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Did you listen to her story? It’s absolutely absurd. Bet in the next few days it gets picked apart. But just for starters: Her boyfriend suggested she go to the CEO of a company she was let go of to help her find a job. Why would she do that? She had no idea whether he’d be in town, have other appointments, etc., but she goes anyway. Boyfriend pays for room (doesn’t go with her...he sends girlfriend off with his blessing ALONE to deal with a man). She doesn’t call first to make an appointment, and evidently has his private number (like some low level fired staffer would). This CEO with other REAL obligations doesn’t tell her to call HR. No, he offers to have dinner with her.

Now, somehow he manages to upgrade her room to a suite. We don’t know why because at this point they’ve not connected at all except some supposed phone call not through his office. But lets forget that for a minute. Oh, and let’s leave aside for a minute that in his entire career there were never any other problems except this one institution. No pattern of behavior, nothing. So, back to this job date that she, an employee let go for doing such a piss poor job, managed to get with the CEO. Lucky for her because she already had the room booked. They go for drinks. Then they go to dinner.

Now they get done with dinner (Lord knows how he drove because they’d been drinking for a while now) and are on their way to somewhere. Evidently it’s not to the upgraded suite (it does sort of beg the question, why did he upgrade it, it’s not like he planned on using it for sex). No, why go to a beautiful, romantic suite with room service and everything else you could want to impress a girl. Besides, she’s so stupid she’s not going to tell this man she barely knows she’s going to stay in her original room. Still, he drives to somewhere and parks the car. Perhaps it’s more exciting when both are uncomfortably contorted in a car. Okay, they’re parked.

He, for whatever reason sticks his hand up her dress and touched her “genitals”. For the record, I’m a woman and I’ve never used genitals when talking about myself. Maybe she’s a hermaphrodite and thus plural would be appropriate. While he’s doing that he bends her head down toward his crotch. Her response wasn’t “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!” It wasn’t to jump out of the car. No, she’s so relaxed and secure in a situation most women would be terrified to find themselves in regardless of how much they drink, her response is “You know I have a boyfriend”. Keep in mind, this is a woman who had no qualms about sleeping with a married man and having his love child. Oh, and she asked him to stop and take her back to the hotel. He did.

Then she goes home and tells boyfriend who paid for said trip for her to go to DC which is beyond absurd since the logical thing would be to call and set up an appointment, not arrange a dinner date. Now, she tells boyfriend she was assaulted, harassed, molested, whatever by Cain. She’s too embarrassed to give details. To her boyfriend. Who she’s close enough to have him pay for a rather expensive trip just for the possibility of getting the attention of the president of the company who isn’t responsible for hiring and firing. Keep in mind the details are only that he wanted her to have oral sex, she said “no” and that was the end of it.

Now, with or without details her boyfriend is so unconcerned he doesn’t call and confront the guy, doesn’t call the association, nothing. Oh, and she also tells some other guy. But a decade and a half later she decides to come forward with a story about a man (who at the worst stopped when she said no) who assaulted her until she said she didn’t want to. Both men sign affidavits that no one has seen. They aren’t questioned either even though they’re supposed to be her proof. Of course no one knew about this meeting so we’re all supposed to believe a bimbo with a checkered past and who doesn’t really have a history of being Miss Pure.

Oh, and there’s also her current boyfriend who also supports her. She only told him when she was on her way to NY, but that’s okay. She’s engaged to a guy, been living with him for 4 years and she doesn’t tell him about an event so traumatic she even remembers what power suit she was wearing (even if the rest of the details are vague). Lucky for all of us, she’s suddenly been empowered to speak for women who were in a totally different situation than her. At least she’s not embarrassed anymore. Whew! And we’re supposed to buy this. Sure.

Cindie