I was never at the ranch when it was the "Little House" as some people remember it. My first visit was after the new Wild Horse house was open and the Mustang was still a dream in Susan's eyes.
I'd never been to a ranch before but had been surfing the old Nevada Brothel Girls website (what a great site back then). Carolina had just posted how much snow they were getting and that nobody was in the parlor for the Ladies to play with. It was during a blizzard, but I was bored and had nothing better to do. Being the nice guy I am, I jumped in my Chevy Blazer and braved the roads to Exit 28.
I got there eventually, met Carolina, and got my first house tour and first negotiation room visit. I was quite a mess - shy, naive, and nervous - but most of all, broke. Well, a party didn't happen that night, but I did find a remarkable new place to hang out, and eventually learned to relax. Most of all, I found that the brothel workers weren't bad or dirty people as I was led to believe. There are those moments when you truly feel a veil being lifted from one's beliefs... this was one of those.