The Rockefellers arranged for a mind controlled sex slave to sleep with Prince Charles. They wanted to be able to be able to manipulate and control him. That is what the Illuminati do. Brice Taylor says in her book – 1999 Brice Taylor Thanks for the Memories: The Truth Has Set Me Free! the Memoirs of Bob Hope’s and Henry Kissinger’s mind-Controlled Slave 
“The Rockefeller family set me up with Charles and I was instructed to just be a good listener with him and to report back to them what he said. They wanted to know what his dreams, desires, likes and dislikes were so that they could use that information in the future to control him, and ultimately, his country. They wanted to know his “Achilles heel” so that they could use his weakness to their advantage in regard to political and business dealings between our countries.”
Thanks for the Memories Brice Taylor 
Chapter Twenty-two: Prince Phillip, Prince Charles, and Princess Di
“I Know You, l Walked With You Once Upon A Dream”
For mind control purposes, a song from Disney’s Sleeping Beauty was instilled into my
programming to keep all memory of hidden events separate from my conscious mind. The lyrics as I
remembered them reminded me, “I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, with
you in my arms you’re so familiar again… ” I was programmed to feel familiar with kings, princes, and
presidents and this song served to reorient me into my dream reality, the one that existed Over the
I was prostituted to Prince Phillip and also Prince Charles. On one occasion, Prince Charles
explained to me that royalty are given the right and reserve to have affairs outside of the royal family. He
said it was in the interest of their country for the royals to remain balanced and happy, and that was
done by whatever means needed in order to accomplish that. The requirement was that they were
discreet and didn’t get caught.
I was prostituted to both Phillip and Charles in Los Angeles on different occasions and was set up
with them at other times in Washington, DC, London, and New York. Prince Phillip thought he was
God’s gift to the world, and was arrogant and egotistical. Charles was much different. He was quieter,
more somber, and more controlled. The Council told me it was important for me to form a sexual bond
Charles liked to talk a lot in bed. He would lay on his side with his head cradled in his hand and
talk and talk to me. He said that he was very lonely, that Di never talked to him about anything of
substance and that they just didn’t seem to be matched that way. He told me that they had good sex but
that was it, and that he had trouble getting her to act like a member of the royal family was suppose to
act so they could lead their country in the way it needed to be run. He said that she didn’t have much
depth and was more interested in how she looked than anything else and he said, “Frankly, that bores
While I listened to him, his sharp nose, dark hair on his chest and the little crop of dark hair right
at the small of his back grooved indelible memory in my mind files. After the first time we were together,
he liked to be on top when we had sex. I don’t think he knew I was a programmed slave. He just treated
me like a trusted confidant, a friend, a lover, but sex was never paramount to him.
Charles explained to me that it was important for the royal family to have a good public image in
order to wield the power they have, to lead the masses. He said that if the royal family was seen as weak
and unstable, it could lead to a level of chaos within the English society. He said if a royal family could
maintain stability, through whatever means necessary, then it was for the good of the whole country. So
The Rockefeller family set me up with Charles and I was instructed to just be a good listener with
him and to report back to them what he said. They wanted to know what his dreams, desires, likes and
dislikes were so that they could use that information in the future to control him, and ultimately, his
country. They wanted to know his “Achilles heel” so that they could use his weakness to their advantage
in regard to political and business dealings between our countries.
They arranged a trip for the royal couple to come to the United States and they took great care to
set everything up just right for their enjoyment. I was used as a guide, a person they could turn to for
anything they needed or wanted. I was directed to anticipate whatever needs they might have and fulfill them. I was assigned to purchase Disney toys for the boys that were left in their room upon arrival.
Food, clothes, rest, massages, shopping, entertainment, anything they wanted, I arranged it for them.
They paid for Diana to get the full treatment at a beauty salon during the time set up for me to target
They put me with Charles while the rest of the royal family was being entertained and I was told to
tend to him. As always, they told me that he was shy and, because of his position, could not ever make a
sexual advance to a public individual. So, they explained to him that I was a trusted and safe person, and
in turn instructed me that all I had to do was to come on to him; he knew the door was open and safe, all
I had to do was lead the way.
While Di was off getting coiffeured and someone tended the children, I was told to lunch with
Charles in the room and then to come on to him. When it was time, I reached out and touched the white
dress shirt that covered his chest and when I saw that this created a favorable reaction, I reached out and
took hold of his hand. I was trained that a man must feel sure that you care about him and will not
humiliate or make fun of him in any way. He was to feel 100% safe with me. So during lunch, I listened
very carefully to everything he said and kept building him up, complimenting him and showing him that
I really understood what he was telling me completely. He seemed to need and like that a lot. Towards
the end of lunch, he picked up my hand and kissed the inside of my palm and told me how wonderful it
was to have someone he could talk to, someone who really understood. He explained that there were not
many people he could talk to like this in his country, because it could leak to other people and then it
could cause him and his country many problems. Prince Charles said that it had been explained how
trusted I had been to the Rockefellers over the years and how he could also trust me, that I would keep
private “our meeting,” he called it. He was very sincere and acted like he meant every word he said.
Evidently, Charles really trusted the Rockefellers. I don’t know why. After he kissed my hand, I reached
over and put my hand on his face and reiterated that he was safe with me and that I was thoroughly
briefed on what his needs would be while he was visiting, and that he could totally relax knowing that
anything that was said or done would remain private and protected. With sincere gratitude he said, “That
means the world to me. It is not often that I am allowed this privilege.”
The royal family was on a schedule and I only had a couple of hours to do the job I was assigned to
do on Charles. After listening and a sexual rendezvous, I took him into the shower and soaped him down
and rinsed him off, then helped him out, dried him off, and brought him some clothes. He seemed
comfortable with all of the attention and I acted like I loved nothing more than doing everything for him.
While he combed his hair he explained to me while he was looking into the mirror, that he was not used
to the luxury of being alone in this way, that at home he always had servants attending to him and so he
really liked the time we had together. Taking his hand, I delivered the message that I was preprogrammed
to deliver, laying the groundwork my controllers dictated for future encounters. I
explaining that I deeply enjoyed the time we had spent together and looked forward to many other such
joyous occasions! He smiled and said yes, and I let myself out of the room. There were security men in
the hallway by their suite and I smiled at them, neatly redressed now in my navy suit and heels, as I
walked to the elevator.
My instructions after I left Charles were to go to a room down on another floor and let myself in
with a key I would find in my pocket. Once in the room, I picked up the phone and dialed a number and
began telling all the details of our conversation and time together. For all I know, I may have been
talking to a tape recorder on the other end. Without making any other conversation, I finished my
debrief and hung up. Then I went down to the lobby. The hotel was very elegant, with waterfalls, wood,
glass, and brass decorating the lobby. I do not know the name or where I actually was.
Charles’ repeated disclosure of the vital importance of his relationship with Di remaining stable
for the good of his country was the information Kissinger and the Rockefellers needed to form their strategy. I believe that now armed with this information, they had the perfect way to destabilize
England, through destabilizing the royal couple’s relationship. So they did just that and began devising a
plan to destroy Di and Charles’ relationship from the inside out. Over time, little seeds of doubt were
planted, originating from Kissinger’s and the Rockefeller’s strategic plan, at times delivered through me,
about the royal couple’s relationship and about Di to Charles and about Charles to Di, and they may have
worked them both from other angles. I know that they had me give certain messages that were meant to
be a wedge between the two. They were always subtle, never aimed directly at them, but the inferences
For example, I was sent in to talk to Di. They had me befriend her by giving me information about
her that I could ‘drop’ at a time when we were alone. I did and she opened up and began crying, which is
just exactly what they wanted her to do. Then I talked to her and helped her feel better. They wanted a
bond to be set in place for later use so they could get inside information about England. Even more they
wanted to know how they could “get to Charles” in order to influence him without him knowing. I was
with them several times and each time spent time alone with Di talking about her difficulties. She
seemed starved to talk to someone who understood and I had been armed with enough information to be
that understanding person. Our controllers wanted the familiarity to ‘breed’ in each succeeding visit so
they could have more and more of a doorway in to influence the royals. I overheard our controllers
arguing about using me with her again. They said, “We can’t risk having her become a familiar face.” To
which another man reported, “She’s a long way from home and so is Di and they will never meet again by
accident in a million years. You worry too much. These things always have a way of working themselves
So, the other man said, “Okay, okay, we’ll use her, but just one more time.”
I could relate to Di. We were both married, had children and shared some common ground,
including having husbands that were not sexually passionate and seemed disinterested in that way. They
were hoping to be able to keep Di involved because she was so easy to access – as they termed it, “looselipped.”
But that isn’t how it worked out. After Di was comfortable with me, I was programmed to
disclose that I wished I had a husband who liked to be very sexual with me. All the while my
programmers knew from my report of Charles’ sexual encounter that he was not a sexually motivated
man. Then they could go about directing their media arms to capture and detail any problems that came
between the royal couple, even at times creating problems that were not there in the first place – creating
suspicions on both sides. It was an ugly strategy, but looking back, it worked. The monarchy was
destabilized by this plan.
Prince Charles Visits the Island
Prince Charles came to the island [Maui] when he and Di were having marital problems. He came just to
relax and get some perspective. The Council instilled a whole agenda into me for the week I entertained,
toured, listened, and had sex with Prince Charles. Retrieving this memory made me really nauseated
Sons of the Elite are conditioned to be leaders in the New World. Robotic mind control won’t be
necessary for their compliance. They have been conditioned to accept this new agenda without being
given all the information and will be allowed to be “free thinkers,” unless they don’t follow directions.
The Elite are used to having servants so this overall concept is not especially different for them because
they have been brought up to believe that they are born privileged, are of a superior genetic strain and
have a responsibility to lead. I was used, under mind control, to further many of these attitudes with the
sons of many world figures. It was just a matter of conditioning them with the beliefs, a little at a time,
which would support the changeover. The egos of these young men have been very carefully created and
conditioned. Prince Charles’ boys are possibly doomed to the same form of conditioning.
The Council sees this as a planetary enhancement, with the globe entering a time of health, new
excitement, and abundance for those deemed capable of making a difference in the future of the human
After I was finished being dressed with accessories, the lady took me out into one of the main
rooms – this one was forest green and Prince Philip was there. She reminded me beforehand to curtsy
and bow deeply to him and to stay down and bow my head for awhile – which I did, before this man
dressed in a black tux, complete with cummerbund and shiny black shoes. Rocky came into the room
and put his cigar down in an ashtray, bowed to Philip and said, “I wanted you two to have some time to
get acquainted before the other guests arrived.” Then he went on to explain to Prince Philip, “She has
been dedicated solely to you for the evening. Your wants are her desires.”
Rocky shook Philip’s hand with both hands and explained, “It’s an honor to have you here this
evening and to express our sincerity, this young lady has been dedicated to you for your Highnesses
pleasure for the night.”
“Thank you,” Philip replied. “You’re most kind.”
They continued speaking in formalities. That’s how everyone spoke around Philip. Rocky handed
him a drink that the butler/bartender had made and excusing himself, said, “I’ll leave you two alone for
awhile and I’ll be back to check on you to see if there’s anything you want or need.” As he walked out of
the room, the butler who was on his heels closed the doors. I was just a teenager, but my inner twin
sister, Sharon, was the personality that was groomed for these assignments with the elite.
Philip and I sat on the couch and I smiled at him and was shy, as programmed. He reached out
and took my hand and sipped his drink. He was nervous like he wasn’t sure how to act or just what to say
to me. But he began, “You’re very young and very beautiful.”
“Thank you, your Highness,” I replied shyly.
Prince Philip reached out and put his arm around me and I leaned up and kissed him. He was younger and more squarely handsome in a homely kind of way than the old men I was used to. “This is just the beginning of a very wonderful evening,” I said as I kissed him on the cheek. I knelt down in
front of him, placing my carefully manicured hands on his knees and looked into his eyes as I started
inching my hands near his crotch.
Quickly he said, “I’d like to enjoy looking at you this evening at the party, knowing you will be my
dessert.” I smiled up at him and nodded yes, then got up and sat back down by his side.
He stood and ushered me out to the other room without waiting for Rocky to come back to get us.
I thought, “He didn’t follow the rules,” but it didn’t seem to matter.
The beautifully dressed people at the party bowed to him all night, even the men. I sat off on a
couch in a corner alone for some time and he just kept looking over at me and smiling. Since I was under
mind control I couldn’t think to accurately identify the Royal family structure and mistakenly thought to
myself, “I wonder where the princess is, or if there is one?” In addition, I couldn’t think to question or to
know what I was actually involved in. This wasn’t a large party and I didn’t know or recognize the others.
Philip spoke very formally but didn’t act how I thought a prince or a king was supposed to act. I
had no way of understanding his position in the Royal family, but assumed that since everyone was
bowing to him, he must be a king. He just kept looking at me like he was reminding himself of what was
to come. Later, people began to leave, and they all took forever saying goodbye. Then some men in suits
took us by limo to a hotel there in New York – a penthouse suite – and escorted us up to the room. I didn’t
know who the men were, if they were guards or his own security, but they acted like the Secret Service
agents did. I had been given a white, full-length coat to wear. I felt like ‘a princess’ since I usually wasn’t
dressed quite that formally.
Once inside the room, he started to undress out of his formal clothes. “Please your Highness,” I
offered, “allow me.” He sat on the bed while I took off my coat and kneeled down to take off his shoes,
socks (with the elastic straps), and then I undid his cummerbund and unbuttoned his shirt very slowly
and seductively while I kissed him gently all over his face. I rubbed his neck and shoulders for awhile and
then took off his pants. He wore boxer shorts, the baggy kind.
Once he was undressed, he slowly took off my clothes, and then pulled back the sheets and laid
me in the bed and began kissing me. He was passionate and didn’t hurt me. I was sent to sexually service
him at other times.
Did MI6 know about this, and if so what did they do about it?
It seems that the “intelligence” or “security” services, appear incompetent at the job we perceive them to do, or they are not in fact doing that job for the countries but in fact working in league with other “intelligence” services to compromise people in positions of power so that they can be controlled by others.
- How is it possible for the UK “intelligence” services not to know of a massive US mind controlled network of sex slaves?
- How was it possible that UK “intelligence” services did not know about Savile huge abuse of children?
- How is it possible that UK “intelligence” services did not know about Epstein’s massive compromising and blackmail operation?
Has Britain got the most incompetent “intelligence” services and Joint Intelligence Committee in the world, or do they work for someone else?
 1999 Brice Taylor Thanks for the Memories: The Truth Has Set Me Free! the Memoirs of Bob Hope’s and Henry Kissinger’s mind-Controlled Slave via Amazon https://www.amazon.co.uk/Thanks-Memories-Truth-Memoirs-KissingerSmind-Controlled/dp/0966891627/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1491167352&sr=8-2&keywords=thanks+for+the+memories
 1999 Brice Taylor Thanks For The Memories
[6a] 2016 Dec 6 cathy fox blog Brice Taylor 1 – Chapter 33 Bill Clinton and Hillary https://cathyfox.wordpress.com/2016/12/26/brice-taylor-1-chapter-33-bill-clinton-and-hillary/ http://archive.is/RFxJ3
[6b] 2017 Apr 3 cathy fox blog Brice Taylor was Hunted by George Bush Senior https://cathyfox.wordpress.com/2017/04/03/brice-taylor-was-hunted-by-george-bush-senior/ http://archive.fo/oNPVF
[6c] 2016 Dec 30 cathy fox blog Brice Taylor 2. Disneyland https://cathyfox.wordpress.com/2016/12/30/brice-taylor-2-disneyland/ archive https://archive.is/qGPfE
- The Sanctuary for the Abused [A] has advice on how to prevent triggers.
- National Association for People Abused in Childhood [B] has a freephone helpline and has links to local support groups.
- One in Four [C]
- Havoca [D].
- Useful post on Triggers [E] from SurvivorsJustice [F] blog.
- Jim Hoppers pages on Mindfulness [G] and Meditation [H] may be useful.
- Hwaairfan blog An Indigenous Australian Approach to Healing Trauma [J]
- Survivors UK for victims and survivors of male rape or the sexual abuse of men [K]
- Voicing CSA group [L] helps arrange survivors meetings in your area
- A Prescription for me blog Various emotional support links [M]
- Fresh Start Foundation Scottish not for profit group, helping child sexual abuse victims & survivors [N]
[A] Sanctuary for the Abused http://abusesanctuary.blogspot.co.uk/2006/07/for-survivors-coping-with-triggers-if.html
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