"He was openly flirtatious, he grabbed my ass, he talked about sex to me and in front of me," Hunter wrote. "One morning, I went to his dressing room to take his breakfast order; he looked at me and grinned, taking his time. Then he said, 'I'll have a hard-boiled egg… and a soft-boiled clitoris.' His entourage burst out laughing. I left, speechless. Then I went to the bathroom and cried."