Before plunging into the deepest, darkest unknown, you've got to secure an intrepid guide -- Sir Edmund Hillary had Tenzing Norgay, and Indiana Jones had a cheeky 12-year-old Vietnamese boy. Introducing the "Short Round" of Nevada whorehouses: Pat.
An unabashed "regurlar Brothel goer", Pat's john-ing spans 40 years, six countries, and only one STD (not bad for a guy whose bio's entitled Who Am I: My Life with Prostitutes).
His Verizon MySite serves as an earnest, comprehensive reference to the 36th State's many cathouses: from Reno to Pahrump, Pat provides ratings ("attractive ladies at fair prices", "super model type ladies", etc), pricing info, and nearby hotel suggestions, as even men who pay for sex appreciate clean bedsheets.
The venereal veteran also proffers invaluable advice, from the humanistic "Don't pick from a lineup…take time to talk to the courtesan", to the chilling, "If you are a psycho or likely to be a stalker, please stay away and leave the lady alone".
Most importantly, Pat offers detailed directions to hard-to-find bordellos (i.e., "The entrance looks like a truck turn around spot") -- because as informative as his guidebook is, "The only way to know if a Brothel is for you. Is to see it for yourself." Thank you. Pat.