High Priced escorts
Las Vegas madam Jami Rodman, aka Haley Heston.
Wednesday, Sept. 23, 2015 | 2 a.m.
Haley Heston’s escort agency in Las Vegas with its $1, 500-a-night gorgeous call girls erupted into a worldwide headline scandal when three-time Olympian Suzy-Favor Hamilton revealed that she was one of the city’s most-sought-after escorts leading a double life as Kelly Lundy — wife, mother and American sweetheart, and charging as much as $1, 000 an hour for sexual favors.
Now Haley has revealed her real-life name of Jami Rodman, a small-town girl from a Christian family in Oregon, and lifted the curtain on how her high-class agency ruled the world’s oldest profession for a new book, “The Las Vegas Madam: The Escorts, The Clients, The Truth.”
The candid narration of the underground Las Vegas world of sex and hookers is her story of the quest for sexual adventures in Sin City. Some of the individual rates were as high as five figures for 24-hour dates.
Jami’s shockingly honest and unforgettable memoir of her 10-year run building one of the most elite escort agencies in the nation will be published in December and is now available for pre-order at Amazon.com. Her story exploded in December 2012 and again in January 2013 when ex-Olympian Suzy was revealed, and Jami, then 35, was named by the Smoking Gun as the agency chief.
Jami was never arrested in connection with the operation of the escort agency. She was briefly jailed for failing to appear in court on a speeding citation in August 2012.
Suzy’s memoir, “Fast Girl: A Life Spent Running From Madness, ” is a wrenching recollection of the demons that drove the track and field Olympic star to work as a $600-an-hour Las Vegas prostitute and was published last week. The women remain good friends, and Suzy encouraged Jami to write her life story.
On a recent return visit to Las Vegas where she watched “Sexxy” at Westgate Las Vegas, Jami, 37, met up with me for this brain-spinning, two-part interview that details her rise from small-town girl to high-priced call girl to madam.
It’s a cocktail of erotic pleasures, big money and hot women rubbing shoulders with wealthy men between the sheets. Looking at Jami, she’s the last woman you’d ever think was a queenpin of the sex business. She dressed demurely, wearing a modest, over-the-knee skirt, and is quietly pretty and definitely not a voluptuous bombshell.
First of all, why did you get into the business?
It’s the infamous subject. In Las Vegas, everything seems a little unconventional based on our former lives. Most of us there are transplants. To my friends and I, escorting was more logical, and often safer, than the dating scene. We were young and living in a city where one-night stands were the norm following a long night of clubbing.
Beautiful people selling sex was seemingly everywhere — on billboards, in magazines, ads for nightclubs and restaurants — and the more provocative one was, the better she did financially. So when the tipping point presented itself — I was cocktail waitressing and dancing at a strip club, plus flat broke with bills to pay — I took it.
It just feels normal. The sex industry in Las Vegas is more open than it is anywhere else. It’s the backbone of the city. Driving down the street, going to a nightclub, even the billboards for sushi restaurants show mostly naked women. It’s the culture of the city.
Except for one thing: Prostitution is illegal in Las Vegas. It’s OK in Pahrump, Nye County, but not here in Clark County.
Well, prostitution is not legal from a textbook standpoint, but we all know that it’s the unspoken draw and lure for a lot of people. I mean what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Do something you’ve never done before. I have not lived here for a couple of years, but every time I come back, I see new taglines that seem to hint that it’s a sexual playground and do everything you want to do, get it out of your system, go home and be a new person for it.
It is illegal. I can’t really talk about all the legal issues of what I was doing until December when the book is published. So as far as the escort agency and keeping it more as a modeling agency, I mean we all know that the escort agencies exist. You see the “1-800 girls direct to you” billboard signs, and they’re still there; they’re not pulled off the Strip.
You see the card slappers down on the Strip in front of the hotels and everywhere else. There are modeling agencies. What we did was provide companionship. We did not provide prostitution services. When a guy hires a woman for companionship or a date, it’s because he wants to feel good about himself.
Go out for a drink, sit across from a pretty woman and have a conversation that doesn’t involve a to-do list or the kids need schoolbooks or college tuition needs to be paid or I need a new car, so, ching, ching, can I be the ATM. He just wants to have a carefree evening and know that at the end of the night he’s feeling better about who he was.
You have a delightful way of putting it. We can now mention that the book is out in December, yes?
It is, yes. It will be released Dec. 11. It’s available for preorder now at Amazon.com and on Kindle. It’s for any woman who wants to know what her husband really wants in the bedroom. Any man who wants to know what an escort is really thinking when they’re together.
You’re described as the infamous Las Vegas Madam. Are you out of the business, or are you still a madam?
I’m not in the business. I left after all of the drama, but I still maintain friendships with many of the girls. I didn’t madam them out, per se. I started an agency at the suggestion of a client I was dating at the time. It seemed like a good idea. All of us in Las Vegas felt the economic downturn pretty hard.
I had a lot of friends from my previous escort days, and they were all looking for a way to increase business. I could use the added income while my other business got off the ground. Over the course of a weekend, I started building a website, and, a few months later, there we were.