M I S Q S

Alright.  So my wife and I went over to The El Cortez hotel to dine at the newly named "The Flame" steakhouse (A.k.a. "Roberta's Steakhouse" for those of you who have been around for a while).  I always enjoy eating her with my friends when I come to Vegas and thought I would take my wife for a Valentines day dinner (ok ok, so it was all comped to boot).

On the way back to our strip hotel we are sitting at a red light in front of the Fashion Mall across from the Wynn.  On the sidewalk is a young lady dressed in a tight red dress with a really really short skirt (she had pink panties on if you want to know how short, lmao just kidding on that).  She was a little overweight but by no means fat.  Quite Cute. With a white fur short coat on over her dress and a Tiara on her head.  Standing next to her was an Africian American man that had questionable taste in clothing.  Under his leather coat he had a three sizes to large T-shirt with some kind of graphic on it and those gangsta style overly large pants.  Now he did not look like a low-life, clothes were way too clean looking, but he was definitely trying for that image.

My wife comments "What is a girl like that doing with a guy like him".

I semi-smirk and say "Cause he is pimping her."

"What?"

"He is her pimp,  she is out whoring and he is pimping her to all the lonely hearts on Valentines day".

"No way" she states as she kinda of half laughs.

I say yes he is look.  About that time a white man walks up in his polo shirt and khaki's and starts talking with the man and his "date". I start doing a comedy voice over of the two talking.

"This your whore man?" asks the white guy.

"Yeah, she a fine 'ho.  She just waiting for someone to take her out and show her a good time on this Valentines day."

"You a cop?"

"What!  No man"

"Prove it"

At which point the black man opens his coat up and the white guy kinda pats him down for a wire. 

My wife and I are both laughing at this point.

They talk some more, the black man points to the woman in the red dress and tiera and holds up  5 fingers.  I tell my wife, "See, he is pimping her for $500... probably for an hours time". 

"I can't believe it.  I just can't believe it." 
 
About this time the car behind us honks their horn as the light has changed to green.