WWW – A PLAYBOY model who spent time at Hugh Hefner’s Playboy Mansion has written a tell-all describing “what goes on behind [Hefner’s] bedroom door with his playmates” – but the legendary publisher dismisses it as a “silly book” full of tall tales.
Jill Ann Spaulding, a professional poker player, has self-published “Jill Ann: Upstairs,” which details her “realization that the Playboy Mansion isn’t Barbie’s Dreamhouse, but a brokerage house where dangerous sex is traded for stardom.”
The cosmetically enhanced blonde claims:
* Hefner has 12 “slave bunnies” whose duties include servicing the Playboy founder on Wednesday and Friday “Sex Nights.”
* In an interview with Steppin’ Out magazine’s Chaunce Hayden, Spaulding says: “On Sex Night . . . You have to take a bath . . . There are also two large big screen TVs in his bedroom that play porn . . . All the girls have to be cheering during the sex and the ones who aren’t having sex with Hef have to pretend they are having lesbian sex with each other.”
* “There’s no protection and none of the girls are tested [for HIV]. [Hefner] doesn’t care. The girls care, but they get $2,000 a week.” As for her celebrity run-ins, Spaulding told PAGE SIX:
* “I met Craig Kilborn at the mansion at a party. I asked for a photo with him . . . As my friend is taking the photo he reaches under my outfit and gooses me! I wasn’t very happy . . . Then my friend took a photo with him and he did the same thing to her! It was pretty rude. We left quickly and he kept screaming, ‘Why are you running off?’ ”
* “When I met Bill Clinton [at the Chicago Book Expo in July], he was on stage speaking – and he exited the stage right [toward] me! . . . I told him how good-looking he was and hugged him. He just smiled. I can’t believe I didn’t get his number!”
But Hefner shrugged off Spaulding’s stories. “I have not read the book, but some of my girlfriends have,” Hef told PAGE SIX. “It’s a silly book and they laugh at it. This is a lady who wrote me a letter requesting an opportunity to stay here. She sent a nude picture and was here for about three days.
“She didn’t look like her picture. She was not somebody I was interested in and this is the fallout of it all. She’s picked up gossip and imaginings, et cetera, and kind of made it up as she went along . . . I understand [why she wrote the book]. To get a life.”