in full view of a judge and several lawyers.
Metaphorically, of course.
Christie Brinkley’s estranged husband said Wednesday he had sex with his teenage lover in his office, then paid her $300,000 while hoping to keep their affair quiet. He also showered her with spending money, including $500 hidden under a rock.
Was it a rock or a c–k?
I know there are no winners when such embarrassing, humiliating details are paraded for tabloids and me to consume like pathetic vultures. No one comes out looking pure and innocent.
But, but, but there is a public service announcement for the married who like to dabble on the side:
Do it at your peril.