The vice squad and the press were constantly lurking on the periphery, eagerly waiting to pounce. I reached this decision not long ago as I was driving east along Hollywood Boulevard. As he turned the wheel he pointed out the imposing gates on the other side of the street.
I got the feeling that he liked what he saw. I swam a lap or two before Potts reappeared, followed by Pidgeon, who was naked except for a towel tucked around his waist. Grove Press. The people behind the memoir, including Mr.
Where bejeweled and fur-clad women once strolled arm in arm with tall, handsome men in tuxedos, there are now mainly tourists during the day and, after sundown, drunks, drug pushers, and the homeless. Turner Classic Movies will never quite look the same.
In I was twenty-three years old and the city of Los Angeles was witnessing a major spurt of postwar development. Bowers tells it, he stumbled into his profession by accident. It was too unsafe a game to play anymore.
It turned out that both men were married. Brand Publishing.
But the fact is he was hurt; he was sexually abused as a child to the point he pimped himself out as a child. He also claims to have provided women—mostly prostitutes—to Alfred Kinsey as interview subjects for his famous study on human sexuality. Even that was risky. Both major parties defend the Constitution only when it's convenient.
The only physical contact I want with another man doesn't extend past firm handshake, and Bowers goes way past that in his account. Working the evening shift at a gas station on Hollywood Boulevard, he was soon running a lucrative sideline as a "call-boy" he calls it "tricking" with well-heeled Angelinos, most of them in the movie business - both men and women he claims to prefer straight sex.
It is not pleasant reading.
I cooed in mock wonder. Chapter 1 Dream Factory In I was twenty-three years old and the city of Los Angeles was witnessing a major spurt of postwar development. Bowers was most active — were just that: images. There was no little black book. I hemmed and hawed and made a great fuss, doing my best to appear both humbled and excited by his mere presence which, to be honest, I really was.