“The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.”
Christine Keeler“As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me.”
Christine Keeler“The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.”
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.”
Christine Keeler