The book arrived a few days ago and I finally opened the package. it's 340 pages, they feel almost damp in your hand between the hard covers, the slippery paper is so heavy; the font light 10 point roman, hard to read, the "Autobiography of James Mason, Before I Forget". A few weeks back I posted that I was remembering the picture he drew of these flying creature like things they weren't Birds they were sort of birds.
**********Thursday, January 22, 2026
Who was that mystery man? ********
I bought the book and hesitated to open it because I didn't want to find out that I was imagining this whole thing so it took a day or two to open it.
I leafed through the pages and there's lots and lots of illustrations, all of them in the same light hesitant pen as the one I remembered. I flipped all the way to the back and the Very last illustration in the book is the one that he showed me the night or two I spent with him in 1968 or 69? I was trafficked to James Mason at age 19 or 20, and all this talk about Jeffrey Epstein caused me to remember it and go to Amazon and find the last copy of his autobiography with pictures he drew and so I bought it for $20 used and just opened it and found the proof that yes it was James Mason that I was trafficked to in maybe it was even 1967. Then I would have been 19.
As I diddled around my kitchen just now it dawned on me, Lolita. James Mason starred in that movie, Lolita, the reason they called Epstein's airplane the Lolita Express was because of that movie Lolita in which James Mason starred.
In fact, I own Lolita the film in my Amazon purchases and I think I have a DVD of it too. I love that movie and every time I watch it I get this cushy feeling when I see James Mason and the way Humbert Humbert looked at young Dolores
There is a chapter titled Beverly Hills way in the back of his book and so I'm going to read that first and see if from what he writes I can figure out what was the timeline that caused me to end up in his apartment for a couple nights on the corner of Fountain and Crescent Heights and, as memories Leaf into my head, I was running around naked in front of him, casually, which astonished and pleased him.
Ref: https://cityofangels25.blogspot.com/2026/01/who-was-that-mystery-man.html***


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