My introduction

[billwh]

I'm a 66 year-old man. I keep in good shape by exercise, but I'm still.....a 66 year-old man. Remember that, because it will come into play later.


I got married and divorced at a young age. I had a few long-term relationships that didn't work out. Finally, I said to hell with it! Instead of looking for the "right" person, why don't I accept the fact that I really am meant to be single and free of the emotional entanglements of a relationship. I came to that decision many years ago. So, at that time I was still relatively young and still healthy and from time wanted the companionship of a woman. Intimate companionship, free of emotional entanglement. Free from all the bullshit. I know that sounds negative but that's what marriage and relationships ultimately wound up to be for me.


In 1977, my brother and me met up at his house in North Hollywood, Ca. Our plan was to take a road trip to Death Valley National Park. We wound up staying the night in Beatty, Nevada. He mentioned something about legal prostitution, something I had never heard about. The desk clerk at the motel recommended Fran's Ranch on Highway 95. We were bombed, too much beer, but went anyway.


Me being the big brother, I paid for us both. 30 minutes for him, 30 minutes for me. I even let him go first and he was in and out in less than 20 minutes. I learned a lesson that night, DO NOT drink too much if you want to have sex. Even though I broke that rule a few other times in the years that followed with the same result. It might ease the nervousness, but takes away the ability.


Anyway that was my introduction to legal prostitution in Nevada. And it was nice knowing that it was there and waiting anytime I felt like it. And as it turned out, I would "feel like it" many times in the years to come. I will write about that soon and I will take you all the way up to my most recent experience.

[Chicagobob]

Welcome!  That was a great story... I love to hear a blast from the past  8)

[billwh]

Much more to come. Hopefully, much more to come, literally. So the last real relationship ended about 1984 and I was crushed! I took things SO seriously. After it was over, I didn't want anything to do with a woman for a long time. I mean, years. When I was finally ready again, I realized I wanted intimate companionship , but without the emotional BS. Maybe I could have gone to bars and hung out, tried out pickup lines, gotten some rejections, maybe gotten lucky. I remembered the trip to Beatty. Man, that girl was beautiful! And it was so easy, just pay your money and as soon as they give it to the manager, they are back again and getting naked! A win-win situation! Almost as easy as pulling up to a McDonald's drive-up window!


So I started going to Las Vegas. I live in northwest Indiana which is basically a suburb of Chicago. I've lived here all my life. Sometimes I wonder why I'm still here, I guess because everybody I  know lives here. But I soon developed a love affair with the state of Nevada. And if I ever relocated, it would be to this great state.


It was 1987. I flew to Vegas and rented a car and drove all the way to Beatty, again, to Fran's Ranch. If you're a suburb dweller like I am, the contrast between that and the remoteness of the Nevada desert is so different... I love it! When i got to Fran's there were two girls working. I picked the black girl, a first for me. I asked for a 69 party. She gave it to me BBBJ - I thought nothing of at the time until I went home and found I had trouble urinating. Turns out I had no specific venereal disease, rather a bacterial infection. The doc gave me antibiotics and it cleared up in two weeks. This was back in the AIDS scare days, so, man, I was sweating it out! Am I gonna die? I will admit it DID turn me on when she got up and spit out a huge mouthful in the sink.


Lesson: it may not be good to get a BBBJ. We all have bacteria and viruses in our mouths. WE may be use to them. But the person who receives the germs may not be. Possible solution: use mouthwash before and after any intimate contact.


It's still 1987. I have a lot more to go before I get to 2018. It IS 2018 now, isn't it? LOL

[billwh]

So after I went to Fran's, I decided the next day to go to the "world famous" Chicken Ranch. This was a shorter drive from Vegas than Fran's in Beatty. It was quite a bit more expensive than Fran's.


The lineup was fantastic, at least 12 girls, all good-looking. I picked who I thought was the most beautiful one. I told her what I wanted and I was given some mighty high prices.


In regards to that, although we are not supposed to get specific here, I hope that I CAN say this: I prefer the rural houses, even though they are fewer and farther between these days. It's up to you, maybe you want to go to a more glamorous house and enjoy that experience, me, I prefer rural experiences. I guess that in general you get what you pay for, and I'd better not say more than that!


Some people will drive or fly to Las Vegas or Reno and will never get too far past the city. Meaning they will go to Chicken Ranch or Sheri's in the south or Mustang in the north. Nothing wrong with that in itself, but if you ever feel like getting out on the open highway, there are still rural houses out there, and you might enjoy that experience.












I have a long way to go yet. Still back in 1987, but I'm working my way up to 2018.


Note: have been told it's against the rules here to mention prices or negotiation. I've complied by going back and editing. I DO understand the reason for that. Sorry! I've deleted a lot and if it seems like there are gaps in the story, there are.

[billwh]

1987-1994: Brothel-Mania! How many times did I fly from Chicago Midway to Las Vegas? I can't count that high. Rent a car, drive to Fran's Ranch in Beatty, Cottontail Ranch in the middle of nowhere, Bobby's in Tonopah, Stardust Ranch in Ely, PJ's in Elko. I was still working then, and had plenty of vacation time. All of it was spent in Nevada. (Okay, it was about 30 times)



I had some regulars. I met Tina at Fran's. She was a kind of punk rocker with a lot of heavy make-up around the eyes. One time I gave her and another working lady a ride to Reno and Lake Tahoe. It was their vacation and mine, too.  My first introduction to those places, which I love. That's where I went back to on my most recent visit to Nevada.


She had a drug problem. I found out when she started "borrowing" money. it wasn't hard to say goodbye to her. Along the way I met Mary, alias Mimi, at the Cottontail, and that started a six-year GFE relationship.


I guess I always valued quality over quantity. I found myself going back to her. Plus it was nice knowing what to expect, that takes some of the nervousness out of it. Also she lived in nearby (to me) Michigan, so when she was home for vacation, I would go up there to see her. I would pay her the same as in the brothel. I met her husband, he liked me because I always had good weed. He would babysit their daughter while Mary and I went to the hotel. Once she asked me to bring him a pint of whiskey and I happily complied and even paid for it myself.


This all came to a crashing end when he announced he had found someone else and was taking their daughter and leaving. She called me up and said she needed $  for bus fare, SHE was taking their daughter and leaving. I never heard from her again. I called her husband who was upset at me because i had sent her the money to escape, and lo and behold, I was right back into all the emotional drama and heartbreak again that I had sought to avoid. It would be a while before I got back on my feet again and by then I had gotten on the (brand new for me) internet. I know it's taking time but I am building up to 2018.

[billwh]

Around the year 2000 and on : I don't know if it was because I was getting "older" or what, but I just didn't have the desire any more. I became focused on work. My goal was to retire at age 60, so I put in a lot of hours, put 30% into the 401k, and stopped going to Nevada. I figured once I did successfully retire I would have lots of time for other things.


I did retire in January of 2012. That spring I bought a new car and began my annual "spring break" road trip out west. And that road trip has become a tradition. Sometime in March, April or May, I am in the car, and driving anywhere between 4,500 and 5,200 miles round trip. And loving every minute of it.


On this year's trip, I was driving on I-80 through North Nevada. I stopped in at the Stockmens Inn in Elko. Just for the heck of it, I took a walk down third street through the so-called red light district. At the end of the road stood PJ's. It was now closed and apparently had been for some time. I thought back to the times I had with Mary there. Good times. But with the realization that that had been 25 years ago. Then I thought back to last time I had had sex, and I was almost shocked to realize it had been that long.


I went home and did my research on the internet, including this form, the other forum and also individual brothels' websites. I came to the conclusion that this was what i HAD to do; go to  Nevada brothel and get laid. I didn't want to wait until I got too old and no longer cared at all.


So, I made the reservations to fly out to Reno, rent a car and go to Elko. I had one place picked out: Inez's
I think this will take a separate thread to do it justice. I'll start that thread soon.

[Slednx]

All those trips from Reno to Elko and you didn't stop by "The Line" in the Muck? The 90's were great down there, five different butt huts, independently owned, right next to one another.


At least you mentioned PJ's in Elko. I miss the young hotties they would get, it was the most hip of all the houses in Elko, come on...they had a black and white checkerboard floor, it doesn't get more 90's than that! You ever party with Amy at Sues Hotel California? White girl with dark hair, she was my first ATF. I miss the overnights with her.

[billwh]

Talking about Winnemuca? No never there. For that six year period I went wherever Mary was working. Maybe I should have gotten around more. At age 66, I am now trying to make up for lost time, so there is no telling where I wind up, but I like Elko the best now. Good to hear from you, obviously you've been around.

[Slednx]

Yes, locals refer to it as the Muck. No more houses down there anymore. It declined after the 90's, the quality of the ladies, then there were only two houses left, now none open.


I applaud you for following your ATF around. As a native , I just went to the one nearest where I was when I was horny! I liked fucking young hard bodies , nothing more, nothing less.

[billwh]

I totally understand guys that want variety. In fact, that's probably the natural way, guys want to spread their "pollen" on as many flowers as possible. LOL


I've noticed over the years all the brothels that have closed. Fran's/Angel's Ladies, The Cottontail, Bobby's, the ones in Winnemucca and I wonder why. Somewhere I read that more guys are going to the internet and finding independent escorts, many of whom once worked at brothels. I went that way 2002-2004 and I struck it lucky in that they were exactly as advertised. I can see advantages to that and brothels. I've driven all over the state of Nevada; since I first went there, I've probably logged enough miles to go to the moon and back.


I sincerely hope LPIN continues forever.