The Art Of The Pimp: One Man's Search For Love, Sex, And Money - Plot & Excerpts
With Suzette by my side, we had transformed the place. It had a swanky new parlor, clean rooms, Jacuzzis, a swimming pool, and a full bar. But the biggest change had nothing to do with the fortune I’d poured into construction. The biggest change was my girls. I had the best girls in Nevada. Suzette got calls every day, from all over the country, from girls who’d been told the BunnyRanch was hands down the best whorehouse in the state. Working there was fun, they were told. You negotiated your own deals, arranged your own parties, made lots of friends, and you left whenever the hell you felt like leaving. For many of my girls, the BunnyRanch was the closest thing they’d ever had to a family. Five years earlier, when I first settled in Nevada, the business was basically legalized pimping. The brothels had total control over the girls. There were several brothels on Homestead Road in southern Nevada, for example, which were collectively described as Homestead Road Women’s Prison. Many of those places hadn’t changed much over the years.
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