Category: Hollywood & Shannon

My Sexcapades at Cannes

It is our driver, Jean-Christophe, who has caught my eye. He’s an older man of twenty-three and alluringly poker-faced. His eyes are a cerulean blue, his hair a tangle of black curls one could twist one’s fingers into.

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Brandon Lee Memoir

Brandon Lee, a Memoir

I watch the actor named Brandon shoot pool. Robin told me earlier that he’s Bruce Lee’s son, which I thought was kind of cool. But it wasn’t until he walked onstage, chock-full of charisma, that my heart throbbed like a teeny-bopper at a David Cassidy concert circa 1975.

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My Glamorous Experience Starring In A Movie! Smash, Crash & Burn

“I could get you a job here if this acting thing don’t work out,” Bea says. “Wow, thanks. I’m flattered.” I’m in the Torture Room at Fran’s Ranch, a whorehouse in Beatty, Nevada. We’re shooting a scene for a non-union movie called, Leta Has Two Lovers and I’m worried the only reason I have a part in the film is because the director, Benjamin, is trying to get in my pants.

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Self-Help Book About Healing Love Addiction

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