The piss story was provocative, and not handled properly. By 'properly' I mean that interesting questions were not asked, possibly because the media didn't want to appear 'too interested' in piss. To be interested in the world of piss and to be interested in the people actually paid to pee, well...that's something most people are not ready to admit.
First of all, I believe that Trumpf was indeed offered professional sex while in Russia; Russians are known for their hospitality, and it's been reported that the girls might be Ukrainian, not Russian, and these girls are known for their beauty. No wonder Putin wanted to annex part of the Ukraine, their women are renowned as fine specimens of the female species. But, we are also writing about professional sex workers and no such girl would pee on a bed. A professional leaves the room as she found it, as if she hadn't been there at all. The conclusion is that Trumpf thought they were going to wet his bed. The further conclusion is that he's pretty square when it comes to certain fetishes, even one as tame as pee.
Sadly, Trumpf's military academy training failed him when it could have helped him enjoy some fine Ukrainian kinky (well, OK, in some quarters, kinky) sex. Trumpf did you forget what you learned in survival training? If you have to, you...can...drink...your own piss. It's clean, ya big germophobe. Piss is sterile and about the tamest way to get another man's DNA deep into your gut. Yes, you can drink Bronkowski's piss. Yes, you can drink Sanchez' piss. Yes, Trumpf, you can drink Washington's piss. Trumpf! Enjoy! Your time in the presidential limelight is drawing short.
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