I have 3 brothel traditions as I drive to the ranch that started in 2021 on my first trip. 1. I play a song by Ak0n and Sn00p D0gg dog that mention the subject of “love”. I was 15-20 minutes away from partying in a brothel for the first time ever and recently downloaded some new tunes for my trip. I naturally chose to play this song before such an upcoming intimate moment and it was spot on as it was very appropriately themed for the occasion. I have learned there is no shortage of songs that reference "love". Anyone else notice how there’s an abundant amount of songs about love? 2. When I drive to the 3 ranches, I always like to make a right turn on Newman Lane one street before near the wrecking yards and not the primary way of Kit Kat Drive. This is my fun way of pretending to be slick and sly of not driving to the ranches even though my intentions are clearly of course is to drive to the ranches. They say 2 wrongs don’t make a right, but one right on Newman Lane and naturally following the road 2 left turns gets me to the cul-de-sac of ranches and sure do like where that gets me! 3. After my first party, I was partially escorted to my car outside and the lady I partied with saw my ride and playfully and enthusiastically said, “It’s a (fill in the blank)!” regarding my type of car. I wasn’t going to show her my car, but I thought that was nice of her to acknowledge my ride and take an interest in what I take pride and joy in. Now it has been a tradition to show the lovely lady with whom I partied with my wheels outside and to do a brief 5 minute show-and-tell and then to say goodbye. These are my traditions of how I roll into the brothels. What is/are your traditional practices as you head to the ranches?
That’s cool! Since I never do lineups, and I’m in contact with the lady or ladies I want to party with, I often send a text when I’m about to leave home. I then drive the long stretch of road known as I-80. There will be food stops, gas stops, and toilet breaks along the way. When I make it to my hotel room, I’ll send a text telling my intended lover(s) that I’ve made it safely and checked into my hotel room, and I will see them the following day. It does depend on where I’m staying. Wells would be a day trip. Elko an overnight. Carson is a weekend. The following day is party day. I can’t do a full day, so it might be in the afternoon or evening. After the party, I might hit the casino. I seem to have great luck after a party. The ladies are my good luck charm. On the day I go home, I’ll send a text telling the lady or ladies that I’m heading home. Often, they’ll ask me to let them know when I’ve made it home so I do. That’s my tradition.
My tradition when our driver delivers me and my luggage to the Ranch is to make myself a cup of tea and then greet whatever ladies I know from before and say hello to the other ladies I haven't met before. I just unpack my toothbrush and immediate toiletries that night. It's the next day that I unpack and get my room together
Such traditions indeed. Since 2 years ago what I do is relatively ordered. I shave ALL over the parts of me that matter the most then shower thoroughly and top off with premium deodorant. Just minutes after that I make the 270 mile drive to Carson, listening to my vast variety of music for entertain. Once in town I always have some kind of meal beforehand, last time I partied on an empty stomach I somehow puked my guts out in the vip oval office. Then I refuel at the Maverik on rt 50 a few miles from the ranches, chewing mint gum to refresh. After the session I hightail it straight back home, the rush of the party makes me alert AF when driving through the mountains in the middle of the night. It's ultimately a day trip since I have dependents to take care of but still very worth it.
I always diet and work out for a week leading up to it so I go hard and get the most out of my party. I also always wear my lucky (insert team here) hat
My brothel tradition is after my days off home (I live local) I always like to do a manifestation of what I’d like my work week to look like.. I like to manifest the people I wanna meet, the parties I wanna have and the amount I’d like to make. Most of the time it comes true haha.
The one I started recently is I try and find a unique, strange but interesting gift to give her when I visit. Last time it was a lock box with skeleton hands holding a heart and inside the heart is the key to the lock box. This time is something that is artistic but terrifying at the same time.
I pack and load my car the day before I leave. Take my mom to lunch and go buy road snacks (jerky, red vines, chips, a gallon of water, gator juice, and maybe a couple of 5 hour energy shots). Prep my coffee for the morning- at home I use a French press and old fashioned hand crank bean grinder. My doggo gets extra treats and playtime. I look around me and visualize what I want my surroundings to be. Get up in the morning, hug the parental unit and the canines, heat up water, grab my filled french press and my coffee cup and hit the highway. Top off at the first truck stop, fill the tank again halfway to Mound House. I've done this drive enough that I know where the best (cleanest) pit stops are and all the places where I don't have radio or cell service. I have about 6 hours of music downloaded- everything from The Pistol Annies to Bulgarian trap music. When I turn onto Kit Kat Drive, I yell "hello houses!!" I'll scope the parking lot for vehicles that might belong to a customer. If it looks like there's people at the house, I just take my purse and prepare to scoot through the parlor to the kitchen like a ninja. Saying hi takes however long it takes. I miss everyone when I'm gone so there's lots of hugs (my favorite part)! Find my room, say "hello room, hello house" with my hand on the wall and take a moment to appreciate the space and all the fun things I do here. Then, I answer messages and rest my gas pedal leg. I'll grab the hotel cart and bring my things in sometime that night.
