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Christine Keeler

Christine Margaret Keeler was an English model and showgirl. Her meeting at a dance club with society osteopath Stephen Ward drew her into fashionable circles. At the height of the Cold War, she became sexually involved with a married Cabinet minister, John Profumo, as well as with a Soviet naval attachΓ©, Yevgeny Ivanov. A shooting incident involving a third lover caused the press to investigate her, revealing that her affairs could be threatening national security. In the House of Commons, Profumo denied any improper conduct but later admitted that he had lied.

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I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough.
I have always been free with my love - it is my nature. I am easily captivated by men and they have always been attracted to me.
Bill Astor knew these papers were missing. Stephen showed his hand in October. β€” Β© Christine Keeler
Bill Astor knew these papers were missing. Stephen showed his hand in October.
They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that.
No one else knows the whole story. I was there. I lived through it.
I won't say I didn't like it at the time, the sex, that is, because I wouldn't have let him do it at all if that had been the case.
My mother used to go out on her own, and I used to have to keep a look out for my stepfather coming home.
I enjoyed sex and indulged in it when I fancied the men.
It's been a misery for me, living with Christine Keeler.
If I don't tell it all now, the story in the history books will always be imperfect and that would be wrong.
As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me.
I went out every single night so I was never alone with my stepfather. At 12, I stopped going on holiday with them. The times I was alone with him I always made sure I was all covered up.
We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave.
I have survived and possibly I should not hope for more than that.
I don't know if he was the fourth man or the fifth, but he was certainly in the top 10.
He's 85 and he's met another woman. Still, at 85, why ever not?
I took on the sins of everybody, of a generation, really.
The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.
One way of reading my life is that I have been in constant search for a father.
Discretion is the polite word for hypocrisy.
However I dress it up, I was a spy and I am not proud of it.
They wanted to hear about the sex, of course. But not the rest; no one wanted to hear the rest. β€” Β© Christine Keeler
They wanted to hear about the sex, of course. But not the rest; no one wanted to hear the rest.
Men, all men, were always trying to get hold of me, you know.
Even a criminal has the right to a new life, but they made sure I did not have that. They just didn't stop calling me a prostitute for ever and ever and ever and ever.
He had a way with him. Before you had a chance to say no, he was there and done. That only happened to me once before, with a duke, who literally swept me off my feet, and before I knew what was happening, we'd done it. Another terrible mistake.
I'm terrified of men these days. If someone asked me out now, I don't know what I'd say, how I'd react. But I couldn't go through with it, not at all. I suppose I've been terrified of them all along.
I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.
All that Swinging Sixties. It didn’t do anyone any good, did it? Easy sex and the Pill. Marriages were ruined. I never did approve. I never really enjoyed the sex.
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