Get Real!

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The less-than-private life of a so-called football star will not go away and even now is being carried by the quality papers.

Here now are two prostitutes who received payment for their ‘services’ to this man and who over the weekend have offered up their apologies for what they have done. Since when have prostitutes been apologising for what they have done? Might it have something to do with the tempting fees paid by some of the newspapers?

Referring to her activities and the effect it had on the so-called footballer’s wife, one of these women is reported to have said, ‘If it was me I would be devastated. It would tear me apart’. The other one chirruped, ‘I'm sorry for all the hurt that you’ve been put through. It was a mistake. I can't apologise enough.’

Get real ladies. You got paid for what you did! And for telling the newspapers!
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How Much?

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The alleged relationship (if it can be called that) between the so-called football star and the so-called escort girl will not go away and dominates the newspapers again this morning.

The latest revelations reminded me of an evening some years ago when I was regularly travelling backwards and forwards to Los Angeles.

I was staying in a very posh hotel in Beverly Hills and, though I am not a lone drinker, for some reason one evening I had need of a stiff drink and so went down to the bar in the basement for one. The place was empty except for a very attractive young woman who started to chat. Eventually she asked me what I did and I told her. I then asked her what she did and she replied in a very matter of fact way, ‘I’m a whore’. Seeing the look of astonishment on my face, she then said, ‘But don’t worry, I’m on my night off!’

We had two drinks while we chatted I remember. She turned out to be a very well-educated person with an interest in the history of art who was extremely articulate and interesting to talk with. At some point she asked me if I would like to go up to the restaurant for some supper but I declined as I had eaten earlier and, in any event, had some work to do.

A couple of days later I found myself again in need of a stiff drink following an extremely difficult day in the office, and I took myself back down to the bar.

The place was completely empty save for the barman who I chatted with for a short while. I couldn’t resist enquiring about the woman I’d seen a few days earlier. She was, apparently, a regular guest at the hotel and also at a couple of the others in the area. She was a model of discretion seemingly, never accosting anyone in the hotel and always arriving with her man who she brought into the bar for a short while before moving off, presumably to her room. She was also, he said extremely expensive.

I didn’t have the courage to ask the woman what she charged and the barman didn’t know. But I do know this morning that the so-called escort girl who is alleged to have had a relationship (if it can be called that) with a so-called football star charged him £1,200 for a few hours of her time.

I wonder if she bought him a drink and was able to chat about the history of art while she was with him?
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