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Actress Brazenly Reveals How Bill Cosby Allegedly Raped Her Repeatedlyfor Years

I've been hearing quite a lot about Bill Cosby allegedly being a rapist for some weeks now, but like a kid who is bent on believing in the existence of a kind grandfatherly Santa Clause I shut my ears to the rumours, in denial. Today however, a revealing article of Barbarra Bowman who says that when she was a teenager, she was emotionally and sexually abused by the TV legend Bill Cosby, has been published by the Daily Mail. It's lengthy but oh so scandalous, very shocking and revealing. I look forward to hearing Bill Cosby's side of the (numerous) stories.

When comedian Hannibal Buress delivered his recent merciless tongue-lashing at Bill Cosby, calling him a serial 'rapist', there was one woman who was paying particularly close attention. And now, in a new shocking interview with MailOnline, the woman, Barbara Bowman says when she was a teenager, she was emotionally and sexually abused by TV legend Bill Cosby.

She went on to describe in chilling detail how Cosby manipulated her into believing he was a father figure and took advantage of her youth, vulnerability and yes, even ambition, to have his way with her over and over again. Barbara told MailOnline:

'I was drugged and raped by that man. He is a monster. He came at me like a monster. My hope is that others who have experienced sexual abuse will not be intimidated into 
silence by the famous, rich and powerful. If I can help one victim, then I've done my job.' 

What began as a dream in 1985 with a private 'audition' for Cosby ended two years later in screams for help while being pinned down to the comic's hotel bed.
Barbara, now 47, says it's time to end her code of silence — a silence that at least 13 other victims have followed — spanning three decades.

I'm finally revealing all of my full story in hopes that others will learn to read the tell-tale signs of abuse and not wait as long as I did. No one believed me for years. They said Bill would never do that. That it was preposterous. But I'm putting my name out there and standing behind these words, just like Burress. No more code of silence.'

Now, 25 years after the multiple incidents of drugging, sexual assault, and even rape at the hands of the now 77-year-old Cosby, Barbara continued: 

'I've been silent too long. It's time to raise a fuss. I'm a real person that this happened to. And it's taken decades to get over what he did to me. I thank Hannibal Burress for speaking out over and over again, despite the threats from the Industry that it could ruin his career. He is standing up for me and the other women who are too afraid to speak out. And the timing couldn't be better. It sickens me to think he'll be on TV again, playing a father, no less. Maybe he should also teach his fictitious TV family how to escape the talons of sexual predators. 
Bill used to tell me that he was my father figure and that I needed to trust him as a father, 100 percent. Then he'd drug me and attack me. I was to afraid to talk back. He told me over and over again, "Trust me like I was your father." He zeroed in on that like a laser beam.'

 While other victims were allegedly given hush money to prevent them from going public with their accusations, and another settled after filing a court case against Cosby, Barbara is free to speak out.

'I never took shut up money. My motivation to speak now is to expose Bill Cosby as the animal that he is. He went after me in that hotel room like an animal with such sexual prowess and force that he couldn't control himself. And at 19-years-old, I knew it would be the last time he would ever get the chance to hurt me this way again.'

It all began in 1985. The fresh-faced 17-year-old was invited to meet The Coz, as he was known in comedy circles, behind the closed doors of an empty conference room in the back of the Turn of the Century Nightclub in Denver, Colorado.

'I was studying acting when my agent told me Mr Cosby was scouting for young talent and that I'd have a shot to be groomed by him personally. I was eager to please. This could be my big break. The first thing Mr. Cosby said when he met me in the conference room was, "I want you to go in the bathroom and wet your hair…then sit in this chair, shut your eyes and do an improvisation exercise with me." 
He wanted me to act completely drunk, wasted, while he stood behind me and stroked my neck and upper chest. He didn't touch me beyond that, on that day, but that's where it certainly started. Even though it felt off to do the exercise, I gave it my all. I'd learned from years of acting classes that I had to take direction. After all, I was in the presence of the most powerful man in America at that time. Dr Huxtable chose me!'

Cosby with his wife.  

Barbara admits to being scared while with Cosby but she also had strong desires to 'make my way up the ladder. Whenever he'd be in Denver for work, he'd make it a point to meet me, give me acting lessons, and eventually this lead to him flying me all over the country to join him.

'He flew me to Lake Tahoe to attend the John Denver Celebrity Ski Classic. He arranged for me to see Broadway shows in New York. He brought me to Hilton Head, South Carolina, to watch him perform and attend a star-studded golf tournament. He said it was all part of his assessment to see if I was worth mentoring and grooming. He wanted to see how I handled myself around celebrities.'

But Cosby's promises to make Barbara a star, or even audition for 'The Cosby Show,' as she'd hoped, never came to fruition. He did fly the ingenue first class.

'I got the royal treatment. I'd fly to wherever he was. I was met at the baggage claim curb by his right-hand man. Then, I'd be handed off to Bill's bodyguard, who would take care of me until Bill was ready to see me. I was always met by one of his men. I was never alone.'

Soon, the clandestine meetings became routine. Barbara would arrive at Bill's hotel, check into her own room, see Cosby perform on stage, and then wait for the star in his green room.

'He started working on my head right away. He knew I had no father figure in my life. He knew that. yes, I was an independent girl, but he knew I was vulnerable and alone inside. He coerced and manipulated me into trusting him. He insisted I give into him 100 percent.'

Barbara said that Cosby befriended her mother and grandparents, and even flew mom and daughter to Broadway shows, complete with limo treatment and all so that he could get away with his sexual violations.

'He was Dr Huxtable. Everybody loved him,' Barbara's mother Pat Hubbard told MailOnline.
'No one was looking over my shoulder. Or his,' Barbara added. 
''My mother totally trusted him, too. She would have never let me into dangerous hands. She sent me off with her blessings. She wanted me to have these opportunities.'

Now, in retrospect, Barbara believes this was all part of Cosby's plan — to 'gain my mother's trust so that she wouldn't butt in and get in the way.

'By the time I was drugged and raped by him in New York, he'd already broken me down, brainwashed me and made me feel like there was something wrong with me if I resisted his sexual advances. 
Bill would say that he needed to guide me, and that I must trust him. When he'd fill me in on my next itinerary to meet him, he would say, "You're not going to fight me this time, are you?" He'd remind me that if I was going to be a successful actress, I'd have to break down my barriers and "learn to be vulnerable." 'I knew something was wrong, that this was a twisted situation, but if I resisted, I was failing him and failing my good fortune. He was a pot of gold and I needed to take good care of it.'

Barbara said there were times she'd push him away, but then she'd give in. It was Reno, Nevada. 1986. Cosby's hotel suite was darkened.

'He turned out all the lights. It was completely pitch black. He laid me down on the couch and started caressing and touching me all over. Then he put my hand on his penis, covering it with his hand. He had me masturbate him. I couldn't see what was going on. When it was over, I ran out of the room and threw up. 
It was so invasive and frightening and humiliating. There was no way I could tell my mother. I couldn't even admit it to myself. I tried to convince myself that I'd imagined it. That it was a one-time thing, that it wouldn't happen again. And I was paralyzed with fear.
It did happen again. Barbara calls it 'the apartment incident.'
'He invited me to his New York brownstone for dinner. Staff was there. We ate in the kitchen. I had one glass of red wine with dinner. My next recollection is me, coming to, slumped over the toilet bowl, throwing up. I was wearing a man's white t-shirt and my panties. The t-shirt was not mine. Bill was standing over me, holding my hair out of my face as I threw up. I had no idea how I'd gotten there. I'd had one glass of wine with dinner. He was trying to soothe me with his words, "It will be okay. It's okay." 
By the time I came to, the staff was gone. No one in the house but us. And as the fogginess lifted, he escorted me to the couch where I recovered. I then got dressed and he called me a cab. I was mystified. It was a sick pit in my stomach, knowing that I was out of control over the last undetermined amount of time. And that I was undressed, while he was in a white robe, and how had I gotten there?

Barbara is certain she was drugged by Cosby. And she believes raped by him too.

'I know for sure he forced himself multiple times upon me and since he needed to create an environment in which I could not fight him, I can't in all honesty say that I recall penetration because at that time I was in a vacant state of mind, as I was often drugged and brainwashed. 
Whatever drug he gave me, didn't allow me to think clearly when it was over and done with. It didn't register that I should be panicking. It was like amnesia almost. It was like what a lobotomy would do to you. I couldn't even think clearly when I was awake. I was vacant.'

Why Barbara didn't even tell her mother, her closest confidant, of the abuse?

'I was ashamed and scared, first of all. The active part of my brain kept saying to me, 'I'm on top of the world. I was special, with something unique that other aspiring actresses didn't have. I had a false sense of superiority. I felt that I was the chosen one. No cattle calls or paying dues or groveling for jobs. I had the biggest connection ever. 
'I wasn't completely aware of the dissection of my spirit and what was really happening. I had a sense of obligation to give Bill 100 percent. My brain was telling me not to believe it, like I was imagining it not to be true, so much so that I rationalized it away. Pushed it away. If I ignored it, it didn't exist. It was a small price to pay. I thought this was all part of the deal.'

Every time Barbara boarded a plane, at Cosby's request, she would 'pray and pray' on the way to meeting him that this time it wouldn't happen again.

'After all, here I was, picked out of millions of girls, groomed to be a superstar, by a superstar, one of the most important, trustworthy, influential figures in America at that time.'

In fact, Cosby so believed in Barbara's talents, that he moved her into a small apartment in Manhattan to take acting classes at HB Studios in the West Village.

'Bill was my benefactor for sure. Though the agreement was that once I started booking jobs, I'd repay that loan.'

Meanwhile, the sexual and emotional abuse continued.

The last straw occurred in Atlantic City, where Cosby was performing. He flew in Barbara to be with him. By this point, the scenario was obvious.

'A car picked me up at the airport. I went to my penthouse hotel room. But my luggage didn't arrive. I called the concierge to inquire where my bag was, before I went to bed.'

Oddly, Barbara awoke that next morning to discover her luggage had been placed inside her room, part of Cosby suite.

'Who delivered the bag? Certainly, the concierge wouldn't have entered my room unannounced. Once again I wondered what happened after I'd fallen asleep.Then, Bill summoned me into his room. There, he berated me, "What the hell is the matter with you! How dare you have no discretion! You know you're supposed to be discreet. You've embarrassed me. You were drunk." 
'He freaked out that I disclosed to the concierge the fact that a 19-year-old girl was calling from his penthouse. He couldn't handle it. He throws me down on his bed and jumps on top of me. He used his forearm to pin me down by the neck. 
He was trying to unbuckle his belt and take down his pants. I'll never forget the sound of the clinking of his belt buckle. He couldn't get his belt off. I'm screaming for help and trying to wrestle out of his grip while he's trying to get his belt off and he's trying to pull my pants down at the same time. I couldn't get out from under him. 
'I didn't stop screaming. He realizes I'm not stopping. He finally gets to a point of frustration and decides it's too much trouble and he doesn't want to risk it. He gets off me and calls me a "baby." That's when he throws me out.

'Within days, Barbara was also thrown out of the Roslyn house, subsidized by Bill and her agent. She was forced to get on a plane home to Denver that day, without even getting a chance to get her personal belongings. The landlord had locked her out.

'I'd already paid rent. I knew this was no coincidence. Earlier that day, the manager at the grocery store I was working at, told me I had an urgent phone call. It was Bill. He reemed me out and basically told me I was finished. I hung up my apron and walked out the door. I was told I was going home to Denver. Immediately.'

In the period following the 2006 settlement, Cosby went on a college lecture tour and began a campaign, speaking to young black youth to 'pull up their pants' and stop whining about their plight. 

'He was diverting attention from his reprehensible behavior by reinventing himself as an advocate for youth empowerment. Once again, our story took a back seat.
'Step one is exposing Bill Cosby as the monster he is. Step two is getting support from public figures, like Burress, who had the courage to speak out. Hollywood's not deaf. Buress is surely not the only one to know about this. But no one is talking. There's too much to lose. Yet, that leaves us victims feeling like we are on a desert island fending for ourselves, and that's a lonely place to be.'

Though Barbara is now a successful abstract expressionist artist in Scottsdale, Arizona and a happily married mother of two, she admits to still being haunted by what Cosby did to her.

'Those experiences live inside me. They take up space in my brain and altered the course of my emotional development and altered the course of my career. Being assaulted like that made a huge impact on my ability to trust my own instincts, as well as others' actions. It was a block I've been working to undo. And a block that Bill Cosby is solely responsible for creating.'



  1. Not everything that glitters is gold.J

  2. WOW!!! Wonders shall never end. Who would v taught. Mrsm

  3. There are different angles into looking at this particular story. Most men in the industry prolly did this unfortunately for him,his victim(s) wasn't a willing partner. He shld hv gotten tips from Hugh Hefner but then again,what do I know????

    1. hmm my point exactly, I am shocked but not necessarily surprised it happens to the best of them.However one point to note is that reading it she kind of encouraged it biko and no one should cuss me out.As a girl who was and almost sexually molested at a tender age, I fought back.It might sound insensitive but she herself said she gave in "sometimes", Americans always know how to pass the buck to someone else, she needs to accept responsibility and admit the part she played too.

  4. When I tell people that the lives of celebrities do not freak me,it seems like am sounding harsh,but d truth is,I envy them not because most of them live a fake life. GOD help them

    1. Like 4 real, why should d life of a celeb even freak any normal Person out whn this is how most of them esp d females attain stardom. This is how it is even in Nollywood and d music industry as well. The tussle they go through jes 2 remain popular. Producers and managers digging in and out of dr pu55ies and a55holes. Show me an A-list Nigerian actress or musician and I'd tell u dt she has gone tru dz....
      Is it d Ini Edo's, Genevieve, Rita Domnic, Stella D, Tonto, Omosexy, Waje....

      D list is endless so Phuleeeeseee.

      We d so called "ordinary pple" live a better and fulfilled life than them. Ask Micheal Jackson and he'd tell u better..

  5. Alright, Read & Digested.
    My only question is this: "If she had successfully became Rich & Famous at the hands of Bill, will she come out like this to accuse him still?"

    I'm waiting for one very successful person to accuse another less successful person of such & encourage other unsuccessful people!

    1. Some of them hv actually. Omotola 4 instance has accused some producers of dt in d past and has been involved in lots of charity works, counseling and child/youths awareness program over the years coz she knows wht she went tru. Blessing Effiong the producer of Lekki housewife also accused producers of such lately but she didn't call out any of them in particular 4 obvious reasons so it's left 4 the unsuccessful pple 2 use their gumption!

    2. Please they should name names so those fools will be behind bars & the world will have one less evil person!

  6. Na wa oo!


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