Area Businessman Demonstrates The Perils Of Letting Your Business Card Fall Into The Wrong Hands

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If you're going to organize gang bangs in hotel rooms, you might not want to make business cards and a website advertising it. That's how Scott Pollock got busted, after a manager at the Quality Inn near the Mall of America found the business card for "Scott, Gang Bang Organizer" of "Scotty GB Parties" in his parking lot. The manager plugged in the group email listed on the card, and saw that his motel's address, with a room number, was listed for that night, along with information about the woman involved -- "Wendy" -- and a suggested $20 donation for participants. The manager called the police to kick the gang-bangers out. When they got there, just before 4 a.m., the officers walked into a full-on gang bang. Pollock asked the cops for $20 at the door, reports the criminal complaint. After they turned it over, they observed four people in the hotel room, and three more, including Wendy, having sex. There was "an ice bucket about half full of condoms" on the bed and a counter on a table, displaying the number 31. The party, Pollock told the cops, was for Wendy's 45th birthday, and the counter was there because she wanted to celebrate by having sex with 45 guys. The Bloomington officers arrested Pollock, who was carrying $430 in cash, as well as Wendy, who confirmed to the officers that she was a willing participant, and that Pollock didn't hire or pay her. Pollock was later charged with a felony count of solicitation, inducement, and promotion of prostitution. Pollock, though, disagreed. In a motion to dismiss his case, he argued that gang bang parties between consenting adults aren't illegal, and that he wasn't involved in prostitution at all. Though he was collecting money at the door, the fee wasn't to participate, he says; it was simply a voluntary donation to offset the costs of the party. [CityPages via Gawker]

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