Was the Page Six item about semi-famous, media-savvy retired escort Natalie McLennan—and the anonymous website that sprung up accusing her of informing on Spitzer's hooker Ashley Dupre—just a timely form of PR placement? After all, the former call girl has a book coming out November 25, The Price: My Life as Natalia, New York's $2000 an Hour Escort. And we've got a copy of the book proposal. The tone in the excerpts is a bit flip, low on any serious, raw introspection. But if anyone is interested in the economic breakdown of how a high-class call girl makes her living—she doesn't keep nearly all of the money herself—here's her explanation of the take-home pay of a two-grand girl.

As the weeks went on, my days got more and more frenetic. I'd fly to Florida for a four-day appointment. Then I'd come back and immediately do a ten-hour appointment, followed by another two-hour job. Sleep five hours. And start all over again.

I worked like that for a good three months straight. For most of this time my fee was $1,200 an hour. Here's how it broke down: An average date was four hours, or $4,800. Ten percent off the top went to the booker. This left $4,320, which was split 50/50 with the agency (aka Jason). So I'd net $2,160 per date, or $540 per hour-the hourly rate for a top New York City attorney. I averaged between six and eight hours a day, one or two clients. I was making at least ten grand a week, easy.

And here's where it all went, other than up her nose:

Not that I could hold on to it. I was so new to having such ridiculous amounts of disposable cash I didn't know what to do with it... I'd take six friends out for dinner at Cipriani Downtown and not even sweat a thousand dollar check. Two thousand dollars paid off my mom's credit card. Another stop at Western Union and she was able to go back to college.

I walked around with $1,500 in my purse at all times. I kept two eightballs (3.5 grams) of blow in my safe, at $200 each. Buying coke in bulk is like going to Costco instead of the neighborhood grocery store. It's just economical. I restocked every week...

My new life wasn't that expensive, considering my take-home pay. I paid $3500 per month rent. My phone bill was about $400. Manicures, pedicures, tanning, and massages cost another $500 per week. I spent about a hundred dollars a day on cabs.