They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that.

The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.

It's been a misery for me, living with Christine Keeler.

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 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.

However I dress it up, I was a spy and I am not proud of it.