For a moment, but only for a moment, we had the illusion that the British tabloids have turned a blind eye to the nth “adventure” of Prince Harry. We were wrong big. Not only newsagents in the UK were covered with photos of the heir to the throne without clothes, but now check the interview with a girl who claims to have been present when Harry lost his head to Las Vegas.

Her name is Carrie Reichert, 32 years old, lives in San Diego, the United States, but was born in England. British accent aside, Carrie could easily pass for one of the many “daughters” of California: blonde, slender and with a propensity to wear bikini. It was the Mirror, one of the most widely read tabloid in the UK, to collect and publish on the front page the story of the girl. We start reading.

We got onto this huge suite. We entered and were already music and alcohol. Harry was already undressed, it was a crazy thing. It seemed delirious [...]. He cried, “Somebody give me a glove, I want to do an imitation of Michael Jackson.” Harry coming towards you, at random, and hugged you.

The curious detail of the evening is that few knew the true identity (real) Harry. It had not escaped all Carrie, but for the other girls the prince was just a naked guy with a lot of money and red hair. But the night continues.

We played pool. Harry was fun and went from the pool to the bedroom. It was not the only one, there were naked girls. The boys were half-dressed, but it was not an orgy [...]. Harry tried in every way to strip the present.

Why we never invited to parties like this? We should spend more time in Las Vegas. The best, however, was yet to come.

The girls take off their clothes and he yelled: “All naked!” [...]. Crushing his body against the window and said, “Look at Vegas.” There was this huge window and you could see the main road. He crushed against the family and said, “Look at Vegas, these are real jewels.

If you have not got it, Harry was referring to his genitals. A force to show them and encourage them, do not we wonder if the brother of William decides to get it on with a girl. Not a coincidence. We continue to read the guide to Carrie.

We talked and found some common interests. Of course I was interested (to him) and so yes, I followed him into the bedroom. He said he liked my eyes and kept talking about the army. He had no clothes, and I was wearing a bikini. We kissed for 15-20 minutes, then told me that I was beautiful, with great nonchalance, we returned to the party and we continued to drink.

Not lived happily ever after, but at least the “beautiful” Carrie has a story to tell their grandchildren: “I got drunk and I made out with Prince Harry hard.” And if he becomes King?