Heidi Does Hollywood

According to her own statement, Heidi Fleiss ran the best little whorehouse in Hollywood: satisfaction guaranteed, discretion assured, classy girls, no group sex, nothing too kinky, condoms absolutely required -- all for $1,500 a popsy in cash or checks. No doubt about it, if a body would meet a bawdy, Heidi could fix it.

SCENE: A suite last June in the Beverly Hilton Hotel. HEIDI arrives in response to a phone call from Hawaiian businessman SAMMY LEE, who explains that he wants to provide entertainment for some associates.

Heidi: O.K., let me just tell you how I do it . . . In the history of this business, in one year, no one has ever been able to do what I do. I know 1% of the wealthiest people and the nicest people in the entire world, or maybe 1/ 2%. Every girl I select has some quality or value about her that I think is different from the rest.

Lee: Right.

Heidi: I just have a fixed price, and no one is hustled, and no one is, like, crude and, or, you know, where someone is spending all this money, and Heidi's going to find some drugged-out freak coming in with her fingernails all dirty, and I can't afford stuff like that 'cause of all the people I deal with.

She dealt with the best. Madam to the stars and moguls, foreign and domestic, Heidi prospered for three heady years, reaping 40% of her girls' earnings. A slim and attractive 27, she hung out in the best joints, was seen with the likes of Billy Idol, Sliver producer Robert Evans, and Victoria Sellers, Peter's daughter. She lived in a $1.6 million Benedict Canyon mansion (Hollywoodese for house), whose previous occupant was Michael Douglas and whose current owner is her father, Los Angeles pediatrician Paul Fleiss. She threw a smashing party there for none other than Mick Jagger. Jack Nicholson showed up, and so did Prince and a couple of Red Hot Chili Peppers. Life was a glorious movie.

Now it's a wrap. Heidi is out of business, charged with "pimping, pandering and sale of narcotics." Her notebooks, audiotapes, pictures, cellular telephone, passports, credit cards, bank statements, checkbooks, cash and 13 g of cocaine have been confiscated as evidence.

And is Heidi in a snit! To begin with, she says the police raid on her house was ridiculous. She was taking out the garbage with a friend, when eight cops, mind you, accompanied by a drug-sniffing dog, suddenly leaped out of the bushes and yelled, "L.A.P.D.! Which one of you is Heidi Fleiss?" As if they had to ask! Worse, Heidi was certain she was brought down by any number of envious, low-rent madams who run tacky $200 and $300 doxies -- "like they send their maid out on a job or something."

Lee: What are we talking about as far as costs?

Heidi: It'll be $1,500.

Lee: A person?

Heidi: Per person.

Lee: And for $1,500, what are we talking?

Heidi: We're talking everyone's gonna have a good time But, like, oh, I'm not, like, into this group sex and swapping and things like that, and I tell people that I think condoms. I am a firm believer in condoms, but what girls do and guys do, I'm not in the room. I can't oversee everything. And if you're not happy with someone in the first 15 minutes, if she offends you in any way, or something about her strikes you wrong or something, $100 and go.