An
autobiographical expose of life as a friend to
the rich and famous
My Norman
Rockwell childhood was anything but that. Once
you stepped inside the painting. It was a life
of clashes and violence with a mother so
indoctrinated in conservatism. My relationship
with my mother ended in divorce.
From the
bible belt of the Tennessee hills to the
Hollywood hills, Nob hill, and Capital hill,
this is my tell all odyssey of the underworld
and Washington Elite.
A chance
meeting one night with ‘Madam Wayland Flowers'
landed me in Hollywood and into the life of
adult video stardom that led to modeling, male
stripping and escort service leading to
clandestine encounters with the Hollywood stars.
