Ita, if you did it, I don't care if you loved him. I don't care if you laid down and thought of England for the sake of your career. I don't care if you had a fetish for lumpy, bumpy business tycoons with bad kidneys.
There is no excuse for doing Kerry Packer. That was the time you should have claimed celibacy.
PS: If it was for the career, honey, in future take a leaf from Richard Wilkins' book - get some incriminating pictures of the boss and his son and you have a job for life without the need to interact with his crusty bedflute.
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