LIFE IN THE HAREM

An interesting read . . . S.L.

Lauren, who grew up in Livingston and studied acting at New York University, was in the last place a Jewish American princess belongs: in Brunei - a Muslim monarchy on the north coast of Borneo in Southeast Asia - in a harem.

She waited four hours in a gold-encrusted room for the man she came to see as her "savior," the royal around whom the harem revolved: Prince Jefri Bolkiah, the former finance minister of the oil-rich nation and the brother of one of the world's richest people, the Sultan of Brunei.

When he arrived, reeking of Calvin Klein's Egoiste, she breathed a sigh of relief. As he led her into the Hugh Hefner-inspired bed room, she lifted off her sun dress and had sex with him for the first time.

"I fell victim to Stockholm Syndrome," Lauren writes in her book "Some Girls: My Life in a Harem" (Plume) . . . "I knew I was a hooker, but somehow I felt like Cinderella."

Lauren lifts the veil off her secret harem life, sharing vivid and explosive details of her 18 months as a hired party girl, her bizarre affair with the prince, the outrageous shopping sprees and the fighting within the international clique of 40 women who fought for the prince's affections.

Lauren, the adopted daughter of a Jewish stockbroker and a housewife, never thought she'd end up in a Muslim's brothel. She grew up in a town where "orthodonture was mandatory and getting a nose job as a gift for your sweet 16 was highly recommended."

By the time she was 16, she had enrolled in NYU's Tisch School of the Arts. Six months later, she dropped out and started stripping in Times Square. Eventually she became an elite call girl.

One job required her to "amuse" a Singaporean businessman, with the promise of $20,000 in return. To land the gig, Lauren auditioned with seven other women while a photographer shot pictures of them in lingerie.

She won the gig - but then learned that it wasn't a Singaporean businessman hiring. It was a Brunei prince.

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I get around and I've seen a lot of this world . . . everybody sells out sooner or later . . . . . . this bird REALLY sold out . . . the old fashioned way . . .


- STORMBRINGER SENDS