Washington,D.C. – With all of the accusations flying about what Herman Cain knew and when he knew it, one woman has dared to come forward and detail the atrocities of one horrific night in 1991. Previously, the woman was scared to come forward, but since Cain’s long train of abuses have been well-documented by the Politico, it only made sense to tell the public just what they can expect from a Cain presidency.
The woman, Sharon Itall, is now an influential insurance agent, but was once just the shell of a scarred woman after one night with Herman Cain. And since the allegations have surfaced, Sharon is willing to chronicle the events of that steamy, August night in Washington, D.C. In her opinion, there is simply no choice in the matter now.
Sharon says that the “denigrating events” all began at an office party. “It began by floating a keg that Mr. Cain had purchased for our office party,” stated Sharon. “Needless to say we were drunk, but I had no idea that the evening would spiral into a night of hell.”
TRED (The Right Elective Decisions) has not confirmed any of this story but feels
compelled to keep you riveted to your computer screen. And this is the rest of her fateful story:
TRED: What exactly happened on that fateful night?
Sharon: Humiliation beyond belief. That’s what happened. (She begins to break down.)
TRED: It’s all right, honey. Take your time in destroying Mr. Cain.
Sharon: Thank you. I will.
TRED: You said you were at the party and you left. Did anyone see you leave with Mr.Cain?
Sharon: No one.
TRED: Where did you go?
Sharon: He invited me to his apartment.
TRED: Did you go in his car?
Sharon: Yes.
TRED: And did anything happen in the car?
Sharon: Yes it did. He forced me to get out and pump the gas when we stopped at the gas station.
TRED: What a damn pig!
Sharon: But it didn’t end there.
TRED: No?
Sharon: No. When we got to the apartment, I was forced to commit unspeakable acts.
TRED: Unspeakable acts. What does that mean?
Sharon: It means I was forced to do things against my will.
TRED: Such as?
Sharon: Such as doing laundry, washing his dishes and ironing his clothes.
TRED: That bastard!
Sharon: And do you want to know what’s worse than that?
TRED: I do.
Sharon: He made me sleep on the couch. And in the morning, he topped it off by having me cook him breakfast.
TRED: What a bleeping scumbag?
Sharon: I was utterly humiliated. Imagine that…forcing me to actually cook him breakfast. Of all the unmitigated gall.
TRED: Indeed. After your night of horror, did he even take you back to work?
Sharon: No, he made me take a cab, citing that he didn’t want to portray any kind of impropriety.
TRED: That takes the cake there. He couldn’t even give you a ride after forcing you into unmitigated slavery?
Sharon: No.
TRED: And you were never touched at all. No kinds of impropriety?
Sharon: None whatsoever.
TRED: You were never flashed, groped, felt up, attacked or sexually assaulted in any way?
Sharon: No.
TRED: Nothing but cooking and cleaning.
Sharon: That’s all.
TRED: Well thank you for coming in to tell your unfortunate story. You’ve been very brave.
Sharon: Thank you for having me.
TRED: Can I ask you one more question?
Sharon: Of course.
TRED: Are you or have you ever been a registered Democrat?
Sharon: That’s none of your freaking business! I’m out of here and stop looking at my tits!
