Horny Women
Its known as going for the "pre-heated" ones according to one TV-sitcom. Ofcourse if you are carrying a rack of chips, the women will find you. At one casino, my companion left my side to go to the ladies room as I continued along the aisle to our designated rendevous point. In less than twenty feet a young lady was chatting me up, said I was real sweet and gave me a kiss on the cheek. If I had been younger, I might have been fooled into thinking she was interested in me instead of my wallet.Quote: dkI've heard it's a great strategy
Quote: FleaStiffIts known as going for the "pre-heated" ones according to one TV-sitcom. Ofcourse if you are carrying a rack of chips, the women will find you. At one casino, my companion left my side to go to the ladies room as I continued along the aisle to our designated rendevous point. In less than twenty feet a young lady was chatting me up, said I was real sweet and gave me a kiss on the cheek. If I had been younger, I might have been fooled into thinking she was interested in me instead of my wallet.
A friend of mine who is very well off told me that he goes to the casino to hopefully win money but always get laid. He said the same thing, if you are carrying a rack of chips the ladies will find you. Also if he starts losing, he would quit would a cheerfull attitude and even toke the dealer. Then make a statement like "gonna relax at the bar, see you in a while." According to him, the women would gravitate towards him at the bar. Sounds plausible I guess.
Quote: sang9768A friend of mine who is very well off told me that he goes to the casino to hopefully win money but always get laid. He said the same thing, if you are carrying a rack of chips the ladies will find you. Also if he starts losing, he would quit would a cheerfull attitude and even toke the dealer. Then make a statement like "gonna relax at the bar, see you in a while." According to him, the women would gravitate towards him at the bar. Sounds plausible I guess.
I suspect those women are hoping he will give them some of that money. I'm not saying they are overt prostitutes, but they are probably leeches that hope he will invite them to gamble together, and share in the winnings. That would likely be a precursor to going upstairs. The story of the woman who pestered me in my Terrible's review comes to mind.
Quote: sang9768A friend of mine who is very well off told me that he goes to the casino to hopefully win money but always get laid. He said the same thing, if you are carrying a rack of chips the ladies will find you. Also if he starts losing, he would quit would a cheerfull attitude and even toke the dealer. Then make a statement like "gonna relax at the bar, see you in a while." According to him, the women would gravitate towards him at the bar. Sounds plausible I guess.
Or you could skip all the acting and sit at the bar to start with. The hookers will still approach you.
Quote: WizardI suspect those women are hoping he will give them some of that money. I'm not saying they are overt prostitutes, but they are probably leeches that hope he will invite them to gamble together, and share in the winnings. That would likely be a precursor to going upstairs. The story of the woman who pestered me in my Terrible's review comes to mind.
At the Palms in particular, whenever I hit a royal at the dollar level or higher, I had all sorts of new female friends within approximately three microseconds of the jackpot lights going off. Some were obviously hookers; some were just as obviously not; some were sort of blurring the distinction, as they wanted me to buy them drinks or dinner or take them to the Ghost Bar. How odd that my obvious rugged handsomeness and radiant charm were only effective in the context of a fat W2-G and a wallet full of Benjamins! I would have thought that the women of Vegas would have been too wholesome and virtuous to respond to those tawdry signifiers of crass materialism.
I did, however, more often then not, cop a free feel before turning them down. Bankroll considerations aren't EVERYTHING.
Quote: mkl654321Some were obviously hookers; some were just as obviously not;
They are ALL hookers, don't kid yourself. They are experts in not looking or acting like it. I've been going to Vegas since the 70's and the regular women there aren't any 'easier' than anywhere else. Men are clueless morons when it comes to women, and every girl learns that at an early age.
Yep, alot of em are hookers. But there are some that tie money with success and want to make babies with 'em. Ok, at least they want to have a good time, keep drinking, and if they have to put out a bit for it, so be it.
Quote: WizardI suspect those women are hoping he will give them some of that money. I'm not saying they are overt prostitutes, but they are probably leeches that hope he will invite them to gamble together, and share in the winnings. That would likely be a precursor to going upstairs. The story of the woman who pestered me in my Terrible's review comes to mind.
reminds me of when i hit the top prize in a bingo tournament that included some cash and a diamond tennis bracelet. as soon as my bingo was confirmed the place emptied like there was a four alarm fire, except for a few (yep you guessed it) women. they were asking questions, congratulating me, yada yada yada. the funny part was that my gf was standing right there and they totally ignored her. felt pretty awkard for me as they were just sharing in my joyous moment. yea right. but i remained my usual gentlemanly self and basked in the temporary glory until they finally got the message and let me go. my gf knew what was going on, and as we left i told her i could have just twirled the bracelet around my finger and like the pied piper a string of women would be following. needless to say she was less than amused. but she didn't care, cause the damn bracelet was already on her wrist!
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Quote: EvenBobThey are ALL hookers, don't kid yourself. They are experts in not looking or acting like it. I've been going to Vegas since the 70's and the regular women there aren't any 'easier' than anywhere else. Men are clueless morons when it comes to women, and every girl learns that at an early age.
You can tell the non-hookers because they are not well-dressed, don't have on any jewelry, aren't made up or perfumed, or some combination of the above. And I would question the assertion that every woman in a Vegas casino is a hooker.
I've hit maybe a handful of $2 royals, a couple of $5 RF's and several four A's with kickers at that level at the Palms, and the only woman who gave me a second look was the little fat lady who paid me. Come on, that place is loaded with people from all over the LA area who drive Maybachs and Ferraris without a second thought, and it's all because of the incredible selection of women it attracts. The only person a dollar royal would excite in there is a bartender or floorperson looking for a tip.
That incredible selection of women are there because of the rich men it attracts or at least the sports-oriented, aggressive "likely to be rich" types that it attracts.Quote: JerryLoganand it's all because of the incredible selection of women it attracts.
This is a very entertaining question. I do have to say that a freind of mine practically forced me to go to one of these shows. I didn't enjoy it too much for several reasons.Quote: dkI'm wondering if anyone has tried picking up women who just left a male review (e.g., Thunder From Down Under). I've heard it's a great strategy (I guess depending on what demographic you're going for), but I don't know of anyone who's actually tried it.
Number one they had these lights that would come on for effect that were WAY too bright and actually hurt my eyes.
Number two the dancers were good but the choreography was cheesy.
Number three the guys were too buff in my opinion for me to actually get turned on. I guess I just prefer average-shaped men.
Number four they would show every part of their body except for their penises. WTF? If I'm going to pay money I want to see some dick!
Number five we sat all the way in the back and it wasn't as fun.
Number six, who the hell likes a tease?
I have to say I would not be one of those girls who left with wet panties. I couldn't believe how all the women lined up afterward to take a picture with them that they had to pay $20 for. What a waste, in my opinion.
Why talk so badly about them like that? If you think about it, those are smart women.Quote: Wizard...they are probably leeches that hope he will invite them to gamble together, and share in the winnings...
DO TELL!! I'm going to go look up this review of yours.Quote: WizardThe story of the woman who pestered me in my Terrible's review comes to mind.
How were you able to tell that they were prostitutes? Wouldn't they try to be on the downlow to avoid getting in trouble?Quote: CroupierI remember on our meeting with the Wizard at the Hilton, The Wizard pointed out a couple of prostitutes lingering around. I think my wife was actually more excited than me at seeing a real Vegas Prostitute.
I do have to say that I actually laughed out loud reading this. That's kinda funny!Quote: mkl654321I did, however, more often then not, cop a free feel before turning them down. Bankroll considerations aren't EVERYTHING.
Quote: HotBlondeNumber three ....... I guess I just prefer average-shaped men.
Number four they would show every part of their body except for their penises. WTF? If I'm going to pay money I want to see some dick!
Well, then, look for my pic in the thread Are you Male or Female? lol
Quote: HotBlondeHow were you able to tell that they were prostitutes? Wouldn't they try to be on the downlow to avoid getting in trouble?
Prostitutes are not very subtle in my opinion.
Quote: zippyboyWell, then, look for my pic in the thread Are you Male or Female? lol
Quote: HotBlonde... How were you able to tell that they were prostitutes? ...
Half a dozen years ago, my wife and I were staying at the Tropicana. One evening, after she had headed up to bed, I was at a blackjack table along with three or four thirty-somethings who were attending a conference together. One of the guys made a comment about the hookers, and the lone girl in their group asked how he could tell they were hookers.
I looked at her and said, "Two nights ago, I was headed from the casino to my room in the Island Tower. Two hot girls in low-cut blouses were sitting up on the bridge, and when I approached, they both brightened to the point of excitement, smiled, and asked me how I was doing and where I was headed. Last night, as I approached the bridge, a different girl was sitting at a slot machine and gave me a gigantic smile. Take a good look at me -- I'm a 60-ish fat guy with a scruffy beard -- if I happened to walk past you in this hotel, would you even make eye contact?"
I think she understood just a little bit better.
The Center of the World was an interesting movie about prostitution, objectification, desire, fantasy and loneliness. It is set in a hotel suite in Vegas. The themes are extremely adult, but it is not pornography. It's not one of those stupid seedy documentaries on HBO about prostitution either. The objectives of the characters are somewhat in question, as well.
I would be interested in anyone's opinion of the movie.
I think perhaps we might focus on the movie Stella Does Tricks which explores the world of young girls on the game. It is a world of working class backgrounds, lack of opportunities and artificially imposed constraints as humorously indicated in the scene wherein becoming a shop girl selling eclairs in a bakery is hopeless because society demands she have extensive training for such a menial position. These all condemn Stella to her life of being sexually exploited by her pimp and her customers but she nevertheless remains a young girl who needs love as well as sex. When her young boyfriend rents out Stella’s body for enough money for him to buy heroin and then steals Stella’s savings so as to keep her from leaving him, Stella realizes that this is as close to an act of love that she will ever have in her life. She is sexually exploited by middle aged men who are her customers and by a middle aged man who is her pimp, but she loves her young boyfriend and is indeed loved by him. She is sexually exploited by her need for money and by her need for love. She is trapped forever in the world of sexual exploitation by the despised middle aged men because she is trapped by the sexual exploitation of love for the boyfriend. Once there is that feeling of being trapped there is the desperation that leads to absurd decision making.
Or perhaps Trainspotting. When Renton gets off heroin he finds that his sexual desires return but all his friends are druggies and he can't really cope with the decision making requirements of the drug-free world. Its similar to prostitution wherein the low class women are exploited and the top money makers enjoy the money, power and sex too much to quit. Hobbyists exploit escorts and the Girl Friend Experience is anything but a girlfriend experience. Yet a three grand fee and five-hundred dollar tip from just one client is hard to pass up.
An occupational hazard for her. I guess its simply a matter of numbers. The more men she speaks to the more likely she is to find one who is flush with cash as well as alcohol.Quote: NicksGamingStuffToo bad for her she didn't have the goods I was after!
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The Center of the World was an interesting movie about prostitution, objectification, desire, fantasy and loneliness. It is set in a hotel suite in Vegas. The themes are extremely adult, but it is not pornography. It's not one of those stupid seedy documentaries on HBO about prostitution either. The objectives of the characters are somewhat in question, as well.
I would be interested in anyone's opinion of the movie.
I thought it was quite a good movie. For it's intellectual merit, I rate it a B, but my tastes are a bit wide. I actually own a copy, which for me is a testament to how much I will like a movie. If it's worth buying, it's gotta be pretty good. Then again, i only paid like $5 for it including shipping. Hahah.
Basically, the description is quite accurate. You have a newly minted rich antisocial porn loving dot-com computer geek that falls in love with a stripper who is an aspiring rock band musician. She entertains his offer of taking her on a trip to Vegas, which begins an interlude of a seedy fantasy relationship. There are moments of humor, levity, sanguineness, loneliness, objectification, desire, fantasy, solemness etc. The movie does juxta-oppose the definitions between reality and fantasy, which I think was very well done. That is the heart of the conflict of the movie. It's very easy to identify with some of the characters, if you're open minded. It's worth seeing in my opinion, especially if you like to analyze movies. If you just want to see a few pseudo-sex scenes....just get a porn video for crying out loud.
