It was the 1980’s, I convinced the head prostitute at the Mustang Ranch to go back to LA with me. She rented a u haul I drove. We made a stop in a small town in Nevada and I got to know the son of the owner of the town
It was the 1980’s, I convinced the head prostitute at the Mustang Ranch to go back to LA with me. She rented a u haul I drove. We made a stop in a small town in Nevada and I got to know the son of the owner of the town