I saw her about six years ago. We had an appointment for 2pm. She called about 10, 15 minutes before that, said she was running a little late. I told her no prob and told myself she scored points for the courtesy call. Almost 5pm she called again. "I'm here. You still want to do this?" Looked out window of my hotel room; she was in the parking lot with her driver. I had already waited that long, figured what the hell. Sure, when I opened the door, she was drop-dead gorgeous, but she was also dressed about as hooker as she could get -- white hot pants, white boots, white fur-lined half-jacket -- in the middle of the afternoon. Real nice and discreet. Never again, not for me.