The foursome agreed to meet later for dinner and early that evening, Daniels, Evans, and her two friends convened for a low-key meal at one of the restaurants dotting the complex. One of Evans's friends was a fellow porn star, a prominent "contract girl"—an adult film actress signed to a single studio—whom Evans declined to name on the record. As Daniels talked up the prospect of going to a party with Trump later that night, Evans remembers the "contract girl" expressing excitement about meeting the reality-television star.

Daniels, meanwhile, hustled over to Harrah's. She had a date to keep with Trump.

For the celebrity golfers, the carnival of consumption that night began with a lavish dinner put on by Gustav Mauler. Mauler, a Vienna-trained chef who had made his name working with Trump's casino pal Steve Wynn, loaded up a buffet with 75 pounds of lobsters and fresh hearts of palm that he'd flown in from Hawaii.

Trump, though, would be dining in. Daniels said as she arrived outside of his penthouse suite at the top of the 18-story building, she was clutching a small purse. She found Schiller waiting outside the door. "He's waiting for you inside," she claims Schiller told her. Upon entering, Daniels, who had been expecting to go out with Trump, was surprised to find him sprawled out on a couch in his pajama pants.

Daniels—who would publicly toy with a Senate run in Louisiana three years later—was intrigued by Trump's larger-than-life fame but not intimidated by him. "Does Mr. Hefner know that you stole his outfit?" she teased him.

"Oh, I just thought we would relax here," she claimed he said. According to an account that a friend of Daniels's gave to The Washington Post, she then made Trump put on a suit.

"Picture this," Daniels confided. "Donald Trump chasing me around his hotel room in his tighty-whities."

Daniels may have just come from dinner, but the pair ordered food and Trump began to grill his guest about the inner workings of the adult film industry. "I've got to ask you a question, and I don't want you to get offended," she said Trump told her.

"Trust me, you can't," she told him, bracing for an obscene line of inquiry.

Instead, Trump asked her about the royalties she earns. For a while, Daniels claims the two discussed the television business, Trump's hair, and even his marriage. At some point, Daniels got up to use the bathroom, which was attached to Trump's bedroom. When she returned, Trump was sitting on the bed. "Come here," she claims he said.

Ugh, here we go, she thought to herself. She and Trump began kissing and moved on to sex that Daniels told InTouch she found generic but not bad. They kept it to strictly one position. Trump did not use a condom.

Please don't try to pay me, Daniels said she thought to herself mid-coitus. Then she thought, But I bet if he did, it would be a lot.

Afterward, they remained in the bedroom. "I want to see you again," Trump said. "When can I see you again?"

Stormy Daniels was paid $130,000 by Trump's lawyer just before the 2016 election. Jill Ann Spaulding/Getty Images

According to Evans, Trump and Daniels called her several times from Daniels's phone throughout the night, inviting her to join Trump in his hotel suite. The last of the calls, she says, came around 11 P.M. "Oh, come on, Alana, let's have some fun!" Trump implored her. "Come to the party, we're waiting for you."

Evans says she wanted no part of Trump, and besides, there was another problem: Her "contract girl" friend—the one who'd been eager to meet Trump—hadn't gotten along well with Daniels at dinner, Evans recalled. Daniels made it clear to Evans that the other woman was not welcome. Evans told me that she made some vague promises about trying to ditch her friend and join the "party."