Scott Fayner writes on www.scottfayner.com – Tyler Faith is in Boston for a week or so dancing at some of the clubs in the area. I swung by her hotel by The Foxy Lady in Brockton to hang out before her show. I met her British boyfriend who looks like a pretty-boy Rugby player. He enjoys chainsmoking. He also enjoyed the story about how Rick Patrick called me from a telephone that was inside Savannah Samson’s asshole. He asked Tyler if they could try it. She turned him down.

During our chat, the subject of Kurt Lockwood came up.

“Did he want you to act like his sister?” I asked. “I heard he likes that.”

“No,” she replied. “He wanted me to be his mother.”

“Creepy.”

“The funny thing is, people always assumed that we were a couple. But we weren’t. We fucked a lot. Well, actually, I fucked him a lot! I was the one who outed him.”

“Thanks.”

“That guy could take it, too. I could tell that there had been big things in his ass before. Real big things.”

In other Tyler Faith news, I learned that she once worked the front desk at the Marriott Copley, which if you don’t know is the hotel where the Craigslist Killer murdered the call girl a few months back.