Just this morning we heard that the mag isn't going to purchase them. The former mistress—we're not sure which of the 10 million possible candidates it is—was asking for several hundred thousand dollars for the pictures, and Playgirl didn't want to pony up that much cash for them, especially since they didn't know if they were real. (And we still don't know how explicit the proffered pics are.) But given all the tail that is working its way out of the shadows, it doesn't seem impossible that he'd send pictures of his penis over his cellphone. Where's James Lipton when you need him?