I took on the sins of everybody, of a generation, really.
It's been a misery for me, living with Christine Keeler.
I have survived and possibly I should not hope for more than that.
However I dress it up, I was a spy and I am not proud of it.
They wanted to hear about the sex, of course. But not the rest; no one wanted to hear the rest.
The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it.