He may have just ended his marriage, but new revelations over Al Gore's love life are just emerging - as documents dating back to 2006 reveal that he may have made 'unwanted sexual contact' with a Portland masseuse.
Sleazy United States tabloid
The National Enquirer revealed the document, which it had found and checked with the District Attorney's Office.
No criminal charges, according to the
Enquirer, were brought against the former Vice President. The tabloid claims Portland Police had a document (labelled "Confidential Special Report") prepared in order to protect him from 'explosive allegations of unwanted sexual contact in an upscale Portland hotel'.
One thing is for sure, however: if there was something truly going on there, Gore had a much better time covering it up than his former superior, Bill Clinton - who is infamous for a sexual tryst with a little known woman known as Monica Lewinsky.
See our expose on the report itself, including juicy details on the matter after the jump. We warn you, of course, that things can get a little disturbing past here.
What exactly went down?
The unnamed woman that has accused Gore, who is a licensed massage therapist, of sexual assault. According to the woman, she arrived at the door of Gore's hotel room - where the former Vice President proceeded to give the woman a hug that was, in her opinion, a little too long.
Following this most unusual greeting, she explains, Gore requested massages in strange places, including the inside of his thigh - continually asking her to "go lower".
I decided to clarify things... I said well, why don't you show me... he grabbed my right hand hard, shoved it down under the sheet to his pubic area, my fingers brushing against his penis and firmly planted my hand on his pubic crest region and said to me, "There!!" in a very sharp, loud, angry-sounding tone.
When she refused, he pleaded and 'forced' her to have a drink from wine from Gore's hotel room minibar.
He had been pressing his body up against mine, holding me tightly, holding me tightly and I was not certain if his robe was open or closed... It seemed partway open like the robes are small. He's rotund, you know? And I did not want to look down to see. I could feel what seemed to be an erection from him.
he turned to me and he immediately flipped me flat on my back and threw his whole body face down over atop me, pinning me down and outweighing me by quite a bit. Get off me, you big lummox! I loudly protested to him and I struggled with my whole body to shove him as hard as I could to roll him off me...
He pleaded, grabbed me, engulfed me in embrace, tongue kissed me, massaged me, groped my breasts and painfully squeezed my nipples through my clothing, pressed his pelvis against mine, rubbed my buttocks with his hands and fingers and rubbed himself against my crotch…
She finally escapes, and decides to file a complaint. Fabricated or true, this is pretty dirty stuff. If you're really keen (you must be quite sick), you can have a look at the
entire police report here, which is some 45 pages long.
