them. I just thought it was another friendly tourist. I suppose the time of the morning probably should have clued me in.
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
She then pulled onto LVB and then turned right into the Bally's driveway right in front of me and continued her tirade. At this point she was clearly pissed that I was ignoring her and started yelling things like, 'Hey! I'm talking to you! Hey! Don't ignore me!' I was honestly a little shaken by the whole thing, but just kept right on walking. Then to add to my anxiousness there was a group of about four very scary looking dudes standing on the walkway over Flamingo Rd. All I could think as I approached them was that I had almost $1,500 in my pocket! I strode past them and was super relieved to see a Bill's security guard and LVPD officer standing and chatting at the bottom of the stairs on the Bill's side of the street.
The third encounter wasn't a good story. She offered. I declined. That was it.I guess I'll jump on the Vegas hooker story bandwagon along with Grrouchie, Rob, and Lightning. I'll start with the first story that I already shared in the comments section of Rob's first Vegas hooker story.
It was a Wednesday night and I had had a pretty successful day at the poker tables by my low-roller standards pocketing just shy of $700 for the day. It was about 3:00 in the morning as I decided to head back to my room at the Flamingo from Planet Hollywood. I decided to drop $100 in a dollar Wheel of Fortune slot to see if I could get lucky. (The Wheel of Fortune slots are my one weakness when it comes to the arcade games in Sin City.) I also wanted to rack up a few points just to see if I could get any room offers from the P-Ho for my next trip to Vegas.
I had slowly leaked away about half of my $100 when a fairly attractive blonde wandered past and casually asked if I was having any luck. I didn't really know how to answer since I had won earlier at poker, but was losing at the slot machine so I just shrugged and said I was doing okay. I didn't realize she was setting up a business proposition until her follow up question, 'Do you want any company tonight?' Ohhhhhhhh...I see what's happening here.
Maybe I'm just naive, but I really didn't get what was happening when she first stopped to chat. I mean, any of you that have been to Vegas know that it's really not unusual for a complete stranger to high five you or raise their glass and shout 'PARTY!' as you pass them. I just thought it was another friendly tourist. I suppose the time of the morning probably should have clued me in.
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
She then pulled onto LVB and then turned right into the Bally's driveway right in front of me and continued her tirade. At this point she was clearly pissed that I was ignoring her and started yelling things like, 'Hey! I'm talking to you! Hey! Don't ignore me!' I was honestly a little shaken by the whole thing, but just kept right on walking. Then to add to my anxiousness there was a group of about four very scary looking dudes standing on the walkway over Flamingo Rd. All I could think as I approached them was that I had almost $1,500 in my pocket! I strode past them and was super relieved to see a Bill's security guard and LVPD officer standing and chatting at the bottom of the stairs on the Bill's side of the street.
The third encounter wasn't a good story. She offered. I declined. That was it.
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
She then pulled onto LVB and then turned right into the Bally's driveway right in front of me and continued her tirade. At this point she was clearly pissed that I was ignoring her and started yelling things like, 'Hey! I'm talking to you! Hey! Don't ignore me!' I was honestly a little shaken by the whole thing, but just kept right on walking. Then to add to my anxiousness there was a group of about four very scary looking dudes standing on the walkway over Flamingo Rd. All I could think as I approached them was that I had almost $1,500 in my pocket! I strode past them and was super relieved to see a Bill's security guard and LVPD officer standing and chatting at the bottom of the stairs on the Bill's side of the street.
The third encounter wasn't a good story. She offered. I declined. That was it.I guess I'll jump on the Vegas hooker story bandwagon along with Grrouchie, Rob, and Lightning. I'll start with the first story that I already shared in the comments section of Rob's first Vegas hooker story.
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I had been to Vegas probably half a dozen times and had seen a few ladies I thought might have been 'working girls,' but I'd never been approached directly by one until my visit in July of 2008. On that trip I got approached three different times. I wasn't sure if I just looked more desperate for female attention or if the failing Vegas economy had forced them to get more aggressive. The truth was probably a little of both.It was a Wednesday night and I had had a pretty successful day at the poker tables by my low-roller standards pocketing just shy of $700 for the day. It was about 3:00 in the morning as I decided to head back to my room at the Flamingo from Planet Hollywood. I decided to drop $100 in a dollar Wheel of Fortune slot to see if I could get lucky. (The Wheel of Fortune slots are my one weakness when it comes to the arcade games in Sin City.) I also wanted to rack up a few points just to see if I could get any room offers from the P-Ho for my next trip to Vegas.
I had slowly leaked away about half of my $100 when a fairly attractive blonde wandered past and casually asked if I was having any luck. I didn't really know how to answer since I had won earlier at poker, but was losing at the slot machine so I just shrugged and said I was doing okay. I didn't realize she was setting up a business proposition until her follow up question, 'Do you want any company tonight?' Ohhhhhhhh...I see what's happening here.
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Maybe I'm just naive, but I really didn't get what was happening when she first stopped to chat. I mean, any of you that have been to Vegas know that it's really not unusual for a complete stranger to high five you or raise their glass and shout 'PARTY!' as you pass them. I just thought it was another friendly tourist. I suppose the time of the morning probably should have clued me in.
I responded to her with a very polite, and probably a little timid, 'No, thank you.' She just patted/rubbed me on my shoulder and repeated back to me, 'No, thank you,' in a sort of 'Aww wasn't that sweet' kind of way and moved along.
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My second ever hooker encounter happened right after that on the walk back to the Flamingo. A nice looking young black girl in a really nice white Lexus was sitting at a red light waiting to pull out of the Paris driveway onto Las Vegas Boulevard. As I neared her car to walk in front of her she rolled her window down and pretty much shouted at me, 'Hey, baby, you looking for some company tonight?' I completely ignored her and kept walking. She proceeded to roll her passenger side window down and continued trying to capture my attention. I never broke stride. By now her light had turned green and the cars behind her were honking their horns. She yelled out the window at them, 'SHUT THE F*&# UP!!!'
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She then pulled onto LVB and then turned right into the Bally's driveway right in front of me and continued her tirade. At this point she was clearly pissed that I was ignoring her and started yelling things like, 'Hey! I'm talking to you! Hey! Don't ignore me!' I was honestly a little shaken by the whole thing, but just kept right on walking. Then to add to my anxiousness there was a group of about four very scary looking dudes standing on the walkway over Flamingo Rd. All I could think as I approached them was that I had almost $1,500 in my pocket! I strode past them and was super relieved to see a Bill's security guard and LVPD officer standing and chatting at the bottom of the stairs on the Bill's side of the street.
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The third encounter wasn't a good story. She offered. I declined. That was it.
