hello this is madam Vanessa, las vegas talk of the town 1970’s,
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Here are our special 1970 ads from our las vegas gossip paper, our panorama
Blue acid, head shop for beauty, a complete beauty salon, now at 1231 e. Charleston,
in the 1970 this must be by Maryland and Charleston, maybe by a t gand y discount store, on the other side would be the associates , a loan place then and maybe the bar I apply at 2 times in 1985 and also we have a 76 gas station, now we have a saver’s store there .
the next ad I have for is peace and welcome is the greeting from Erika and tony owners of the gypsy Viking , a chic and unique clothing boutique. I never saw this place in las vegas in the 1970’s. another ad says peace and love are advocated by billie hamamura as she models an original leather outfit tailored at the blue acid, a new and exciting clothing shop, where was this place in las vegas in the 1970’s.
Yesterday , I started to share with my writng, about meeting my best friend in 972, madam dee, who was 32 years young and really had 4 children ,being raised by her mom, and I guess madam dee was a prostitute to feed her family and would go home to see her kids.
as re write this true story of my life with my best friend dee in 1972 -1973, this is not easy for me to write.
yesterday I wrote my handsome date and I arrived at our villa de este bar on convention center , in December of 1972. We walked up the stairs and enter this big busy bar with only one good looking bartender and many people in this bar . my date is wearing a striped suit with lots of black hair and glasses and in his forties.
this nice man introduced to me to bartender mike as a hooker.
my date told me to give my tel# to mike the bartender , here for dates with money with men who came to the bar.
then my date and sat at the bar and ordered our drinks and I always drank a coke or kahula and milk when ever I went out into a bar in las vegas then, so everyone would believe that I was 21 years young and not a minor. I never slept with this date, this good looking man.
but mike the bartender at our villa de este bar, called me one nite to take care of him sexually , to get dates, so naïve as I was I slept with bartender mike, this guy was tall and handsome and a good lover to please a woman. and he never got me any dates to party with for sex and money.
so I just wrote now , how men could use me sexually to lie to get me sex dates for money,
and if you want to be a prostitute , you will always meet men telling they will get you sex dates to make money, but they just want to screw you for free. I say as madam Vanessa, this is something to think about.
so my date and I had our drinks and , my new friend dee had to be sitting alone by herself with a drink and my date for the nite introduced me to dee
and dee and I both knew we are hookers out for the evening trying to make money by selling our bodies to guy for sex and money.
dee and exchanged phone numbers together, iguess I was finally glad to meet another prostitute, I could become friends with and have someone to spend time in the daytime and not be so alone, is what a hooker’s life was for me. I could also talk to dee , about my hard and strong life and making money as a hooker, which felt pretty good to me then.
my friend dee lived in older small apt with her boyfriend jimmy, who was a cook at hotel in 1972 and I knew jimmy liked me to look at me to sleep with.
dee liked me coming to her apt in the daytime to feed me lunch and for me to relax at her apt.
when I write this true story of my life, I wish I could have re- met my friend dee in 1985 12 years later , but I knew my friend dee was not here and left las vegas a long time ago and was in heaven , for using the drug speed. I inwardly knew dee and her man jim were speed users then in the 1970’s.
this is madam Vanessa signing off.
thank you, madam vanessa
all the women I met in las vegas in 1972 as a seller of sex , donot want to be friends with you if you are a prostitute, that is just the way things are then.
so my friend dee and could go out together now to lounges and hotel lounges to meet men to buy us drinks and party with.