Spitzer, blah-blah-blah
March 11th, 2008




Let’s get down to brass tacks, shall we? What I want to know is what this all means:

The appointment was originally booked for four hours and, as Client 9 made his way toward the room, Ms. Lewis asked Kristen to send her a text message when he left. Kristen sent her a message at 12:02 a.m., the appointment having lasted more than an hour.

When she called Ms. Lewis, they discussed the client’s reputation as a “difficult” man who sometimes asked the prostitutes “to do things you might not think were safe,” Ms. Lewis said. But Kristen, according to court papers, was prepared: “I have a way of dealing with that,” she is quoted as having told Ms. Lewis. “I’d be like, Listen, dude, you really want the sex? …You know what I mean.” The fact was that Kristen liked him, though, and told Ms. Lewis that he wasn’t all that difficult.

“I mean, it’s just kind of like … whatever … I’m here for a purpose,” the affidavit quotes her as saying. “I know what my purpose is. I am not a … moron, you know what I mean.”

Ms. Lewis complimented Kristen on her sang-froid, telling her, “You look at it very uniquely, because … no one ever says it that way.”

“Things you might not think were safe”? Is that a common euphemism?

I have to say, I’m not surprised. When the story broke yesterday, my first thought was, Dude must be into some kinky stuff because otherwise, no politician/actor/musician has to pay for sex. If the Gov needed some love, all he had to do was walk down the hall at the office and pick up a hot, star-struck 20-year-old intern.

That he was paying for it suggests that he wanted more than just a normal good time, no?

Of course, there are other, more innocent explanations. Maybe he’s a Never-Nude?



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