Just saying: none of these women have any problem with the Cos picking up the tab, chauffeuring them around, feeding their alcoholism with free booze, paying the rent (yeah he paid that one woman’s rent), bringing them to shows and the fanciest hotels (Sherry Netherland? Holy shit) around the city, helping them with their “acting” careers, “mentoring” them, etc. etc… The funniest moment in this one is that she doesn’t feel “respected” when he didn’t reserve a seat for her.
We used to have a name for this… oh yeah, a “kept” woman.
At a later date that fall, Cosby apparently invited Tarshis to the Westbury Music Theater in New York, after which he allegedly raped her again:
He sent a limo to pick me up and I was dropped off at the Sherry Netherland Hotel and went up to his suite. I remember noticing that his leather shaving kit was filled with bottles of pills, and thinking that this seemed odd. He was, of course, very friendly and I, of course, was very uncomfortable. He made me a redeye, and I, being nervous and dealing at the time with an alcohol problem (I’ve been in recovery since 1988), drank it. In the car I had something else to drink, but was already beginning to feel a bit stoned.
When we got to Westbury and he went on, there was no seat for me. I stood in the back of the theater with his chauffeur, feeling insulted that I wasn’t respected enough to be given a reserved seat. But soon after, I remember feeling very, very stoned and asking his chauffeur to take me back to the car. I was having trouble standing up. The next thing I remember was waking up in his bed back at the Sherry, naked. I remember thinking ‘You old shit, I guess you got me this time, but it’s the last time you’ll ever see me.’
