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JFK tried to make me have an abortion: How President Kennedy forced a teenage intern to take drugs and feared he'd made her pregnant
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13 February 2012
JFK tried to make me have an abortion: How President Kennedy forced a teenage intern to take drugs and feared he'd made her pregnant
As a 19-year-old intern in the Kennedy White House, I didn’t appreciate that it was unhealthy to be at the perpetual beck and call of a married man. I was having fun, living in the moment — and I was blinded by President Kennedy’s power and charisma.
Yet even at the height of our 18-month affair, I knew he wasn’t in love with me. Of course not: he was the leader of the free world. The married leader of the free world. And I wasn’t even old enough to vote. Since the fourth day of my internship in the White House press office, when the president had tipped me on to his wife’s bed and taken my virginity, our relationship had been sexual, intimate and passionate. But there was always a layer of reserve between us, which may explain why we never once kissed. Not once — not even to say hello or goodbye.I knew my role and played it well. It was to be young, full of energy and willing to play along with whatever he wanted. So we’d joke about members of the press office staff and who was saying what about whom in the press corps.
Indeed, the president adored gossip, the juicier the better, and he loved to laugh. One day, he surprised me by asking if I knew any school songs from my days at Miss Porter’s, the exclusive boarding school that his wife Jackie had also attended. It was an odd request, but I obliged.
As I began to sing one, he started chuckling with delight. I immediately understood why: he just couldn’t resist an upper-class girl.
Soon, he was asking me to travel with him — invitations that were usually delivered with the casual air of asking if I wanted to go the movies. Once, I flew in Airforce One, but usually I’d be in the back-up plane, along with other staff, and no one ever asked what a mere intern was doing there.
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