Merv Griffin- A Life in the Closet by Darwin Porter

Author:Darwin Porter [Porter, Darwin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780978646509
Publisher: Blood Moon Productions
Published: 2009-05-16T00:00:00+00:00

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When they weren't performing or drinking in lounges, the fiftytwoyearold Tallulah and the twentynineyearold Merv were seen together on the town. Most observers thought Merv was Tallulah's latest trick, and, wanting to maintain his straight image, he didn't deny it to anyone who asked.

On some occasions she invited the most handsome and masculine of bartenders to feel her new breasts, following her mammoplasty. “Unlike some of those Vegas showgals with their plastic bobs, dah-ling, these jugs are real. All me! And a good place to lay that beautiful head of yours tonight.”

Many of these bartenders accepted her offer. If she later discovered that they were gay, and had only come to her suite to “hang out with the legendary Tallulah Bankhead,” she generously handed them over to Merv so he could service them. On one such occasion, she held up her fingers. “Thank God for masturbation,” she said. “The practice has saved my life on many a dark night.”

At times, the star, being Tallulah, made a drunken nuisance of herself. She asked Merv to accompany her to the hotel lounge across the street to hear Bobby Short perform. Once seated, she talked loudly through his entire performance. When Merv gently chided her to keep quiet, she answered in a loud voice, “I've always respected darkies, even as a young gal growing up in niggerhating Alabama. I even went down on both Hattie McDaniel and Billie Holiday so that proves there's not one bone of prejudice in my body.”

When she wasn't watching other performers, Tallulah was fascinated with Las Vegas gangsters, with names like Slasher, Lefty, Louis, Wingy, and Cincinnati. “Oh, dah-ling, I just love men who wear their hats indoors. Bugsy Siegel told me that all gangsters in Vegas are built like brick shithouses and hung like tyrannosaurs.”

During her final week in town, Tallulah ordered Merv to invite five of the sexiest gangsters she'd met to her suite for a private party. On the afternoon before the party, she'd been drinking heavily. True to form, the five gangsters arrived and after checking out the rooms for a hidden assassin, they filed in.

Tallulah divided her time among the gangsters, sitting on each of their laps as she tongue kissed them, followed by a clinical grope. And in spite of her age and booze consumption, she even performed cartwheels for them. During the cartwheels, she revealed to the men that she wore no panties.

Before midnight, she whispered to Merv that she wanted him to usher each gangster—there were five in all—one by one into her suite at fortyfive minute intervals. “That's half an hour for them to do their business, with fifteen minutes left for me to freshen up between bouts. After all, a lady wants to look presentable for her next suitor.”

In later years, Merv swore that this gangbang actually happened and wasn't just another one of those apocryphal Tallulah stories.

In her suite that night, Cincinnati was mobster number two to enter Tallulah's bedroom. She later invited him to spend the night for an encore.

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