NBA star who is best friends with another NBA star who was married for 72 days to a reality starlet. (Kris Humphries, anyone?)
“He was six feet eleven,” Glanville brags. “…The energy between us was out of control and even the simplest gestures became sexual.”
“We couldn’t keep our hands off each other,” she remembers. “…By the time I was on my third glass of wine and he was on this third potato vodka, the heat was turning up. His hand found its way under the table and up my dress. … It was on like Donkey Kong.”
On the way to his place, “We made out like teenagers every time the car hit a traffic light or stop sign,” she writes. “His fingers were all sorts of ways up my dress … ’You have to pull over,’ I said with heavy breath…”
“When the car was finally in park, I tried to get on top of him,” she explains, “but it was not working in this tiny car.”
And so, she admits, they had sex on the hood of his car by the side of the road.