A new book claims that John Kennedy, my old boss, slept with Princess Diana in a New York hotel room.

I’m hardly an expert on John’s sex life, and it’s not something I wrote about in my own book, American Son.

But about this particular innuendo, trust me—it just ain’t so. It’s just the kind of thing that people say about people who aren’t around any longer to defend themselves. And in this case, it’s a kind of celebrity sex fantasy. Because their lives seemed similar in various surreal elements…and they certainly would have made an attractive couple, wouldn’t they?