April 19, 2018: Trump and the Playboy Bunnies

 

4/19/18: Today a Playboy Bunny escapes from a non-disclosure agreement (allegedly involving illegal backdoor dealings by Trump’s personal lawyer, Michael Cohen) brokered with the National Enquirer. 

A lot of different Bunnies figure in the story of this administration. So pay attention. This Bunny is Karen McDougal. She claims she carried on a ten-month affair with Trump in 2006. Now, in court, McDougal has won the right to talk about her story, and, if possible, make as much money as she can. 

(It appears the National Enquirer and its lawyers caved, because if they kept fighting, Cohen and others, possibly Donald J. Trump, might have been forced to give depositions.) 

Okay, don’t get the Bunnies mixed up. We are not talking about the Bunny impregnated by sleazebag Republican fund raiser and Trump pal, Elliott Broidy. (See: 4/14/18 and 4/16/18.) 

Nor do we mean the Bunny trainee who went on to become a federal judge (more on her in a moment). 

We mean the latest Bunny to tell her tale.

Judge Kimba Wood, back in the day.

 

Let’s be honest and just say: This is Trumpistan, where anything is possible. Of course, there’s another Playboy Bunny in the news! This time, we’re talking about Barbara Moore, Miss December 1992, who says she had an affair with Trump in 1993. And can I be the first, right here, to say, “Well, thank god, at least the First Lady wasn’t in the picture in those days.” 

So…Trump wasn’t cheating on any wife. 

Then again, he was engaged to Marla Maples at the time, who would soon become his second wife, and Maples was already pregnant with their child, a baby they would later name Tiffany. 

If you would like to read all about what Moore calls a “steamy” affair you can click the link (above) and see what Moore told the British tabloid, the Daily Mail. She has all kinds of pictures from visits to Mar-a-Lago. It appears she took pictures of every room in the house, and stuck her head in the broom closet and opened the dresser drawers and the medicine cabinets to have a peek. She has photos of herself with the cook, in a bikini by the pool, ascending the steps, and one of the younger Big Orange Buffoon, flexing his Buffoon muscles. 

Moore says she came forward now because her name appeared in one of the legal documents filed in Karen McDougal’s case. 

Believe it or not, another Bunny was also outed in the documents; but she’s not talking yet.

 

For the president, I suppose you could say there’s good news and bad news in her story. First the good: Moore says Trump was a great lover and a gentleman. She even believes he’s a great president. 

(I think we can safely assume Trump was not attracted to Moore because of her impressive intellect.) 

The bad news – proven once again – is that Trump is a serial liar. 

Moore has few regrets about her affair; but she did admit she had no idea there was already another woman in his life. “But at the time I didn’t know he was with someone else, let alone engaged to Marla Maples and it was only recently I learned she was pregnant at the time.” 

This had “shocked” her, she said. 

The DailyMail.com reached out to the White House for comment. “A source familiar with the matter said the president said these are more false accusations.” 

That meant you had to add Moore to the incredible list of people who for no reason whatever tell lies about Trump. That list would include nearly two dozen women who have accused him of sexual improprieties, a couple of thousand students at Trump University who claim they were scammed, scores of undocumented Polish workers who insist they were cheated out of wages, and pretty much every person at the top of the Department of Justice and the F.B.I. 

Do you know what the motto of the F.B.I. is? It’s worth considering, for purposes of comparison: “Fidelity. Bravery. Integrity.”

 

If you’d care to read even more about the sexual escapades of our current president, you can go to the article and indulge. Moore goes into detail about how they met, how they flirted and how excited she was to meet the famous businessman in the flesh. 

In all the flesh. 

 

“I thought that we were dating and I was special.” 

“I was intimate with him the first night. Yes,” she says. 

And it was really…I felt special. I felt like he was very passionate with me and we both felt a chemistry. I was surprised he was older, I’d never been with an older man before, but he was good, a really good lover. He was kissing my neck, being really attentive. And you know, the sex was normal, he didn’t ask me to do anything weird at all.

 

That, at least, is a relief. 

“I felt like it was love-making, not just a one-night stand,” Moore continued. “And I didn’t feel like I was a piece of meat or anything. I just felt really admired and adored. He was very loving.” 

The next morning, she was embarrassed to “do the walk of shame back to her room in the sparkly gold dress she was wearing from the night before.”

Never fear, Ms. Moore. Donald is a gentleman – at least in terms of how he treats whatever woman he is boinking at the time. He “gave me an overcoat and called a security guard up to his suite. I felt like, wow, this guy really is nice. He’s a gentleman. He was a complete gentleman the whole time.” 

Moore was invited to Mar-a-Lago. Trump played golf part of the time and she watched, and they rode around in a golf cart and had sex. (Not in the golf cart, I don’t mean.) “I would make him laugh. And I remember him taking a lot of pictures of me. The whole thing was a whirlwind, a fantasy come true,” Moore says today. 

Did we mention Trump was already engaged and the woman he was going to marry was carrying his child???? 

Moore does have a lot of pictures, and the Daily Mail notes that these pictures still have the date stamps, for example, “April 25, 1993,” in lower right corners. 

After her dreamland visit to Mar-a-Lago, Moore and Trump regularly spoke over the phone. Moore says she’d regularly call him and came to be on first name terms with his two personal assistants, Rhona and Norma. (Rhona Graff was Trump’s executive assistant. Norma Infante Foerderer was his long-time personal assistant.) In an old phone book Moore dug out of her attic an entry under “T” shows Donald Trump’s phone numbers entered in pencil.

 

“I definitely felt like our relationship was getting stronger. And, and that’s when he invited me to New York to the Trump Tower and I just thought that, you know, we were an item. I thought that we were dating and I was special.”

 

She flew to New York and hung out in his penthouse and had sex. She came back to the city again in the summer, this time for a photo shoot. Another Playmate told her she should call her “boyfriend.” Moore did and Trump invited both young women over. Trump said he was tired after a long flight and didn’t want to go out (and we assume be seen and reported to Marla). 

Moore picks up the story once more: 

We had a couple of glasses of champagne and Donald was laying on his back, on his bed with his arms up and we were just sitting on the corner of his bed talking and chatting. Then he goes “come here” and I just started to hug him and we started kissing and my friend was still there. We just went at it and it was like she just didn’t exist.

 

At this point, you may want to stop reading or get a wastebasket in case your gag reflex acts up. As “things turned steamy,” the Daily Mail reports, “the friend retreated but only as far as a chair in the corner of the room. She sat and watched as Moore and the billionaire had sex. Moore smiles at the naughty moment.” 

That’s probably all you need to know about Trump, the gentleman. There was “giggling and it was playful,” Moore insists. It didn’t bother her that the other young woman was watching “because we were such good friends.” 

She hadn’t expected to have sex with a witness, but she was “really young and it’s just what happened.” 

Then a key detail, as related by the Daily Mail: “Throughout the illicit affair Moore says it never once occurred to her that Trump might be engaged to another woman. And not for a second did Moore think Trump was two-timing her with another woman, let alone engaged to someone.” 

Even when her aunt living in New Jersey, who was working in New York as a fit model, passed comment that she thought Trump was dating someone called Marla, Moore ignored it.

 

“I suppose I trusted him because we talked almost every day, but my aunt was right. I never ever thought that he was seeing anybody else that didn’t even cross my mind.

 

I was very young and I just thought this is my guy right now.”

 

Their “relationship” fizzled in September 1993. On October 13, Tiffany Trump was born. That December, Moore’s “gentleman” married Maples, in a lavish ceremony in front of a thousand guests. 

Moore adds, finally, that she and her daughter both voted for Trump in 2016. “I love him as our president. I love him because it’s funny to me when he kind of puts his foot in his mouth…I think he’s doing a great job and there’s more to come. I feel safe with him in charge.” 

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WHAT ABOUT THE Bunny trainee who became a judge? By happenstance, it turns out Judge Kimba Wood, currently hearing motions in the case involving F.B.I. raids on Michael Cohen’s office, home, hotel suite and safety box, once entered the Playboy Bunny training program on a lark. 

She was in college and needed money, but only lasted a week. Prancing around in skimpy outfits wasn’t quite her style, no matter the pay.

 

I think we can all agree this story would be even cooler if she had posed nude sometime in the past.

But no.

 

All Judge Wood has been doing lately is denying motions by Trump’s legal team to quash evidence that may have turned up in the raids.

 

(Disclaimer: A second Playboy Bunny, Elke Jeinsen, later told the British tabloids that she did watch Moore and Trump have sex. The story has never gained much traction in the American media, save on the pages of Hollywood Life – and for once it may be Trump is innocent. But that’s two more women calling Trump a liar.)