As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me. - Christine Keeler 1 Share Now -
The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it. - Christine Keeler 2 Share Now -
If I don't tell it all now, the story in the history books will always be imperfect and that would be wrong. - Christine Keeler 3 Share Now -
