So getting back to Ava Gardner, the last years of the woman were basically the girls just wanna have fun years on steroids, the beautiful person turned into drunken slut, no man to keep her in check and just booze and sex, dancing and nights out. Well past her forties, ie past wall.
Tellingly she told Artie Shaw 'you know I like to be fucked rough but Frank, he makes love like a woman'. So while Sinatra was kinky and known to have asked girlfriends to do threesomes with prostitutes, he was not into rough sex, which Ava craved.
Sinatra was known to have a huge cock, his valet wrote that he had his clothes custom made to accommodate his largesse, and Ava Gardner famously remarked to Grace Kelly when they were filming Mogambo in Africa, after removing the loin cloth of an African 'Frank's is bigger'.
But that didn't help him, he didn't do Ava rough enough for her liking.
It's actually sad to see how Sinatra remained in love with Ava Gardner, constantly trying to rekindle things, while AG remarks to her ex-husband Artie Shaw that he makes love like a girl, and she fucks anyone she likes in an endless row of male consorts. Even Sinatra came to see this when he saw Ava drunk again and lamented his only love was a drunkard.
I am starting to wonder if love is indeed a mental illness as some believed in ancient times.
Tellingly she told Artie Shaw 'you know I like to be fucked rough but Frank, he makes love like a woman'. So while Sinatra was kinky and known to have asked girlfriends to do threesomes with prostitutes, he was not into rough sex, which Ava craved.
Sinatra was known to have a huge cock, his valet wrote that he had his clothes custom made to accommodate his largesse, and Ava Gardner famously remarked to Grace Kelly when they were filming Mogambo in Africa, after removing the loin cloth of an African 'Frank's is bigger'.
But that didn't help him, he didn't do Ava rough enough for her liking.
It's actually sad to see how Sinatra remained in love with Ava Gardner, constantly trying to rekindle things, while AG remarks to her ex-husband Artie Shaw that he makes love like a girl, and she fucks anyone she likes in an endless row of male consorts. Even Sinatra came to see this when he saw Ava drunk again and lamented his only love was a drunkard.
I am starting to wonder if love is indeed a mental illness as some believed in ancient times.