Sometimes it isn't just life that gives you lemons, it's people. Meet the meanest Mother Pucker in the universe, Lori Jean LaFond. Not a kind word about anyone unless she's trying to scam them. Never the first girl at a bar or party, but always the sourest bitch that clears the room. This system, to explain to all the people she's spread rumors, provides her with the material. Our lives. The victims of this crime share one really important trait, Lori knows what you think. The problem is that she is probably the biggest gossip and liar that I've studied. I like to think of it in terms of "throwing shade" but it's far worse than just, "That girl sleeps around!" It goes to a much more destructive place inside of Lori LaFond.
Foremost, is some need that she seems to have to control people. She doesn't have to be a part of your life, she needs to be a part of it. The tactics she uses are from a sociopath that is very violent, negative, and hateful.
For example, Lori likes to implant and infect gay men with HIV. Most of the time she already knows they are HIV negative. Once she knows that the infection took hold of the victim, she immediately starts in with his HIV status. She doesn't pick strangers to tell that to, she picks family members, friends and anyone that she knows might be hurt by that. Ice cold LEMON-SHADE! Not only is the rapist trying to control her victim, now she wants what she did, to be something shameful for the victim, so she can watch the turmoil unfold.
By the time I went to my ten-year high school reunion, Lori made certain to talk to as many people that I knew as possible. She started telling everyone that I was gay and that I had HIV, then she threw in something even sourer, "He has sex and doesn't tell people he has AIDS!" My question to her is this, "If I don't tell anyone that I'm gay or that I have HIV, then how do you know?" I'll tell you the reason is simple, she gave it to me and then followed me around using this system, then lied about what I was disclosing. None of this, by the way, is her business.
People need to understand that when she infected me, it was 1987 and disclosing your HIV status to anyone was not recommended. There was a ton of HIV discrimination in those days, ask Ryan White's family. I didn't even have sex. One thing that Lori wants to do is minimize what she's done as the rapist. She wants to know what it would be like if people found out that she intentionally infected them with the AIDS virus. She also wanted to have a homosexual that infected her? For me, her rumor spreading pointed directly to her. You see since I wasn't using drugs or having sex, my infection was completely from an unknown source. Having Lori tell people about my sexuality and status coupled with being followed around everyone...showed me her hand, or is it syringe?
Since I graduated from high school in 1986 and received contacts from people that Lori knew, Kelly Barnes and Doug Cobalis, she was able to keep surveillance on me until the summer of 1987 when she found out a way to knock me out, implant me and infect me with her virus. Lori was very promiscuous and the rumor was that she was a drug dealer that used hypodermics. I couldn't have cared less. Between 1987 and 1996, the date of my ten-year high school reunion, Lori had the time to spread this story to everyone. Then she did something else, she got my friends to call me and beg me to come to that reunion. I was working and wasn't going to come until my best friend, Kevin begged me to come. This is the same person that signed an affidavit for Lori's restraining order, but mentioned Lori's homophobic rants from high school in my defense, in doing so. He didn't know that Lori was the subject of my informant work for Bryan Anderson and that just prior to that affidavit, she'd stalked my friends and me to Sedona, Arizona. He didn't know she was the suspect in my broken skull rape.
What Lori has to say to people is generally the product of her spying on them or the people around them. There was a period when she had cars following people all over the place. One of my friends, we'll call him Moe Esparza, was once one of these people but he was working under the auspices of becoming a police officer. This is another person that I am very close too. When something happened and he found out he wasn't working for the police, it caused all kinds of turmoil for him and his family.
The sour glass of lemon water that she makes for other people to drink and watch gag, is something that I've seen since she called me a "flaming faggot" and had my father accused of molesting a student. It's a fantasy of hers to call people out and shame them. Humiliation is key to her satisfaction. What I do here is sugar that water up and make a tasty lemonade out of it. Mother Pucker, also known as Lori LaFond, can't stand that people are finally understanding why she had all those stories about me and others. It's not like she's there. She admits that she "hasn't known a thing about me since high school" in court papers, so how did she know about the HIV that she swears I never mention.
If you ask her friends like Julie or Margie, they'll tell you who the obsessed one is. They've never heard me talk about Lori until Jonathan told me that she was the person that was harassing me, Steven and the rest of us. That fit like a glove. Not O.J.'s glove, Lemonade's glove. There is no way that she's forgetting about my brother in law's shooting, she was his drug dealer. Her uncle protected himself and shot him. She's forgetting meeting Christopher and Anthony on videotape. You see, I go out of my way not to see Lori because she isn't a pleasant memory for me, but not one that I have anything to do with until that rape!!!
The funny thing is that her timing for showing up in Sedona, Arizona coincides with the police chief refusing to do any investigation on that rape that left my skull smashed into tiny pieces. You can't eliminate her because she shows up everywhere I am, then she does what she always does with me; blame the victim.
I will remind everyone that in high school when she pushed that kid in front of a moving car that broke his femur and hip, the driver and passenger were fleeing from a group of boys led by Lori that was attacking them. Lori, wasted as usual, assumed that since the passenger was one of my best friends, that I was the driver. She told everyone that I was driving that car. Funnier still is that the reason that I wasn't attending that party, was because Lori and the same group of boys were trying to physically harm me at school and other places.
So she pushes the kid, they flee in fear for their lives, and Lori blames me! Are we seeing the pattern repeat itself? She was literally fantasizing me into the role of the car driver to try to get me in trouble. I wasn't there. This was long after my father's case was decided and he was easily acquitted. Another lie Lori made up. She does this again with another friend of mine, Danny, hoping he'll accuse my father of sexual molestation, for her. Danny told my sister it was Lori making that shit up. He's a friend still.
The lemonshady shit she did to make that lie work was contacting my parent's best friends and telling them that it was true. Lori made up signs and posted them where someone would find them. The first time she wrote a bogus card from my father to this first accuser and went to his parents. She forces her way into the lives of other people and tries to make that sour situation work. My friend Danny never accused my father or anything like that. His family has known ours for many many years.
Lori's continued attempts to hurt my family ended with the death of my brother in law, my shooting in San Diego, my rape in Palm Springs and her failed attempt in Arizona. Each time Lori is following my family or a member of my family and she uses Bryan Anderson or Bessie Smith to help since they are both implanted.
In her usual style, Lori likes to say that her brother, a gay man, is the person that provides her with all this information. The same brother that she lives with right now.
We know that the rape information that comes from my bloody clothing, is that the rapist uses female blood, refrigerated, full of venereal diseases and other, and the female brother's DNA mixed in. It's a Bloody Lori! That's what I call a sick cocktail like that. It's a fact that Lori and Brian were living less than one block from that rape crime scene. It's a fact that Jonathan was in her place when she left to join her brother that morning of the rape. It's a fact that Steven Frey was also raped in that home. It's a fact that I saw her brother there one night with Steven knocked out. So what makes Lori think that she isn't a viable suspect for the female contributor to that blood found in my body???
Steven and I worked on an interior wall to keep Lori and Brian from coming over to his home in the middle of the night and sexually assaulting him. It's probably still there but I will show you in a later depiction what we did to keep them out. Oh, by the way, Lori thinks that she can barge her way into any home and if you try to keep her out, she gets furious.
In addition to Lori "getting rid of" my brother in law, she has caused many problems for my sister too. Gossip and online profiles will show that Lori went on to facebook or Match.com and started taunting my sister's second husband. Lori gained access to my sister's Bank of America account and stole money from her daughters and her. Brian stole a garage door opener from my sister's home then broke in many times, once spraying blood colored nail polish all over a picture of my sister, my nieces and me. I'd just gotten out of rehab when the picture was taken. It was supposed to be a threat to my family, but it was passed off as something a child had done. It wasn't a child. I'd seen the same kind of thing in my apartment before when I was living in Warm Sands.
You can see that this pattern of lies, violence, and shade is something that Lori does. To try to make herself look like she was some kind of innocent person, she had two of her friends, David and Missy, return a stolen tool belt from my dad's home. This poor attempt came as they were defrauding my sister out of my bank account, for Lori. So here they are trying to make Lori look like she isn't a thief, but at the same time, they are both lying about who they really are for money. It's a double scam. To me apparent and obvious before they did this, but painfully obvious now to my sister and family. Lori likes to think she can "pop-in" any old time and start shit, but I'm prepared for a whole different conversation to be had.
First of all, I'm not letting anyone near her because she has tuberculosis and all kinds of nasty infections that everyone around her has. So if anyone thinks that I don't have a right, test the people that live with her and find out who gave them HIV? I don't know of anyone that Lori has lived with or spent any time around that does not have HIV and other diseases from Lori.
I wouldn't be surprised if many of the people that they know got it from Lori too.
You see disease is something that Lori thinks of like a "secret weapon". Exposing her housemates as people that she has infected is a no brainer, besides, I wouldn't even know who they were if she hadn't talked about all of them, their families and their own dirty deeds. What I know about the people that Lori has around her now is all from her own great big fat mouth. I certainly have not been around them. Caught two on video tape at my old house though. Does a white Toyota Camry, four-door sound familiar to anyone?
This situation is completely avoidable. Nobody needs to get sick or worse. There should be a welfare check of that home and have the people in it tested for tuberculosis. I know that Lori has it because I got exposed to it after she served me the Bloody Lori!
Now I write to protect my family from the monster that lives down the street. I want to be sure that I call attention to this person and her friends because I am a police informant that was working on a drug case that led to her. The police know her, but they should be protecting me and my family. That's the way informant work is done. I have a particular problem though. I worked for a police department that has used this system and has officers that think it was real, not that they were listening to a drug dealer tell them what to do. Their usual modus operendi is to arrest anyone that speaks out about Lori, this system or her cimes. That's a gestapo police force used against their informants and the gay community.
Mike and Mindy Nichols were also threatened as informants for the police.
Often times Lori is so wasted that she can't remember if I wtote something or thought something so she comes up with some fantasy lie that includes whatever she concots from her warped biased memory. Hell, half of that restraining order application is misconstrued and edited out of context. The rest is pure fantasy. She would love to think that I am sexually obsessed with her, ask her mom how many boyfriends she's had that "turned out to be gay", using a homophobic slur.
There is no way that is the case. If I never say or heard from her ever, I would not be unhappy. It is Lori that won't stop following my friends and family around. I want it stopped Bryan Anderson. This is your friend/ex girlfriend, you need to have a talk with her and tell her to stay away or risk jail.
Lastly, I'm offended that I've done so much to keep this woman away from all of you, but the return hasn't been equal. That she wants to make me look "dangerous" is something we've seen from her many times before. It's time to end her obsession with my life, I'm more than willing. Only a peaceful non-violent solution will work for me, Lori on the other hand...?
