CHAPTER ELEVEN
After my first big Hollywood movie, for which I received an Oscar, as you may recall, Dirk, my old s*x film director, came to wild America. I saw him, of course. I was on top of the heap and he was down. He'd been having a rough time. He wanted to release the stags we'd made, making my identity known. He said we could make a million. I said I'd already made a million and that I was not going to do it, not right now. The world wasn't ready for it. Dirk threatened to do it on his own and I called my lawyer and we had a three-way discussion. My lawyer came up with this idea.
"Your image was built on s*x Kitsy. Passion's Queen was pure s*x and the whole industry knows how you achieved that climax scene. The world is changing. People don't condemn you for being sexy, they en
