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Nope.

I think he continued to do the horizontal mamba with her until the Enquirer outed them last fall. That's also when he probably first told the Mrs. - after he had been caught by the Enquirer.

When his girlfriend turned up pregnant, he believed it was his. He arranged for his buddies to pay her off and to pay off a campaign aid to fall on the sword and claim to be the father.

After the baby was born, her financial demands kept increasing. He then arranged to meet with both his girlfriend and "their baby" at the Beverly Hilton Hotel, claiming that he just wanted to spend time with her and the baby. At some point during the several hours they spent together he slipped a Q-Tip in the baby's mount and collected the necessary cell samples.

Later, he had a flunky ship the baby's DNA sample and one of his own to be tested. Only after he got the results, could he decide what he had to admit to and what he could deny.

He has probably clued her off that he knows that he is not the father. She doesn't want to do a DNA test because she knows he is not the father. A public DNA test will remove any leverage she has left.

It was so easy for him to do a DNA test without anyone knowing that it would have been incredibly stupid for him not to do one. He may think with his little head, but he was a successful plaintiff's trial attorney and a fairly successful politician.

See, I think he was screwing her until the evening of July 21, when he was confronted by the Enquirer reporters. Why would he "flee the interview" (line made famous from the movie "Fargo") into the public bathroom and blockaide the door. It only makes sense that the reporters simply sat outside the room which was rented to Ms.Hunter until she emerged. She had to come out sometime, baby in tow, probably, thus proving the laison was still ongoing. Why meet up with a baby at 2 in the morning...the little girl needs to get a good night sleep.

No, you may be right, but I think Lizzy, nothwitstanding her statements to the contrary that Mr.Edwards told her Nov.2006, found out in reality and by Mr.Edwards direct admission the next day after being confronted by the Enquirer. I suspect it went something like this....."Listen Baby, I have something to tell you, but I don't know quiet know where to start.....", or some-such sh*t. I think Mr.Edwards was last serviced on the evening of July 21. His prostate is getting a little congested. He might consider the recommendation of Jack Nicholson after many Hollywood women cut him off in the mileau of AIDS...retire to the bathroom with a magazine and a good attitude about the circumstances he finds himself in.