I knew I had at least one of the stories. This one is from Jake who was a young kid who had moved to Vegas. He is the same Jake that Krackman punched in the M sportsbook a few years ago:
What's that JJ? You want to hear an OG story? Sure. Let me tell you one that I have been told some men who are very experienced in the strip club scene have never heard of.
It was my first week in Vegas. I moved here Dec 1. I had already made around 10k with my college totals and was looking to spend it. So I'm playing poker at the Bellagio and drinking heavily. I think I had around a dime on me. I can't recall exactly now but I did not win nor lose much playing 2-5 but got pretty sauced none the less. The more I drink, the more I want to have sex. So I took a cab to the OG.
I get there and immediately sit in a booth. This meant I was there for business. In comes a nice short tight Asian girl by the name of Lillibeth. She sits on my lap and asks why I'm by myself. I told her because I don't want my friends to see me fucking you. In any other club, I probably would have been slapped. But not at the OG, these sluts are prostitutes pretending to be strippers. She says hold on, let me get a condom. She slips it in all discreet and acts like she is just giving me a lapdance. We are going for a few minutes and I tell her that the sex sucks, we should just get a hotel room so I can do more. She instructs me that she can't leave with me and to go to the gas station and wait for her. So she picks me up and we start driving. She took all my money already and I needed more. At the time, I was living with Baker until my new bed was shipped to my off the strip bachelor bad. I needed her to take me all the way to Antham to get me some more money. It was easily a 25 minute drive, even at 3am. I couldn't believe it, she actually obliged.
So there I am at Bakers house with no key. I had to ring the door bell a few times, wake him up, and run upstairs to get some more money. I told him what was going on and he found it hysterical.
We drive back to the strip and decide on the Hilton. I thought ahead. I wanted to bet some totals in the morning.
So then we realize we don't have any condoms. She said it didn't matter. I said it did. The sundries store was closed so I had to buy some at the gas station across the street. We finally get back to the room and do our business. We go to sleep (I have found that girls you brought back from their place of work and that know you are a local are a lot less likely to cross you). She wakes me up in the morning and asks if I want to go again. She even said it was free. How could I pass that up.
So then we go down to the book and I bet some totals. I swear to God, I bet on 3 totals and they moved each one 4 points. I couldn't believe it. I almost bet the other side for the middle but didn't want to get kicked out.
So there I was with no car and needing to get back to Antham to bet the games online. I convinced Lillibeth to take me back. She made me giver her gas money and we went to the Krispy Kreme drive through for coffee and donuts. That was the deal. I even brought some back for Baker.
Probably 4 times a night for the next 2 weeks I would get mass text messages from Lillibeth asking where I was, what I was doing etc. Each one was automatically followed by her name. It became a running joke and eventually a bet with 'The Nuts' that we had to end every take message with Lillibeth. After a while, I got fed up with the whore texting me at all hours, I told her to knock it off.
I still see her at the OG but she knows I haven't been interested since I told her "I'm not going Asian tonight."
More stories to come JJ. Would anyone like to hear about the time I bet The Nuts a nickle I could drink 4 witchdoctors in one hour at the Voodoo lounge (12 shots/drink)?