Evo malo zabavno-poucnog stiva, sa australijskog NEWS.com sajta (pazi sta je "news" hahaha)
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Hostie tells of Fiennes sexBy Jo Knowsley
February 19, 2007 08:14am
Article from: The Daily Telegraph
THE attraction had been immediate and overwhelming from the moment they first made eye contact.
But as Qantas stewardess Lisa Robertson, 38, leaned over towards Hollywood star Ralph Fiennes, 44, to offer him a drink, she could not have imagined how the evening would unfold.
When rumours first emerged that Fiennes joined the Mile High Club from Darwin to Mumbai, Qantas issued a statement from Ms Robertson vigorously denying the allegation.
But yesterday the divorced Sydneysider who was once a NSW undercover cop spoke for the first time, revealing exactly what happened on Flight QF123.
"It's true. We did make love on the plane that night. At first I denied it because I was so desperate to keep my job and I didn't want to hurt Ralph.
"I know some people will think it's disgusting. And I'm not proud of what I did - it was inappropriate behaviour. But I don't regret it.
"Ralph is gorgeous and the chemistry between us was amazing. What woman wouldn't want to make love with him? This sort of attraction happens to people all the time. It's just not usually with a Hollywood star at 35,000 feet."
Ms Robertson recognised Fiennes, fresh from the Sydney Festival, from the minute she went to his window seat 2K to offer him a selection of champagne, orange juice and water.
He was dressed casually in beige chinos and a long-sleeved shirt and as he quietly asked for a glass of water she gushed: "Oh my God, it's you. I am such a fan of your films. I love your work. I've seen The English Patient 20 times."
She recaptured her composure and added: "I'm so sorry. This is so unprofessional of me."
Fiennes, however, looked relaxed and amused. "He leaned forward, gazed deep into my eyes and stroked my arm as if to reassure me," Robertson said.
"He whispered, 'It's OK. Anyway, I think you're gorgeous'."
Ms Robertson said: "I felt overwhelmed. I felt like you do when you're a teenager. My heart was pumping with excitement. We kept looking at each other and giggling. He was just so gorgeous. I noticed he had lovely soft skin, beautiful hands and wonderful eyes.
"I expected him to be aloof. But he was just so nice. He had a strange kind of vulnerability about him. For the rest of the evening, although I was working on the other side of the cabin, we kept looking at each other. He was watching me serve drinks, staring intensely. He didn't have a meal and drank only a couple of glasses of shiraz.
"But every time I looked up I saw that he was watching me. We were seriously flirting across the cabin, which is not like me. I've served a lot of famous people, including Shane Warne and Ian Thorpe, and I'm not usually like that at work."
Ms Robertson continued with her duties, serving the evening meal before the cabin lights dimmed. There were only 12 passengers in business class.
But as she was preparing to go on her break, Fiennes made an unexpected suggestion.
'I might come and visit you for a chat, if that's OK," Fiennes said.
"I was a bit surprised but also thrilled. I said, 'Sure'," Ms Robertson said.
It was 11pm and most of the other passengers were asleep.
Ms Robertson retired behind the curtained crew area, next to the cockpit, took off her shoes and put her feet up. But moments later she was interrupted by Fiennes.
"I'm sorry, were you sleeping?" he said."No," she replied. "Come in and take a seat."
Ms Roberston is not proud of what happened next, but she found Fiennes "irresistible".
"At first we just chatted," she said. "He sat really close to me. He told me he was learning lines for a new movie with Colin Farrell, playing the part of a gangster.
He said he was practising his Cockney accent.
"I asked him to give me an example. He did and it was really good. I told him again that The English Patient was just the best movie, but he said, 'That was over 10 years ago. Why don't people value my later work?'
"I apologised and said I didn't mean to offend him. I guess we talked for about an hour about lots of different things. He thought it was funny that I lived alone with my dog, a Lhasa apso-poodle cross called Finn."
Fiennes told Ms Robertson he was touring Indian villages for UNICEF to talk about AIDS awareness. He asked what she would be doing in Bombay, where she was staying, and said, "Do you want to meet up?'
"Yeah. That would be cool," Ms Roberston said.
At this point they were sitting very close to each other.
"He held my hands," Ms Roberston said. "Then he started kissing me. The kissing was very passionate and his hands were all over me. I just melted.
"He was caressing my neck, holding my head and he started undoing the buttons on my dress. The way he was going, he would have made love to me right there.
"I had butterflies in my stomach. I was touching his face and his hair. He had beautiful skin. I was undoing his shirt as well. It was a bit surreal, like a scene from one of his movies.
"But I was afraid my supervisor might pull back the curtain and catch us. Eventually, I couldn't bear it any longer. I just grabbed his hand and said, 'Come in here a minute.'
"By this time, we had half our clothes off and I didn't care about anything. I led him into the cabin lavatory next to where we had been sitting and locked the door.
"Ralph was a great lover. And I thought if I was going to get the sack, it would be worth it. I knew it was against the rules and wrong but I didn't care.
"I was a bit shocked that he didn't wear a condom. Looking back, I think of it as dangerous behaviour and hypocritical given that he was going to India to talk about AIDS.
"I realised that people would miss me and wonder where I was as my break was almost over. I told him we had to get out of there quickly.
"I helped him get dressed and he told me that when he got out of the toilet he would press his call button to distract the other flight attendants so that I could leave.
"But a male member of staff saw Ralph come out of the toilet and he saw me lock the door after Ralph. When I came out, the member of staff was still there. I prepared to get back to work but the cabin manager wanted a word with me. She asked, 'Did you go into the toilet with a male passenger?'
"I said, 'No.' But she said three people saw me do it. She told me I had crossed the line and that she was going to report me when we got back to Sydney.
"Ralph called me over and asked, 'Is everything all right?' I told him, 'No,' and sat down next to him. He was very concerned, but I downplayed it and said I would sort it out.
"I knew I was in big trouble. I was ordered to spend the rest of the flight working in economy. "
Even now, almost a month after the incident on January 24, Ms Robertson still seems to find the events surreal. She claimed her behaviour was out of character but said: "I just had no control over myself. I wanted him so much. I couldn't resist him."
Ms Robertson had a sheltered upbringing with her two brothers in Wagga Wagga.
Her father Graham, a butcher, and her mother Sandra were so protective that she did not have her first sexual relationship until the age of 20 when she went to the police academy in Goulburn.
"My mother had cancer when I was 11. She survived but it was traumatic. I never really had time for boys. I was the only girl in the middle of two brothers and I had a lot of responsibility," she said.
She also had low self-esteem. "My brothers teased me about being flat-chested, so I've had breast implants. They said I was skinny and gawky. And I hated being 5 feet 9 inches tall. I never felt attractive."
She married fellow police officer John Duncan and had a high-flying career in undercover drug work and hostage negotiation.
After 14 years her police service ended due to personal reasons. And her marriage did not survive.
Indeed, she seems wary of men, saying she has been repeatedly exploited by them. "So many treat you badly,' she said. "They're just after sex. They're losers."
Ironically, she thought Fiennes was "so sensitive, so different".
As the passengers prepared to leave flight QF123, Ms Roberston stood next to Fiennes so they could talk.
"I gave him my mobile number and he repeatedly said he would call me. I was sad to see him go. I just wanted to go with him."
Ms Roberston had been at her hotel the Grand Hyatt for only about half an hour when Fiennes called her. He was on his way to his hotel, the Intercontinental, and wanted her to go over.
She found Fiennes was checked in, under his own name, to room 663, a lavish corner suite on the sixth floor. After calling the room, she was escorted up by security guards.
"Ralph opened the door with just a white towel around his waist. He said, 'Hi, how are you darling? Come in, I'm just having a bath. Make yourself a drink."
"He dropped the towel and was wandering around naked. I was laughing, I thought it was hilarious. He had quite a nice body. It's obvious he's not a gym work-out kind of guy. For a man he's got quite a slender body, but I was attracted to him.
They ate snacks and drank martinis at a rooftop restaurant before returning to his room to watch the movie Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Ms Roberston stayed the night.
In the morning, Fiennes farewelled her by saying: "See you on the next Qantas flight."
On January 26, Ms Roberston flew back to Sydney, where she was told by her management company, airline services contractor Morris Alexander Management, that she had been suspended without pay pending a disciplinary hearing.
On the advice of a lawyer she tried to make contact with Fiennes, leaving an urgent message at the Gate Theatre in Dublin, which had been behind his Beckett performances in Sydney. Within a few hours he called.
"I told him I was in a lot of trouble and I had been suspended from work."
"There was silence at the other end. I told him people had seen us leaving the toilet, but all he said was, 'Nothing happened'. He kept saying, 'We weren't in the toilet'. I told him I couldn't deny it. I said I had to answer the allegation."
Fiennes' reply, when it came, shocked Ms Robertson to the core.
She said: "It was clear he was turning his back on me. He said, 'We don't know each other very well. I'm very sorry, I can't get involved. I can't help you'."
