Government girl: Young and female in the White House
A sexually-charged tour through the Clinton administration
By SUSANNAH CAHALAN
Last Updated: 12:29 AM, January 31, 2010
Posted: 12:29 AM, January 31, 2010
A naive Clinton administration staff member expected Secret Service agents to protect and serve her. But this illusion of safety disintegrated before her eyes in an empty hotel stairway.
An agent named Brian approached presidential advance staffer Stacy Parker Aab, after several days of flirtations and come-ons. He stared at her breasts.
“With a quick pounce his body pushed mine against the wall. He leaned in hard, his belt and badge pressed into my waist, his thigh prying open my legs. With one motion, he gripped my wrists and pinned them above my head,” Parker Aab recalls of the horrific near-rape experience.
“He pushed everything against me, his mouth hard, everything hard,” she writes. “ ‘I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw you,’ ” Brian told her. “ ‘I know you’ve wanted me to do that too.’ ”
This is not an unusual scenario. According to Parker Aab, it was par for the course under the Clinton administration, where agents behaved like “ballplayers on the road.” Her advice from older staffers? “[Have sex] with one and you’re a notch on their bedpost. Love one and you cry.”
Parker Aab, who describes the White House’s hyper-sexualized environment, never reported the incident that occurred while she was on the road with the president in July 1996.
“This was a hothouse: how else to explain the flirtations, the come-ons, the sex that had to be happening with all these driven people pressed together for days, each room furnished with king-sized bed?” she writes.
Parker Aab, who began working at the White House as an intern when she was 18 in 1993, made headlines in Page Six during the Monica Lewinsky scandal when she was forced to testify about her relationship with super lawyer Vernon Jordon during “Filegate” in 1998.
Although Parker Aab says she never slept with Jordan, she writes about the overt sexual tension she had with a man nearly three times her age. Parker Aab, who was 20 at the time, met Jordan when she asked him for a recommendation to be a Rhodes Scholar in 1995.
She never won the scholarship — but she did go out to several intimate dinners with the Jordan, who served on Clinton’s Presidential Transition Board, golfed with Clinton, and even vacationed with the First Family in Martha’s Vineyard.
After their first lunch, turned into a one-on-one dinner, he hailed a cab for the petite young beauty.
“As the cab idled behind us, Vernon said good night with a small kiss on the lips,” she writes. She began to look forward to Jordan’s arrival, even developing a small crush on the married man. When she met him alone again, he leaned in for a kiss again and glanced at her bare legs. “ ‘Stacy,’ he said, looking directly at me. ‘Always wear hose.’ ”
Several years later, the most famous “clutch” of all time would rock the country. Parker Aab, who worked for Paul Begala, a Clinton advisor, was there when the Lewinsky scandal broke on Drudge in 1998. She was terribly angered, but not shocked because she was aware of the president’s long list of priors. “Suddenly we were all Monicas, our collective identity absorbing her shame, the president’s shame,” she writes. “Is he hitting on you, too? Does he chase you around the desk?” she says people asked her. “No! And thanks for reducing me and my job to some awful cartoon! We’re not all like her!”
However, Parker Aab changed her tune years later when she spent a moment of intimacy with the president in 2000. While in Okinawa, Japan for the G8 Summit, Clinton called Parker Aab into his hotel suite. He looked up from his magazine, and told her, “You have a good heart.” He then beckoned her to the balcony, where he told her he “admired” her. He hit her with a “barrage of compliments.”
“He hugged me. Tight,” she recalls. “I pulled away and said goodnight. Smiling. No sudden movements until I was off the balcony. Until I was back inside the suite. I held my water bottle, and my heart beat hard in my throat. Nothing had happened, but something could have. I could have made a mistake just now. One mistake and suddenly you are the second Monica.
“How thin was the line between safety and doom when the president stared you in the eyes.”
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