Today, like any other day at the office, BWE.tv and TheFabLife.com got a very special surprise visit from 3 of the world’s foremost experts on S-E-X: From left to right, we’ve got Ron Jeremy (whom you have definitely seen having sex with someone), Me (in a striped top that may or may not be window blinds from the new clothing label “Maximize Your Width”), Dennis Hoff (the owner of the Bunny Ranch), and none other than America’s favorite Madam, Heidi Fleiss (who smelled delicious).
So here’s how it went down (and yes, everything in this post will read as a disgusting innuendo, including the word innuendo): My co-worker Libby Keatinge brought the trio by to shoot something for the network. Sitting at my desk blogging, as I do, another coworker informed me that Heidi Fleiss was sitting behind me. Never one to believe another, I responded “GTFO”, but her prodding left me no choice but to whip around in my chair. Indeed, there was Hi-Fli, just kickin’ back and relaxing. Moments later, Ron, Dennis and Co. rolled in, introducing themselves to the small group of us sitting here in shock.
The next thing I know, my coworker asks me to snap a photo of the group of them together — which I did, happily — giving me the perfect opportunity to request a photo of my own self with this amazing crew of folks. I asked the man in the Bunny Ranch hat his name, and Heidi piped in “This is Dennis! Haven’t you ever seen HBO’s Cathouse?” Now, between us, of course I had. Frankly, I’ve seen every sex-related HBO show from Pimps Up, Hos Down to Real Sex 418… but I’m surrounded by co-workers and, more importantly, still had no idea who this guy was. “He owns the Bunny Ranch!”
“Oh!” I smiled. “Good to know! Perhaps you would consider hiring me in case I don’t make it through the next round of layoffs…” I joked. This is when I discovered that people in the sex industry do not really understand sarcasm. Denden rolls up to me and goes “You know, you are beautiful…”, proceeds to grab my hand, and then kiss it in an almost gentlemanly like manner. “How nice” I thought.
And then…
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It’s been a long while since we’ve served up some Blind Items. But this week we were given two juicy bits of gossip, the seeds of which need to be planted in the rich soil that is internet speculation. So here we go!
