You see I had everything, I wanted for nothing

You see I already had everything.

He said that he was so happy there was a rape that he could quote and that I would be assaulted again, the more the better because then he wins. A rape is important for trafficking; they need it.

That was the irritating thing for them, that I already had everything. I had more money, I could stay at the Quay Apartments, Cliff Avenue Avoca Beach, or at my garden apartment at Neutral Bay.

When they tried their, “I can make you famous love if you sleep with me or work for me routine..”I rounded on them and laughed in their faces.

Oh how twee. You don’t know any rich people, now do you? You only know showbiz. Gosh, just about no one wants to be famous I said. The uber rich scoff at it, it’s almost an impairment for some in life. Why have people all over your business? I said that I deeply respected actors and true thespians … that they were just like me, head in a book at 10 years old, they were probably reciting Shakespeare just like me or learning Jean Anouilh soliloquy to perform for drama when they were at school. I said no, I couldn’t marry the man that I could with a page 3 profile. Or go into politics and journalism either in front of camera or behind the camera with strategy … yes just like I was being forced to do right there. I’d be a laughing stock if I got surgery to look, “Just like Katie Price.” That I wanted my own look, my own ethnicity and that I could determine any surgery that I wanted.

One of the first times that I became aware that they were jealous that I already had everything, was when they yelled at me for living in the same street as a high court judge. He screamed at me for daring to have grown up in the same street as a high court judges, he swore and yelled that now he couldn’t just make up who I am to people now, that too many bigger people than him knew me so how would he take over my life and sacrifice it for him and his children ?

He said that he was upset that everyone else had like me and my male friends had grown up with everything and he had a grudge against the wealthy, and that he would find a woman who had a grudge against the wealthy too, just like him, who would help with a veneer for fraud and embezzling who also wanted to plot to be near the royal family. I could easily see that he had dark psychology. It was absolutely glaring… in fact, how could he hide it? These poor women who want to be famous either must be narcissists themselves or they must like them. People in politics were not narcissists, they were ostensibly doing things for society at large.

Eventually the men started laughing at me because they were drugging me to force me to work, to dissociate, and to be compliant.

He said he just wanted to know what it was like to be Uber rich, and that he would steal to do it. He said that he could trick women into sleeping with him. If he stole money he could trick the biggest women in the world into sleeping with him (this sleazy little lowlife who said he was going to marry his children directly into royalty by using pedophiles to help him to steal my work). He was being laughed at out of the room, the least sexy man there, laughed at by all the rappers, and all the DJs, he was so laughed at that he went, and bought a woman from a brothel and offered her to them for free. He eventually admitted that he purchased her. When he prepared, and had a third party hooker show an apartment to me the said that I could live there but that I would never be allowed to have another man over, another woman over or to leave the apartment. He later quipped that he would inject me with heroin when he was done. I quipped after I saw it, and he said that there would only be two people in my life, “Where is the Harbour Bridge, where is the Opera House?” I still laughed at the psychopath … his dark psychology was blatantly obvious to anyone not poor and desperate.

He did buy the prostitute “Sasha”,  the men didn’t know that she’d been purchased, and he pretended he just hired her by the hour so he could trick them into sleeping with a woman that he, he said he needed social pariahs and white supremacists to get the “black men controlled.”

They brought over our suburbs social pariahs (and he later slept with her hefty sister in return for lies about me and my family), they were going back stage forever in Australia in return for being the “bogans for the orgies.” It was quid pro quo for smearing. One had a nickname at school of “troglodyte”, it was given to her by the boys. There was almost zero allure there and neither had a good body. She was from a closed extremist white supremacist background, and they had either stolen money or won the lotto….they said both, but the suburb that they was too embarrassing to mention, and Dural people wouldn’t take them seriously or would scoff at them for their lies. She tried to lie about being a horse rider. Asking me to show her the intricacies of what my horses eat because she had been thrown out of a party an hour away (she said she had to drive an hour away to be able to lie convincingly to a boy so he would agree to make out with her), she apparently said that they eat straw.

He said he was going to try to make me look crazy. He said that me being raped was the best thing that ever happened to him, that he could dissociate me, he started saying you know the way you are love that I can like trigger you and have you dissociate? Well I can say you’re crazy, and that you made up this whole (pedophile network in 95 to steal) and then we can drug you, and will drug you. But the problem was when I got home, he started calling to scream at me, for living with my brother, because you see my brother was a law student, and the students who frequented the house, own television stations. and radio stations, or they knew Bill Gates, or they owned law firms in the States, and (unlike him and his unbridled dark psychology jealous streak) and so on, and they already had their private jets in their private yachts, and he didn’t, and he wanted to be one of them. So he’d call to try to dissociate me, and I just laugh at him, and he’d say now I can’t make you look crazy, and he screamed at me “stay away from all lawyers, stay away from all billionaires,” and I said why would I do that? I’m not sacrificing my life for you, and he said yes you are, so he later sent someone to drug me, someone to dissociate me.

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