You'll Feel Dirty After Reading This

In the realm of literary criticism, we have a term for a memoir in which an 86-year-old gentleman looks back at Hollywood in the 1940s and ’50s—a period in which he became known as “Mr. Sex” and tricked with and/or arranged sexual hijinks for no less than Spencer Tracy, Mae West, Edith Piaf, Vincent Price, Tyrone Power, Katharine Hepburn, George Cukor, Noel Coward, Cecil Beaton, Clifton Webb, Raymond Burr, Vivien Leigh, the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, Desi Arnaz, Randolph Scott and Cary Grant, to name only a few.

That term, of course, is fiction.