Blind Item #15 - A House On St. Charles Blind
So, let me tell you a story. Back in the day, like many yachters. the alliterate one was looked at to be a honeypot. To be honest, she just wasn't very good at it. It wasn't that she wasn't willing to have sex with people or try to seduce them or do any kind of fetish they wanted to try, it is just that she didn't have that I'm so desperate to have sex with you thing that I will give away all my secrets. To be fair, most yachters are horrible at being honeypots. They are good at getting guys to part with their money by stroking their ego and doing things in bed their wife won't do. That doesn't get you state secrets.
This little bit is something I actually shared with the people writing the book. Even they didn't know the whole back story. Oh, they knew some of it and what the alliterate one was willing to do, but here for the first time is the part of the story, the friends didn't know.
Go back a little more than a decade. We were there not long before, but we are going slightly further back. Christmas time. The holidays. The alliterate one is traveling overseas. This is a big deal to her. She is being recognized as the B+ list star she is. This always mysterious A- list singing actress was traveling with her. That actress has about a million connections to everyone and everything. I call her the octopus. Anyway, our actress introduces the alliterate one to a very wealthy guy. He is actually a minor sheikh/royal cousin and the A- list actress vouches for him. The sheikh and the alliterate one talk and then have dinner which cost many thousands of dollars. The sheikh gives the alliterate one a card and says to contact him after the first of the year.
The alliterate one calls him in January. The sheikh puts her on a private jet and they meet in New Orleans. The meeting lasts for only a few hours. It was supposed to be a two day trip but there was a death in the family of the sheikh and he had to fly home. He flies the alliterate one back home and says someone will be in touch.
No one gets in touch until about the first week of March. It isn't the sheikh, it is the alliterate one's old friend who is bearing a message from the sheikh. They would consider it a wonderful favor if she will take a trip and have sex with a gentleman who will be at a party. Her good friend tells her it will be recorded, but that no one will ever see or hear the recording except the man who is going to be blackmailed.
So, the alliterate one flies overseas, does what she has to do and as darling likes to paraphrase, does the special shower thing. Anyway, she flies home and then is summoned to a consulate north of the border where she is given a very special present and a note from the now ruler of a country who had a death in the family a few months earlier. The gift was something that has been lied about more than any other gift the alliterate one has ever received. Even the cuck doesn't know the truth. It was also because of the performance of the alliterate one that weekend that she was introduced to the cuck.
