The Sacrificial Lamb
It’s okay they said, she has both moles and olive skin… we can use her as a sacrifice and no one need catch us…. I’ve brought over some white supremacists from her area … all except they won the lotto and can’t gain acceptance there so being white supremacists they both agree with and help with slavery and trafficking.
Oh I’ve wondered for a while now is The Dictator about a male celebrity in the former Epstein network. He said that it was too big to fail. He said that there were too many big people above him to ever be caught. He said that all that rape talk, dissociation, chasing off rich boyfriends and hiring a dog rapist to both assault my dogs and to kill my children was like taking candy from a disgusting little olive skinned slave who would just not comply, flirt with him, stay in the room who just kept boasting that she had richer friends and boyfriends with private planes (and he just wanted to fly private) and who laughed out loud when he said that he had 7 million pounds and that it was a lot of money. He said that he needed to chase off the wealthy from my life because Jeffrey and Jimmy said that they couldn’t do it to anyone wealthy; they could only did it to poor scum he said. Boy was he in the heads of the poor scum, the narcissists, and those who want fame. I laughed and said, my gosh, you have never met an actual wealthy person have you…. You’ve only met famous people, and sycophants. I laughed, I demanded payment and to not be termed a slave anymore as he would not allow me to gain employment elsewhere … he had a hooker show me a place with polished timber floors that was not sleeping on the floor… oh you poor boy scum I laughed … oh my goodness … where is the Harbour Bridge I scoffed, where is the Opera House … oh you don’t know that rich women neither like famous men nor want to marry fame. Why not just move back into the Quay Apartments I scoffed. I said can I bring my dogs over and he said no, Vini, would not he allowed to visit me there, nor would the newly formed band or the soldier… no I would be locked in there and never be allowed to go out again… just like his sex slave. He would be the only man who came over to see me … what for sex … to be trained my an Epstein hooker … or to write lyrics so that he could enter the upper echelons via fraud, as we both knew that 7 million pounds was not enough. Even I laughed at 7 million pounds. Everyone that we know has more than 7 million pounds I laughed.
He yelled at him and said that they needed to hide everything that Vini wrote … that he couldn’t afford to have him or anyone else be famous.
They
They always send a fat curmudgeon to say that as an Anglo Saxon … the uglier the better…. That as a German with an elderly German father or as an Anglo Saxon or a white supremacist brethren that it “would not have happened to them”…. That my skin colour is ugly and theirs is not. Their whole life they have just wanted to be called beautiful… I was trafficked and my skirt was so short that a man walking behind me walked into a pole.