Full Service: My Adventures in Hollywood and the Secret Sex Lives of the Stars

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Bowers' illicit activities were never detected by the authorities; he kept all his contact information in his head. E. was not wound enough, here is news that the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, on miserable occasions, when driven to depths of boredom, actually had sex with each other instead of with members of their own sex. As well as a titillating catalogue of sexual intrigue, the book is designed to expose of the hypocrisy and fear that swirled beneath the industry's on-screen glamour and crafted wholesomeness. After reading what he witnessed on that beach, I would understand living a life without a shred of shame (especially about sex, which people should not feel ashamed about, anyway). I’m more than willing to believe that he had threesomes with Noel Coward, or that Somerset Maugham would stage elaborate tableaus in which multiple couples (man/woman, man/man, woman/woman, group) would all perform in front him while he simply watched and sipped a drink.

Adam Tschorn, writing for the Los Angeles Times, described the book as having an uneven, at times choppy, pace and much purple prose, highlighting a passage in which Bowers describes how he milked a cow. He also claims to have provided women—mostly prostitutes—to Alfred Kinsey as interview subjects for his famous study on human sexuality. According to Full Service the studios would all but empty of their big-name talent whenever Scotty Bowers' evening shift began at a little gas station on Hollywood Boulevard. Sexually promiscuous yet able to compartmentalize his life, Scotty has a wife and child at home, but spends days, even weeks away from home, working as a bartender for friends’ parties, setting up tricks, and tricking himself. He was a marine who saw active service in the Pacific, and then he settled in Los Angeles, first as a gas pump attendant and then as a barman and unofficial trickster at Hollywood parties.

Bowers presents himself as a sort of unpaid pimp, and it is perplexing why he bothered to do all that work for nothing. And there are just too many things that make no sense in the grand scale of culture, society, and class. I watched the documentary first, before reading the book (in truth, I just bought it and am almost finished. Most stories feel like they were directly dictated since they end in rhetorical questions more often than in typical literature. Like, he talks about people he's never even seen before randomly approaching him to give him blowjobs.

In his thirty years 'tricking' and arranging tricks for LA's rich and famous, Bowers went to bed with thousands of people and engineered sexual liaisons of all flavours for countless more. Scotty’s family was poor like 98% of all other families were and both parents had to work long hours.This handsome ex-Marine and his friendly gas station have long been alluded to in Hollywood memoirs. He strains credulity when he relates having sex with the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, both together and separately. But the sad reality, is-he’s a sex addict resulting from continual sexual abuse starting as a little kid.

Griffin Dunne, Actor/Director "[Scotty Bowers] made his reputation by sleeping with everyone in Hollywood who wasn't actually Lassie, and now he tells all. I'll get to the details of his sexual exploits later, but this former Marine also details his time serving in the Armed Forces in the Pacific.Well, if you look at the cover of his memoir, you'll see a strikingly handsome man in his Marine uniform.

He was already something of a bisexual sex-addict (a term I dislike; let's just say he needed it, and got it, every day from anyone he could) when the actor Walter Pidgeon pulled in for gas; Scotty tripped his gaydar, Pidgeon propositioned him, and they went off to Pidgeon's house for a poolside MMM three-way. Which again, I suspect some readers are shocked by because they think that concept was invented only in their generation -lol. I'm not going to blindly accept everything he says as gospel, necessarily, because he didn't come out with his tell-all until almost everyone involved was dead. He shows no regrets and rationalizes that his life was dedicated to bringing ‘joy’ to a multitude of people.And what I got from this book is not the actual sex acts - plenty of that - but the fact that it was a world that was full of secrets - and secrets are very very seductive. And people who don't know there's a vast world of gay/bi women hidden in plain sight, may be shocked. The strangest aspect here was the vitriol Bowers exhibited towards those few celebrities who somehow managed to not sleep with him.