I don’t think she’s a 5K an hour hooker - that’s what the Guv paid, which included travel and a ‘credit’ charge for future appointments, I believe.
I’ve seen this comment [he could have had better for free] a few times, and it points out a fundamental misunderstanding of the prostitute/jon relationship. You don’t pay them just for sex. You pay them for sex with no strings. Sex is fairly easy to get, especially if you’re wealthy, famous, and powerful. At that point you’re paying for them to go away and keep quiet about it afterwards. The more valuable a “tell all” story may be, the more you have to pay.
What about these multi-thousand an hour wages
Remember, that’s assuming 14 hour days, seven days a week, 52 weeks a year. Knock it down to a 40 hour work week and you’re looking at an average of $2,500 an hour. A hooker may make a big score like that once a month(extremely rare), once a year(somewhat believable), or once a lifetime(most likely). These guys are pulling it down all the time, and judging by the performance of their company stock, they’re sucking harder than Spitzer’s gal ever did.
Enjoy,
Steven
In Thailand, we have better looking for less than 50 bucks for three hours.
I should think someone was fellating them.
True, but there are some things a diseased crackhead simply won’t do.
Nothing that freaky, from what I can gather. There was some commentary by one of the escorts that he was a “difficult” client but the reference she made seemed to indicate that it was because he liked to go “bareback” and had to be persuaded to wear a condom. More unsafe than freaky, really.
This is kind of bitchy, but I heard she was 5’5" and 105 lbs, so I was expecting more waifish. Does she look 105 to y’all?
Gestalt.
I think she was also being paid for travel time, as she was taking trains round trip NY-DC.
Wow. Her friends aren’t too bright, are they? Logic doesn’t come any more flawless than what’s contained in this comment:
Yeah, but see, it was her.
Her motto is a mangling of Nietzsche: “what destroys me, strengthens me.”
I’m putting the over/under on her Playboy pictorial at three months.
Well, jeez, she’s apparently making enough money that she doesn’t need it. I don’t know what there is to feel sorry about–this girl is gorgeous, has the time and resources to pursue her musical dream and makes a fine living. Sure, she’s been outed as a purveyor of illegal services, but it doesn’t seem to have changed her life in any negative way.
I’d tap dat. But for $5K? Probably not.
Wonder what her Mom thinks? “She’s a hooker, but really, really expensive one.”
I might be willing to suspend my otherwise inflexible “dinner and a show” minimum. If she truly respected me for my mind, of course.
With a mere 1,186,464 hits, of which 1,169,561 were today. Nothing sells like sex, too bad I’m in the wrong industry.
The NY Times had a profile of her. She was not a $5k an hour prostitute, but a $1,000 per hour prostitute. For the agency that she worked, she was considered mid-range:
In the affidavit, the woman the Emperor’s Club called Kristen is described as “an American, petite, very pretty brunette, 5 feet 5 inches, and 105 pounds.” She apparently was booked at about $1,000 an hour, placing her in the middle of the seven-diamond scale by which the prostitutes were paid up to $4,300 an hour.
My Mom has been known to say “honey, do me a favor: if you ever become a hooker, be a highly paid one.”
But my Mom keeps her heart in her wallet, right by the 50€ bills.
Well… she is from the Jersey Shore. As a matter of fact, I believe she graduated from my son’s high school!
Well, that’s a deal breaker right there. If I pay $5K for a hooker, she better be able to quote Also Sprach Zarathustra by heart, in the original German.
Regards,
Shodan