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He resigned today.

4000 a night... he could have had 6 Korean girls for that kinda money!

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I lol'd at all the 40-something dudes leaving comments and telling her to 'hang in there' and that if she 'needs to talk [they will] be there for you'. She's a high-priced hooker, people.

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who will now make even more money by writing a book. she can claim personal responsibility for new yorks first black/blind governor

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honestly, he should have stayed governor. i mean who hasn't fucked a hooker muthafucker.

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muthafucker, you need to get aids.

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^ thats the only pic where she looks banging.

there are a bunch of other pics here

http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2008/0312084kristen1.html

NOT WORTH $5K (an hour) AT ALL EWWWW

from what i understand the "agency" she worked for have girls who charge UP TO this amount for a night, depending on what level of girl/service you receive. There have been reports she was paid between 3000 to 4000 a night not 5000 an hour.

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from what i understand the "agency" she worked for have girls who charge UP TO this amount for a night, depending on what level of girl/service you receive. There have been reports she was paid between 3000 to 4000 a night not 5000 an hour.

ohh fasho. I guess that 5k an hour was just digg speculation then lol. I giver her 9/10 for body but she has a horse face so like 5/10 in my book. If I were spitzer i'd rather fuck my wife for free hahah

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ohh fasho. I guess that 5k an hour was just digg speculation then lol. I giver her 9/10 for body but she has a horse face so like 5/10 in my book. If I were spitzer i'd rather fuck my wife for free hahah

Agreed but after a point the price is not about the quality of the woman. It's about privacy.

Admittely ironic, but Spitzer got caught because he he was sloppy. Paid by bank transfer - his bank turned him onto the Feds.

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http://pajamasmedia.com/2008/03/ive_seen_my_share_of_spitzers.php

So New York Governor Eliot Spitzer resigned because the FBI discovered he was sleeping with expensive call girls. America, predictably, went crazy. A man cheated on his wife! Quick, call all the pop psychologists and famous feminist authors, and book them for the morning talk shows! And I, a former booking agent at one of New York’s most exclusive escort agencies, just rolled my eyes.

Remember that scene from Casablanca, when Captain Renault declares that he is shocked, shocked to find gambling going on — just as the croupier hands him his winnings? I keep thinking of that scene when I read about all those politicians who are baying for Spitzer’s blood. Because I know, and they know, that almost all of them have been escort agency clients too. Show me a rich and powerful man between the ages of 35 and 60 who has never paid an escort for sex, and I will show you a man who is a very rare exception.

But why would a rich, powerful and handsome man pay for extra-marital sex? Aren’t there tons of women waiting to throw themselves at him for free? Yes, there are. But those women always want something: they want attention, intimacy and romance. They want to enjoy the high of sleeping with a powerful man. Escorts don’t want or care about any of those things. At least one of the articles about the 22 year-old escort who slept with Spitzer implied that she didn’t even know who he was. Based on my experience, I think it’s highly unlikely that she knew or cared. She was in it for the money, and she had as much to hide as he did.

One high-powered New York attorney explained it to me like this: “Of course I love my wife. Escorts have nothing to do with that. She comes to my hotel room and I don’t have to know her name, because they all use fake names like Amber and Kimberly. I don’t have to worry about how she feels or what she wants. It’s a simple exchange: I give her a thousand bucks, we have a good time for a couple of hours, she goes away and we never have to see each other again.â€

A thousand dollars is nothing for these men. Money has little value; because no matter how hard they try they will never be able to spend their hundreds of millions. And if you are about to say that for a thousand bucks those girls must supply the best sex in history, then you really do not understand this world. Because it is not about sex; it is about power. And the simple act of ordering up an anonymously pretty 22 year-old girl to do your bidding in the salubrious confines of a luxury hotel suite is an act of power.

So, how common is this escorts plus rich-and-powerful men phenomenon? Really common. So common, that one aspiring model who worked for my agency told me she was leaving her midtown apartment, which was located near the luxury hotels, white shoe law firms and hedge funds of Manhattan, and moving downtown because she could not poke her head out her front door without running into a client. The aspiring model, by the way, started working as an escort because, as she put it, “I have sex with photographers and agents for free, just because they promise that they might get me a modeling job. At least with the escort agency clients I know for sure that I’ll get paid.â€

The clients at my agency ranged from Saudi princes — including one who showed me his Harvard ID card when he came to the office to pay in advance by credit card for a night with two girls – to ordinary Wall Street billionaires. A lot of them were nice family guys — albeit the kind who could afford eight bedroom apartments on upper Madison Avenue, a weekend estate in the Hamptons, a full time driver and a private plane. They took me out for lunch at the Four Seasons and we talked about books and politics. Anything but sex. I went because I enjoyed their company. They were smart, interesting, well-educated men.

In fact, I rarely discussed sex with the escorts, either. This was for the protection of all of us: if we were ever questioned by the police, we could safely stick to the story that the clients paid for companionship, and that sex was something that happened between two adults but it certainly was not the service we offered. The only time I heard specifics about clients from the escorts was when the client was “difficult.†If I heard the same complaint from more than two girls, I would either blacklist the client or make sure that I sent a girl who could handle his type.

Take, for example, the CEO of an international airline who was a cocaine freak. Once a month, usually over a weekend, he would check into a suite at the Pierre, call the agency and book a dozen or so girls. He would book the girls for four hours each, staggered over the following two days. According to the girls, all he did was sit half-naked on his bed next to a mountain of cocaine, which he snorted constantly while crying about his divorce and the stress he endured at work. As the hours progressed, he would become increasingly paranoid and irrational. Every so often he would pass the tray of cocaine over to the girl and insist that she take some. So I would only send girls who had long hair, which they used to hide the fact that they were not really snorting the cocaine but rather brushing it aside; and I would make sure the girls were sufficiently tough to handle a guy who would occasionally sidle up to the window, look down and mutter that “they might be coming to get him.â€

Once, that particular client ran out of cash toward the end of the weekend. In a shaking voice he asked me to please let him pay by check, because he just could not be alone. So I agreed, because he was a regular client. The next day I took the check to his private bank and exchanged it for several thousand dollars in cash — after the clerk, who had the client on speed dial, called to verify that the shaky signature was really his.

Another “difficult†client would offer the girls $40,000 in cash if she would agree to have intercourse without a condom. Or there was the one who like to watch girls defecate on a glass table. And then there was the Wall Street guy who had a closet full of sado costumes. He would instruct the girls to wear them and perform for him while he sat in an armchair wearing only an adult diaper.

But most of the clients were of the cookie-cutter variety: rich, powerful, cynical and married. About 95 percent of the clients were married. I remember one who was flipping through the photo album in the office, pointing approvingly at various escorts’ bathing suit shots, while carrying on a mobile phone conversation with his wife. Apparently she was redecorating, and they could not agree on the colors for his office.

Yes, I did become cynical, jaded and confused. On the one hand I could not deny the basic reality of supply and demand. None of these girls was coerced into selling her body for money. Most of them came from middle-class backgrounds, and many had been accepted to universities. But they dropped out as soon as they discovered that they could make $20-30,000 a month as an escort.

Then they got addicted to the money and the lifestyle. And then one day, usually between the ages of 25 and 28, once they’d developed that knowing, experienced look that clients instinctively disliked, they found that themselves in a classic bind: they were addicted to high living but could no longer pay for it; they had no marketable skills; and years of late nights and lazy days had left them with no self-discipline. What to do? The really smart ones pulled themselves together and, with the help of a sympathetic client, started some kind of a business. Others married rich, cynical, older men in a sort of paid-wife arrangement. Those were the most common stories. I did not inquire into the fate of the girls who sort of faded away. I did not want to hear about their loneliness and poverty.

So the value of the escorts declined rapidly as they aged. Meanwhile, the value of the clients increased because they accumulated more money and more power. I could not make my peace with the power imbalance, even though I understood intellectually that the men would always want to pay women for sex, and there would always be women who wanted to be paid for sex.

But as a modern woman brought up to believe in romance, intimacy, equality between the sexes and monogamy, I had a really hard time dealing with the dawning understanding that the very men I’d been taught to value — my peers, as it were — were pretty atavistic types. They seemed to prefer whores in the bedroom and ladies in the salon.

And so, we come to Spitzer’s wife. Apparently, she urged her husband not to resign. I can understand her. They may have stopped having sex years ago, as many high-powered couples do. If so, she knew he had not stopped having sex altogether — just with her. And if so, she stayed with him because she enjoyed being the wife of the attorney general, and then the wife of the governor. She liked the social perks, and the money. And she may have loved him, despite it all.

As long as they kept up appearances, everything was fine. She had her life, he had his, and they had the kids. But now, the mask of hypocritical social propriety has been ripped off. Her female friends are all looking at their husbands, knowing that they dodged a bullet. And Mrs. Spitzer must figure out how to maintain her dignity in the face of mainstream America’s hypocritical opprobrium.

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that article bitched... there needs to be more fucking (i would prefer without the exchange of money) and less focus on "relationship"

do you want to nut? yes i do. me too, lets fuck. end of story

and to those who said ol girl is "horsed" faced, nigguh get a grip...

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http://garyweiss.blogspot.com/2008/03/eliot-spitzer-and-b-word.html

Eliot Spitzer and the 'B Word'

How long has Eliot Spitzer been patronizing prostitutes?

To me that's the only question worth exploring in the Eliot Spitzer sex scandal. Reading the New York Times article, you have to wonder if he's been "No. 9" or some other number with other hookers for a long time. While he was attorney general, for instance?

That's because the key word here is not "hypocrisy" or "morality," it's "blackmail." If Spitzer has been patronizing prostitutes, he'd be leaving himself open to being shaken down, perhaps by the mob. The Russian mob is heavily involved in prostitution.

While I doubt that Spitzer would have succumbed to blackmail, had it been attempted, it was a risk he should not have allowed the citizens of the state to take. If, that is, this was not an isolated incident. If it was, then this is a big, fat nothing. (Unless the accusations about his committing a felony in the structuring of his payments to the prostitutes turn out to be true. That ain't nuthin'.)

UPDATE: Congressman Peter King made the same point in National Review Online:

"Spitzer himself was very severe going after prostitution rings that had to do with white collar crimes. He was very hard-nosed with his tactics. To leave himself open to blackmail — putting himself and the state in a compromised position like that — it's just awful."

So did Dealbreaker:

That a man so versed in the blackmail style of prosecution would so readily open himself up to that dark art is, at the very least, extraordinary. One would think that a man who deployed his aides to whisper about a corporate executive allegedly “banging†his assistant, would be wise enough to the ways of the world to avoid putting himself in a position where he could be blackmailed. That he lacked such wisdom—or ignored it—shows a reckless disregard for the responsibilities of the high office to which the people of New York elected him.

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From the Los Angeles Times

Spitzer's prostitute a 'Girl Gone Wild

And Girls Gone Wild founder Joe Francis is already capitalizing on scandal.

By Gina Piccalo

Times Staff Writer

Fresh out of prison, the irrepressible Girls Gone Wild founder Joe Francis is already capitalizing on scandal, culling his archives for footage of call girl-turned-MySpace star Ashley Alexander Dupre and promising to release his findings on girlsgonewild.com "shortly."

It turns out that Dupre, identified last week as the prostitute who was hired to visit former New York Gov. Eliot Spitzer at a Washington D.C. hotel in February, appeared in a 2003 "Girls Gone Wild" Spring Break production during an especially raucous weekend in Miami celebrating her 18th birthday, Francis said in a news release Tuesday.

"After fighting with a friend and getting thrown out of her hotel, Ms. Dupré sought out a nearby Girls Gone Wild bus, signed her paperwork and immediately began filming," the news release stated. "Ms. Dupré spent a full week on the GGW bus and shot seven full length tapes that included nudity and same sex contact. Dupré later took a Greyhound Bus home."

The discovery was a surprise to Francis. Just this morning, (3/18), he'd offered Dupre $1 million to host his 2008 Girls Gone Wild Spring Break Tour and pose for his new GGW magazine. But he wisely withdrew that costly offer when someone – he won't say who – tipped him off to the fact that he already had sexy footage of Dupre.

In the news release, Francis likened Dupre to "a cloud that keeps circling back over the landscape."

The irony of this statement was apparently lost on the GGW founder and CEO.

Francis, who served 11 months in a Nevada prison for two counts of tax evasion, was released a week ago from Nevada custody so he could face charges in Florida related to filming 17-year-old girls in a shower. A day later, he pleaded no contest in Florida to child abuse and prostitution charges and the judge released him on time served and fines. Then, he jumped on a plane and flew to L.A. to hold a press conference at the Beverly Hilton Hotel to herald his return to public life.

Francis still faces charges in L.A. of misdemeanor sexual battery for allegedly touching a woman inappropriately at a party.

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out of all the girls he's drugged and raped, he's only getting charged for "misdemeanor sexual battery for allegedly touching a woman inappropriately at a party."?

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my buddy works at the webhost company that had the prostitution site. he helped them with the sting.

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Guest yorick

so why did he resign? It's not illegal to pay for sex where I'm from.

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bcoz he's not the fukkin Governarh of Melbourne

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link to torrent?

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