These kind of stories only come out when one of the other candidates is worried. VERY worried.
Trump?
Cruz?
Trump?
Cruz?
Neither.
This story is two weeks old. I’m not saying anything about the story, but this isn’t some kind of “gay-bombshell” game changer, just more recycled stuff in everyone’s last-minute frenzies that really don’t matter at this point.
Short of a dead prostitute showing up in someone’s hotel room in the morning, the die has been cast. The chips will fall where they may.