Historically this new trend to out gropers in Parliament is tame stuff, go back over a few generations of Prime Ministers, MP's and Lords, and some truly salacious goings on have been well documented, for example:
Even at the time, David Lloyd George’s penchant for the ladies was very well known, earning him the nickname ‘the Goat’. As one of his own aides put it, the brilliant Welsh orator was ‘mental on matters of sex. In his view, a man and a woman could not possibly be friends without sexual intercourse.’
The list of his conquests could probably fill every page of this newspaper. Within months of his marriage to the stolid and long-suffering Maggie, he had already strayed, impregnating a Liberal activist known only as Mrs J.
Not content with also impregnating his wife’s cousin, Kitty Edwards, Lloyd George had affairs with ‘Mrs Tim’ who was married to his friend Timothy Davies, as well as Julia Henry, another Liberal MP’s wife.
He also carried on for decades with his secretary, Frances Stevenson, whom he forced to have at least two abortions. And there were many more — so many that nobody has ever produced a definitive count. He even slept with his son Dick’s troubled wife, Roberta, and this when he was well into his 60s.
At the time, people joked that Lloyd George had a love child in every town in Britain.
The story goes that one day Dick Lloyd George went into a pub and fell into conversation with a stranger who looked just like him. The stranger eventually confessed that Lloyd George was indeed his father, and was secretly paying him £400 a year.
There are dozens more high profile cases, the current whinnying from the lads and lasses in parliament are pitiful compared to some of the old masters' antics
Anyone frustrated by single and double yellow lines, traffic wardens, the MOT test and the "temporay" 70 MPH speed limit might like to muse on the peccadilloes of Ernest Marple MP, the Minister of Transport responsible for the introduction of all of these and more:
The story of John Profumo, the War Minister who slept with the topless showgirl Christine Keeler, is well known. Less so are the shenanigans of Ernest Marples, the Transport Minister, who was often described by Westminster wags as London’s prostitutes’ most reliable client.
When the then Master of the Rolls Lord Denning was drafting his 1963 judicial inquiry report into the Profumo scandal, Marples almost made a cameo appearance as the ‘Man in the Mask’, who had supposedly been involved in various orgies, naked but for a Masonic apron and mask, along with a sign saying, ‘If my services don’t please — whip me’.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5048781/Sex-predators-make-MPs-look-like-choirboys.html