I cant stop thinking about how much money this guy spent on prostitutes...so lets be honest it has to be perverse. This is my vision of hooker night at Eliot Spitzer's hotel:
Gov. Spitzer: "OK, honey. I'm glad you could make it. First, I want you to give me a giblet gravy enema. Then I want your Miniature Yorkie to lick my rectum while you pee in his food bowl. Oh yeah, you and the dog will be wearing motorcycle helmets...and I'm going to wear a shitty diaper on my head."
Call Girl: "Its an extra thousand for the motorcycle helmet."