by Dean Cortez, www.macktactics.com
Las Vegas is filled with unique, unforgettable visuals.
The majesty of Cirque du Soleil; the sublime dancing fountains of Lake Bellagio; and the dorky-looking men strolling through casinos with young, ridiculously hot babes hanging on their arms.
“How does a shmuck like that score a chick like her?” other guys wonder. The answer is obvious: cold, hard cash.
Everything has a price in Vegas, and the company of major hotties is no exception.I’m not talking about the “exotic entertainers” or “masseuses” advertised on the billboards and on those little X-rated cards handed out on the Strip.
(By the way, the girl you order to your hotel room NEVER looks like the one on the card…or so I’ve been told.)
I’m referring to a higher caliber of escort: the CH, or “Closet Ho.” (This is the term they use to refer to each other.) These vixens ply their trade in the grey area between prostitution and “professional party companion.”
The nightclubs and strip clubs are crawling with CH’s. You’ll frequently see them popping up (and practically popping out of their bras) on the websites that show pictures of Vegas nightclub events, since they’re constantly out partying.
Most of them started out working in the strip clubs, where their customer base grew to include celebrities and filthy rich dudes who would invite them to come “hang out” after their shift—usually at a private party in their suite, or at their VIP nightclub table. (The implication: sex at the end of the night is expected, for which the girl will be tipped lavishly.)
The more popular and enterprising girls will eventually leave the club and go freelance. Giving lapdances for $20 a song is chump change, when every weekend they’ve got wealthy “friends” (read: clients) coming to town and in need of company.
A high roller will often request a group of girls to entertain him and his friends for the weekend; as well-connected CH will then call her network of friends, to see who’s available.
“Money is never discussed,” I was informed by one Closet Ho, who recently arranged a debaucherous weekend for an A-list Hollywood director. “They know that my girls and I expect to be taken care of.”An evening of partying will often begin with a gambling session. The customer gives the CH chips to play with, and she keeps any winnings.
(A stunner named Lacy, one of the queens of this scene, once bragged to me how her customer sported her a few thousand dollars in chips—which she ran up to $40,000 in a half-hour.)
Then it’s on to the nightclubs, where the girls drink with their guys in the VIP booths and massage their egos. Before her Mr. Big departs Las Vegas, the CH can expect a generous tip; I’ve heard amounts ranging from a couple thousand dollars, to well into the five figures.
The real prize, though, is when a big spender develops deeper feelings for one of his girlfriends-for-hire. He may gift her with a luxury home, a $100,000 car, all-expenses-paid vacations—and if the sex is mind-blowing enough, it’s entirely possible that he’ll leave his wife and kids to be with his CH full-time. (For his troubles, he’ll get his heart broken and his bank account bled dry.
Guys, never attempt to domesticate a CH; they are best left in their natural habitat.)Don’t think these customers are all decrepit old tycoons or rich geeks who couldn’t get laid otherwise. I know Closet Hos who’ve serviced (and dated) major athletes, action movie stars, and blockbuster Hollywood producers.
Which begs the question: why would a wealthy, famous, good-looking guy need to pay for sex?When Charlie Sheen was outed as one of Heidi Fleiss’s top clients back in the 1990s, he answered this question best. His explanation was along the lines of, “You don’t pay these girls to sleep with you. You pay them to leave.”
In other words, when you’re a celebrity with a reputation to protect, and a wife and kids at home, the Closet Ho provides a discreet, no-strings-attached way to fulfill your most decadent fantasies in Vegas. They make sure what happens here, stays here—and for some guys, that’s worth any price.
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