It’s hard to believe that it was 20 years ago that an entire administration was threatened by dried-up presidential sperm on a navy blue GAP dress. Cigars hand rolled in an intern’s ‘box’ became a matter of national security.  We were sure a “just the tip” argument was going to come out of Clinton’s mouth at any minute.

20 years before “grabbing pussy” became a presidential qualification, ours was a country divided over fellatio. We thought this was the height of debauchery.  While tame today, I was watching history, and I knew it. I was going to be a part of it.

Politics and power are powerful aphrodisiacs. For a twenty-year-old government major, Washington, D.C. in 1998 was magic. Electric. Except for one thing. This twenty-year-old was the not-in-hiding face of the intern who blew the big guy. I was Lady Monica’s doppelganger.  Here are my stories…

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