I Enjoyed Sex And Indulged In It

As A Little Girl I Used To Daydream About My Real Father Coming On A White Horse To Rescue Me.

My Mother Used To Go Out On Her Own, And I Used To Have To Keep A Look Out For My Stepfather Coming Home.

One Way Of Reading My Life Is That I Have Been In Constant Search For A Father.

We Knew We Were Talking About Spies. I Knew He Knew I Knew. I Was Digging My Own Grave.

It's Been A Misery For Me, Living With Christine Keeler.