There's no dinner, no conversation or getting to know each other a little first -- just straight to the "show. If you're confused by that distinction, join the club. Of course, I'm sure the massage girls think we're whores because we don't even throw a friendly massage in first. What about the trapezius?
The Shaming of Monica: I was 16, perched with a group of friends in the hallway of my high school, devouring the contents of the Starr report like a trashy romance novel. He did what with a cigar?! None of us was old enough to truly comprehend the complexities — or power dynamics — of a year-old intern fellating the President of the United States. And yet we did know one thing: