Those dewey, doey eyes. Those fat, gloss-wet lips. That just-kickin'-it-in-study-hall Sharpie tattoo. As another Italian heartthrob, Rudy Giuliani, once said, it's more than we can bear. And, as the Post details today in brilliant overkill, it was so much more than shinglematic Hamptons traditionalist Peter Cook (obvs we know, alas) could keep his mitts off. Looks like he's facing a sexual harrassment suit in addition to whatever litigious hell-bolts might soon be hurled by expert three-time divorcee Christie Brinkley. Grooming, office groping, the coercive gift of a car. At least young Miss Bianchi, 19, is the step-daughter of a local cop. Can you hear the sigh of relief over at Murdoch HQ (not to mention elsewhere)?

· Peter Wooed Me & Bedded Me But I Was Just A Tool In His Sick Game [NYP]
· Breaking: Architect Gets Laid By Model, Assistant [The Gutter]

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