We knew we had a prostitution ring around here, but we didn't know about the stud services reportedly received by this tourist. When Heidi checked in, either one of the bellmen--bellhops, she calls them-- or a desk clerk, apparently started flirting with her immediately, and then, after she took a break to sample some of our famous New York pizza, he put the finishing touches on his seduction. Skip ahead where she starts to ramble on about love and such, and only read the good stuff. Although the account does have a whiff of the creative writing workshop vibe, you can be the judge. For the sake of the Chelsea and her badly soiled reputation, we can only hope that it really is true. To hell with Thailand, for a truely rewarding sex-tourism package, visit the Chelsea. Heidi promises to send the X-rated version of the encounter if you e-mail her.
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