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One thing I am very aware of is that Lori Jean Marie LaFond is a killer, or, in my case, an attempted killer. At 19 years old she lured me to Palm Springs, California where she drugged me and put a whole syringe full of her HIV-infected blood into my body. For the record, a full needle of infected blood can cause a victim's immune system to fail and develop AIDS...in a hundredth of the time it would take a person exposed to a drop of blood.
I'd never had sex and I never used needles. It was a death sentence at 19. Shortly thereafter Lori then hired hundreds of people to follow me while I was in school at UC Riverside. The timing was obvious, whoever gave me the HIV intentionally, was now following me. For what reason? I had no idea.
As is usually the case with Lori, she was making good on a statement she allegedly made to her family after she tested HIV positive after her freshman year of high school. Lori would go out and give this disease to as many people as possible. Her mom and dad allegedly told the court and Lori was ordered to be under her mom and dad's supervision and a "no sex" policy was enforced. Until Lori got counseling, Lori was under the care of her parents. Then Lori ran away and she went crazy, making good on her promise to infect as many victims as she could...Lori preferred needles.
Over the years Lori has tried to have many people attack me. "Hit him in the face," she said to complete strangers. Christopher was one of those people. So were Jonathan and Anthony. Only one person in that entire time tried. He swung and missed.
Then there was the shooting in San Diego. The drugging of a drink in my car and other places. The gay bashing in Steven Frey's home when she said to Jonathan, who watched her leave her apartment with a frozen bowl of blood to go to where I was. When Lori returned, she told Jonathan that she'd, "Beaten my brains out," while she was away. These were all attempts at murder. Even the hospital emergency room wouldn't admit me. When MRIs were taken someone had convinced the hospital emergency room that I was lying and gave them an x-ray, not an MRI, of a skull with no injuries. That was another attempt.
Then Lori and Brian showed up in Sedona, Arizona on my vacation with a handgun and zip ties with a brand new chainsaw. They could have used this technology to talk to me in AZ or follow me around while I was on vacation, from their Joshua Tree living room, instead, they came to Arizona to have personal contact with my two traveling partners and two young men that were also lured there from Palm Springs. The boys were raped and photographed. I still shake at thinking that Lori was far closer than the restraining order between the two of us would have allowed. My travel partners weren't just ordered to go to where Lori was, she was talking about me when they got there, fully aware that I was in town on vacation. Lori said she was there working with Jeffrey Katzenberg, but she told others she was there to settle some unfinished business. I think that was me.
In the meantime since Sedona, Lori has been up to no good again and again. She ruined the marriage between my sister and her second husband with her portable numbers and lies. She made my sister look like some kind of tramp to her new husband and the messages that Lori wrote were horrible. It caused a divorce.
We've had our cars broken into. I had $38,000 stolen from my bank account and Lori again used text messages from a portable number to seal tight the paper trail that would have led to a conviction making my sister look responsible for the theft. It's heartbreaking.
Lori, is now, apparently acting like she is some kind of personal assistant to the owner and she is using his phone number to cause chaos in our business. In short, it is a really bad place to be working under these conditions. Lori is a real sadist, not the fake kind. When it comes to me, I will always have a big red target on my back simply because when I investigated my own rape, I did a good enough job to catch her. That's the only thing I did to her. She literally raped me, put her frozen diseased blood in my ass, smashed my skull, and got away with it because the police are afraid to arrest and prosecute her for all the things she's done illegally in the past. It's really sad to be gay in Palm Springs, California.
I'm going to be killed here and nobody is doing anything to stop her. I wanted to leave this area a long time ago to be with Christopher. Jeffrey screwed that up apparently and when they stole my savings account, I got a job at this place and have been stuck here ever since. Bessie Smith, my blood is on your hands. Thank you for recreating the Hell that I've already lived through so many times before. This all started when I was 9 years old with Lori, now I'm almost 55 and I'm still looking over my shoulder to see who is after me next. It's such a horrible life....
