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Motown made a big splash on the national news scene last week when our own Detroit Free Press dug up records of text messages between Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick and his Chief of Staff Christine Beatty (also a high school classmate of the Mayor's) that indicated they had carried on a torrid love affair during 2002 and 2003.

Last summer, the Mayor, who is married with children, and Ms. Beatty both publicly denied that there was any such relationship. During the course of a civil proceeding to determine whether a pair of Detroit Police officers were handed their walking papers simply because they were about to blow the whistle on not only the Mayor's extramarital affairs, but also on his personal use of city-provided security staff to cover up said affairs, both parties repeatedly maintained that they'd never had sex together.

The newly uncovered evidence not only calls into question their testimony, but also suggests that Kilpatrick and Beatty made numerous out-of-town trips together on the city's dime, charging expenses to taxpayers and portraying the booty calls as 'official city business'.

Now, the text messages in and of themselves (14,000 of them!) are probably no big deal, right? I mean, what political man of power doesn't use his position to rip off a strange piece now and then? I know I would if I were Mayor. Shoot, I even remember seeing this trial on television and thinking I wouldn't mind taking Ms. Beatty on a trip around the world myself sometime, if you catch my drift. With an extra stop or three in Greece.

The real problem here, though, is that the information contained in the messages not only conflicts with both Kilpatrick's and Beatty's testimony under oath (that's perjury!), but it also supports evidence (which both parties vehemently also denied at the time) that the two officers were indeed dismissed because their ongoing internal affairs investigation might make the Mayor's sexual relationship with his Chief of Staff public.

The judgment went in favor of the two police officers, by the way, who were awarded nearly $9 million in damages.

To make matters worse, an exotic dancer who had allegedly worked a wild party at the Mayor's Manoogian Mansion during the same period in question was murdered in a drive by shooting on April 30, 2003. Family and legal representatives for the deceased woman, who's stage name was 'Strawberry', claim that the Detroit Police Department failed to properly investigate that crime, which has led many observers to believe that there may have been a concerted effort orchestrated by the Mayor's office to limit fact-finding efforts in the case.

Beatty has since resigned and the Mayor has been secluded away from reporters since the news broke late last week.

Hmm, now that she's got some time on her hands, I wonder if I can hook up a booty call with Christine myself. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I always say. Be still my trembling thumbs...Let's see now...

GNBLFY, CHRISTINE! HELL YEAH! U CN TDTM NYTIM! FK'N'SK U, TYVM & DNBL8! IWSN! HELL YEAH! I M Q2C! RU? ;-) MARTY

Since the spotlight is on the Motor City this time , I thought it only appropriate to use another Detroit area gal. Meet Dream, in her own words (and spelling): a 'true freek' who'll do 'all those thangs that your wife won't!' CIM, BBBJ...all inclusive for 150 hugs. 250 hugs gets you full service. Multiple pops for 300.