And he said, "Thank you very much, little lady." (Actually he said, "for a gratuity", but I'm pretty sure it meant the same thing.)
Elvis was pretty excited about Cassie's Grand Plan. He asked my travel companion and photographer to take a few different poses. To be honest, I'm not sure whether Elvis was as interested in helping me promote my book as he was in getting in a bit of dry humping. We really should have taken video at this point, so you could have seen the hip action. (That's my OMG-embarrassed-hilarious-this-kind-of-thing-shouldn't-be-happening-in-the-street expression below.)
Then he wanted me to grope him for a bit. So I did.
Unfortunately, the feather-headressed showgirls across the road who were next on my photo mission had disappeared by the time I'd finished getting to second base with Elvis. All that was left was a second-rate Spiderman and a Spongebob Squarepants that looked like he'd already done several sinkfuls of very dirty dishes. So I decided to let it go with Elvis.
It's good to be (dry-humping) the king.
Don't forget to send in your photos of Cassie in glam (or just plain bizarre) places. Comp ends on 15 April!!
