I sound like my dear ol’ dad more and more every day. “The world is going to hell in a handbasket,” he would always exclaim as he saw the latest breaking news story, and typically caused an introspective child to think, “Isn’t the world a bit big for one of Mom’s old apple baskets in the garage?”
The FBI isn’t interested. The U.S. attorney doesn’t care. Everything is fine by local police, and she isn’t breaking any laws. That’s because Natalie Dylan, a made-up name for a real 22-year-old California college grad, is marketing her maidenhead in Nevada, where prostitution is legal.
Amazing how a girl can be a ho, and still be a complete novice at the same time?
You know, she is either a completely depraved individual who seriously needs to find some Christian zealot that will lead her straight to Jesus, or she is a borderline genius business woman. Why?
She has the moxie to do this dastardly deed… and do it in Nevada where “tricks” have nothing to do with a deck of cards… and it’s highly possible she won’t go through this at all. After all the notoriety she is getting, some schlep in a publisher’s office could get her a book deal, she gets the cash with virginity intact and still gets paid.
So why? At least she’s altruistic – twisted and a harlot – but altruistic because young Natalie wants to continue her college education. You know, the economy and all, but that doesn’t stop the dirty, rank old men trolling for hotties on eBay, does it? 401Ks are being depleted in record fashion.
And her inspiration for this legal rouse? Her sister, so says the UK’s Telegraph (quickly becoming a must-read paper for HiScrivener):
Miss Dylan, from San Diego, California, USA, said she was persuaded to offer herself to the highest bidder after her sister Avia, 23, paid for her own degree after working as a prostitute for three weeks. She said she had had a lot of attention from a wide range of men, including “weirdos”, “those who get really graphically sexual about what they want to do to me” and “lots of polite requests from rich businessmen”.
“Polite requests for rich businessmen”?! Seriously? Of course, they are polite! The Viagra wears off in 45 minutes, and the online bid counter has 25 minutes in the hopper. This is pathetic, so sad and yet another reason why My Fair Lady and I are looking into chastity belts circa 1200 A.D. for a certain lil’ Wall Watcher.
Lord, hear our prayer.