how can anyone tire of the fountain ejaculating itself?
[QUOTE=Speck]...I'm also tired of the sorry state of gambling in general on the strip. The only thing I'm not tired of is the easy access to poon that will come to your room. So if I can find that, downtown is my place for the time being.[/QUOTE]Well, I've been known to make use of a room downtown once in a while. Actually I end up taking a room there about two or three nights a week on average, been doing it for years now, and I think I've spent more time altogether in several of those places than some of the current casino management staff. But when there I don't necessarily count on finding a companion for nighttime entertainment inside or right near whichever hotel/casino I'm at. I usually figure on going out into the city to fetch my female entertainment. Sometimes I find something suitable mingling with the tourist crowd under the canopy, and sometimes there are a few reasonably good working girls at the front horseshoe shaped bar at Binion's, but I don't count on it. I'd say I probably see something worthwhile to be had there about one night out of three, on average. When there is a good nearly Strip quality CW downtown (not talking SWs here) the menu price is generally about half the going rate on the resort corridor: instead of quoting 500 and accepting 300 or possibly 200, the better lookers downtown, sometimes including some of the same women, will usually quote about 200 or 300 if asked but will actually go for around 100 or so.
Decent midrange working girls, in between the high dollar Strip fantasy kittens and the 20 to 60 dollar SWs scattered all over town, are hard to find. This is the big hole in the market, in my opinion. They used to congregate around the back bar at the Golden Nugget, especially late, but when that place changed ownership a few years ago they ran them off. The Nugget just changed ownership again, so we'll see, but I wouldn't plan a trip counting on that.
I go to the older downtown joints becuase they are much cheaper, easier to get in and out of with my car, and just generally less hassle, since I've seen the volcano and the pirate ship a few hundred times more than I care to and I'm always running around town. But I'd plan on procuring your fiancée of the evening elsewhere, and just consider it a bonus if there turns out to be something you like right there on that particular night.
I do hook up pretty regularly with some pleasant overnight semi-pro company from inside some of those casinos, but this involves snagging one of the local video poker or slot machine addicts who doesn’t like to think she’s a pro, and is often an employee of one of the other casinos who‘s chronically broke even as she has a regular paycheck coming in. So I think it’s probably not a game for many visitors on a short trip to town, since, while it often takes less “gift” money, it takes more time with the “I’m not a hooker and I really don’t want you to think I do this sort of thing all the time you know” factor to let them get past. They want to get past it when they’re tapped out, and they’ve done it before, but you have to hang with them for a while to let them come to that point. Sort of a thing halfway between a non-pro hookup and a straight up professional date, which I think is a kinda Vegas thing that isn’t so common elsewhere in the U.S. due to the fact that there are several hundred thousand slot machine slaves from a wide variety of backgrounds residing in the area.
Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you want; I could have given you something more clear cut like that several years ago, such as Atomic Liquors for a constant cheap trashy graveyard buffet or the Nugget for finer dining, but this is what I see now.
Still Hope For The Atomic
I was bar hoping downtown Sunday with a buddy and we decided to have one at the Atomic for old times sake. It was about 3:30 as Duke was having his after shift buds and we met the new (2 wks) bartender Alexander. Nice Irish kid from upstate New York. Probably Joe's Great Grand child. There were no customers. A working girl came in who knew both of them and had money for her own drink. Duke left about 4 and Alexander was cordial enough for us to have another (and I was curious about the girl).
Her name is Thai. Beautiful auburn hair half way down her back. About 35. Not bad looking from the chest up and only 2 teeth missing. Paunchy gut and fat ass; suitable for head but I could never do her. She suggested we go to the Western. Fine by me as that was the next planned stop anyway. On the way over she propositions me. I explain I'm not up for it today as I've been drinking since 10:00 am.
She's well established at the Western. She knew the bartenders and security guards. Strange since I'm a 3 or 4 times a week patron and had never seen her. In fact I asked her to introduce me to a new guard who had been giving me the evil eye the last few visits. He explained I met the profile of a coin theif circling the casino looking for prey (he was somewhat correct except the prey is not coins). He bot my story I was looking for friends and we are now the same.
We had a few drinks. Thai was eager to tell me she's not into drugs and that she had worked her way up from daily to weekly to her own monthly apartment just a few blocks away. She gave me the address (no phone) with an open invitation to stop by anytime. I headed for the Ranch about 6pm.
After doctoring a mild hang over Monday morning, I decided to barve the storm and pay her a visit about noon. Suprise, a guy answers the door. I asked if Thai is home. She is not. I introduce myself and ask him to tell her I was here. About half way back to the street she calls me and explains she was in the bathroom and he didn't know she was home. She invites me in. Another guy's sitting on the couch, pipe in hand, and greets me with "Hey man gimme a cigarette." Thai takes me in the bathroom and gives me the alibi: the guy at the door is her room mate and the other guy is his friend; they don't sleep together and she has her own bedroom where we will be quite secluded. Feaseable since it's a two bedroom but that didn't explain those 2 mattresses on the living room floor. I don't think so! Then she said they're getting ready to go to work and we'll be alone. I don't think so!
I've been in much worse situations where the "room mates" (4 v 1) knew I was coming and managed to get out unscathed with my wallet intact. I swore to never put myself in such an uncompromising postion again. I told her I'll catch up with her at the Western and we'll go for a car date.
Anyone have any experiece with Thai?
Re : you may kiss the bride
The last time I used the old 'Limo' trick , the total cost was [b] $[/b] =
.6 for the ride + .4 for a decent bottle of champagne
So how much would a [i]" discount all-in wedding package from one of the 24hr quickie chapels "[/i] set me back ??
