It's a life story spun out in expletives. She's the Midwest's answer to Stanford and Adler and it just goes to prove that a Madam can sometimes do better than the Missus in the Bible Belt. She was a ""slow country girl,"" daughter of a smalltown banker who one day decided ""hell, I can be fancy women too."" It all started with a ""mutual seduction"" in advanced adolescence which took her in and out of the first of many marriages. She became a party girl, hostess to the mostess in the underworld, buddy of Al Capone who helped set her up. Her adventures took her to a fishing shack in Colorado for five months with a dapper robber who paid her $10,000 for her extended companionship while he was cooling it from the law. She drifted to San Francisco, then to a lumber camp in Canada with a persistent millionaire, and finally ended up in Milwaukee with an established reputation as a classy Madam. Business boomed until the late hours and the suicide of her current husband (a rum-runner) made her decide to try a change of pace. She opened a speakeasy which became famous as ""Dirty Helen's"" and her colorful language packed the house. She semi-retired but ""an old Madam never dies;"" the speakeasy has turned into a bar and Helen, at the writing of this book was recently arrested for the first time for hustling...she was eighty-one. There are gamey bits and ribald tales aplenty here and it's a !?!?**! good story.