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.
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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.)
