The Sunday People, a London tabloid, is out with what it says is a true account of the local strip-club revels of Khalid al-Midhar, Nawaf Alhamzi, and Hani Hanjour, the three terrorist hijackers with San Diego connections. According to the paper, the trio "blew at least $15,000 of terrorist funds in dozens of strip bars in San Diego on America's West Coast. A Sunday People investigation has discovered how the terrorists made a mockery of their strict Islamic beliefs by...SHAMELESSLY stuffing banknotes down the bras and knickers of the dancers. GROPING the girls so much they threatened to call over club bouncers — but paid them hundreds of dollars more not to. BEGGING the shocked girls for sex time and time again. SWIGGING Scotch from their own personal booze flasks." The paper quotes two exotic dancers, Kerry and Monica, as saying the men told them they were pilots with Royal Saudi Airlines. "Of course, I feel cheap and ashamed — we may not be nuns, but Kerry and I aren't alley-cat sluts. I've watched those terrible images on TV. It makes me feel sick to my stomach that I entertained them. I cleared maybe $12,000 from these beasts -- I swear that I will now put at least half that money in the fund for victims' families." She added that the men "were always tipsy. They watched us strip and had us perform lap dances for them maybe up to 20 times over the course of several months, and never once did I see them sober. Alhamzi loved my blonde hair. He kept offering me money to touch it. He also tried to touch me everywhere else. When I threatened to call a bouncer he'd pay me extra money. We're well used to guys throwing the odd 20 bucks around, but these three were in a league of their own. They had rolls of $50 and $100 bills. They wanted private lap dances and sex. I didn't mind the lap dances, but I couldn't bring myself to have sex with them. The man I now recognize as al-Midhar offered me $4000 one night to sleep with him. I told him to go to hell." Said Kerry, "They must have given me over $10,000 to party with them. I suppose I could have made five times that amount if I'd agreed to have sex, but that's not my scene. I'm not a prostitute. You would imagine anyone with days to live before a suicide bombing would be making their peace with God or thinking about their family. But these guys were partying the night away."