ooof, you guys…changing my sleep schedule is proving to be the most difficult challenge I’m having to deal with being here. Last night I worked my first shift (!!!!) and didn’t get off until 4am, and then I slept 3 hours and now I’m wide fucking awake. Which would be fine except I have to work 4pm – 6am tonight, and I have a 9am session tomorrow morning, so the next 24 hours are going to be rough…here’s to hoping I fall asleep in the next 2 hours and get a nap in. Buttt, before I do that I wanted to let you guys know how my day was yesterday, as I’m sure you’re all just sitting at the edge of your seats waiting.
Because I had to wait for my test results to come in and for the doctor to clear me for working I got to spend the majority of my day doing whatever I’d like…I woke up early and did some yoga, went for a run, made a really good breakfast. I took a little nap, watched a movie, and then laid out by the pool for a little reading, it was blissful honestly. I met another bunny while hanging by the pool and she gave me a lot of advice about working here and what it’s like. I thought she seemed pretty cool, but I’ve come to find out that some of the things she told me are bullshit and not true at all. It’s weird being here and not knowing who to trust and who genuinely wants to help you succeed, and who is just trying to steer you in a different direction from them. I would say the thing girls lie about most here are prices, I can’t get a straight answer from anyone regarding what I should charge. Mostly, it seems that the other girls want me to charge high amounts because if I’m hosting parties (that’s what they call your date with the johns) for $500 but they’re demanding 1500-2000 for a party with them, then most likely I (the cheaper offer) will win out. The politics are are very interesting and a little intimidating, and I would say I’m not all that good at knowing when I’m being bullshitted so I’m definitely wary.
I also got to go down to the Sheriff’s office to register and get my whore license, and I have to say, it was nothing like I was imagining. I wanted to walk through a legitimate police station and be able to feel all the cops watching me and judging me, but in reality I sat in a waiting room with some other hookers and two receptionist ladies took care of everything. We never went into the station and we never saw a single cop 😦 But I made friends with some of the other girls who are working at the other houses down here (there’s like 5 brothels in the vicinity of a mile). I wish they were here at TBR because they were so upbeat and friendly and outgoing, I just know working with them would be a fucking party. It’s so cool seeing how different we all are, but then we have this one huge thing in common. And it was really nice to be able to talk with girls who understood what I was going through, they too were all struggling to make friends with the other girls in their houses. Although I must confess, I’m doing really good now! So fingers crossed I get to go out with those girls for brunch sometime before I leave, we’re all in a group text chat titled ‘Whore’s R Us’….snaps to follow if it works out! The planning has been a little tricky because surprisingly, the brothels do not encourage the girls from different houses to hang out or meet up, like I couldn’t invite them over here to hang out when I’m off shift, we would have to pay the driver to come pick us all up and take us somewhere. And even then, it would be a little frowned upon that we’re all fraternizing…but we all agreed to let them frown because having girls here who genuinely want to be your friend and are kind is proving to be a bit of a rarity.
So, I’m officially registered to prostitute at any brothel in the state of Nevada, legally. Which is still fucking wild and splendid to me haha I hope when I leave I get to take my brothel card with me because I want to frame it and hang it on my wall. I would say about 80% of my time here I’m uncomfortable in some way emotionally, but every 10 minutes or so I’m also overwhelmed with gratitude that I’m here. This is just such a cool fucking experience, you have no idea. Well, I’m trying to give you an idea but I definitely feel like I’m coming up short. As I said, last night was my first shift on the floor. I got assigned a big bunny and she kind of showed me the ropes of what to do when a guy picks you as well as go over all of the house rules. I would say I’ve probably broken every rule since being here; I had food in my room, I had my own personal alcohol in my room, I had candles lit in my room, I walked around the house without shoes on…but thankfully it seems that they’re not all that strict in enforcing the rules around here. The binder that has all their policies and rules and such in it is called ‘The Bunny Bible’ which I thought was the cutest fucking thing ever. I got a mini orientation from Jenny, who is honestly such a peach. I get the sense that our politics/views on life are verrry different, but there’s not really much space for that in this house so it hasn’t come up too much. She’s basically every southern gentleman and rednecks walking dream, and she can put away more shots than anybody I’ve ever seen, I’ve become a fast fan. But this is what I learned during orientation, and what you can expect should you ever come through the doors of The Bunny Ranch…
Once the guy rings the door bell, he’s welcomed in by a greeter who then rings a buzzer that goes throughout the whole house. If you hear that buzzer and are on shift, you must come to the lobby for what they call the ‘line up’ (there’s a line on the floor and everything). You’re welcome to come out even if you’re off shift if you feel like working, as long as you’re not worn out or too tired to then work your scheduled shift. So all the bunnies line up in front of the guy, and we’re not allowed to talk to him or each other while we wait for everyone to get there…even if he asks us a question. We are just supposed to stand there, make eye contact and smile. Guys, its so fucking terrifying to be standing there haha the anticipation is almost suffocating. Every time I heard the buzzer go off my heart jumped into my throat and my legs started shaking. It’s a little bit awkward because the guy is already nervous and then there’s just like 14/15 beautiful women wearing next to nothing staring at him with these cheesy smiles on their faces, but somehow it works. So once the bunnies have all arrived the greeter gives a little speech and then we all go down the line and introduce ourselves, “Hi, I’m Harper” and that’s all you get…just that one sentence to try and intrigue him enough so that he will pick you. I’ve never practiced the cadence of 3 words so much in my life. You can’t do anything physically or verbally different that may make you stand out from the rest of the bunnies, you can’t have any of your body parts showing, just very basic and minimal. That’s considered playing dirty. The guy is then instructed to walk up to any girl he pleases, and the party starts from there! Last night I was in four lineups, but haven’t been picked yet which I was totally okay with because I’m still getting a feel for everything. However, there’s definitely something a little bit mentally taxing about standing there and watching guy after guy not pick you, it didn’t like shake me to the core or anything but there’s just this quick feeling of ‘why not me?’ and then it’s gone. After the girl is picked she then gives the guy a mini tour of the ranch or asks if he wants to hang out at the bunny bar and have a drink first, kind of whichever he prefers. We have two different window boxes in the bar that are filled with every pink sex toy you could ever imagine and the guys is welcome (more like encouraged) to buy any that he may want for the party. But we’re all required to have toys of our own anyways, so that part is just an add on. After small talk and getting to know each other, the bunny will invite the guy back to her room for the negotiations…we’re only allowed to negotiate in our bedrooms with the door cracked, nowhere else. And so you either come to an agreement and go from there, or if the bunny and the guy can’t agree on a price for what he’s looking for she’ll bring him back out to the lounge so he can mingle with other bunnies and try to find one who is willing to work in his budget. The big cardinal rule is to not talk with/smile at/make eye contact with any guy who is in the house with another girl…you must act like they’re both completely invisible to you otherwise it could be seen as trying to poach her man. I struggled with that so hard, it’s such a habit to just smile and look at people you’re walking by, but I’m learning quickly that that will put me on a very bad list.
Overall, it all seems pretty straight forward and easy. Last night was fairly slow so we played a few games of Uno and then watched a romcom all cuddling in front of the fireplace in the lounge. I feel like the other bunnies are starting to really like me, which definitely helps with keeping a positive headspace. Once I’m successfully on the appropriate sleeping schedule here I think it’s going to be pure paradise 🙂 I’m excited to see what tonight holds, I’m told Friday and Saturday nights are the busiest….I hope I get picked for a party this evening, cross your fingers!
I’m going to try and take a nap before I have to go get ready, more to come later!