Adieu, Eliot Spitzer. Mon Dieu!

So the recently elected Democratic governor of New York whose career as a crusading Attorney General had him on the future presidential candidate map is going down. In flames.
Oldest game in the book, just can't keep it in his pants.
From the text-messaging between the "girl" and her "handler,":

"he" (believed to be a reference to Client-9) "would ask you to do things that, like, you might not think were safe - you know - I mean that . . . very basic things. . . . "Kristen" responded: "I have a way of dealing with that . . . I'd be like listen dude, you really want the sex? . . .

Best we know now.