I went on a word search on Ms. Asha and found that the police are not sure of their case that they “think” they have against the manager of the store that Ms. Asha worked at. It seems that he had a past history of making comments and in some cases threats to past employees. I don’t think that he’s guilty. It sorta sounds like they have done their trace evidence tests and can’t tie him to the crime. I also looked at what a “psychic” said during a reading and he specifically says that “Richard” knows who the killer is and that he thinks that the killer may have been hired to kill her for $60,000. I feel that Richard knows, very well indeed, who killed Ms. Asha but am not sure that they paid someone to do it… unless Mr. Earl managed to line his pockets, but I really don’t get a sense of that.

The sense that I get is that Mr. Earl would not dispose of the body, because it is against his code of honor; but I am and always was sure that he was the one responsible for her death in the physical way. I always felt that he did not dispose of the body in the same way for her because of the pregnancy.

Richard knows alright. He knows because whether anyone will admit it or not he loved Ms. Asha for many reasons but mostly because she nursed him back to health after a very bad motorcyle accident. She was “that” type of person. The kind that sticks with you through the hard times… but even the best of us can only stand so many hard times. Besides, she was young. She had won her freedom and a big part of that freedom was the right to walk away from the relationship that was fun for her but was never more than an arrangement to win her freedom in America.

Ms. Asha loved the mountains. She loved the outdoors with a passion. That was one reason why Richard was so perfect for her, at the beginning. He loved the outdoors, too. They had traveled together and were truly what most young people call eachother, “best friends”, til the end.

It must be a hard thing to have to choose between the love of your life and the breathren of people that are not only your brothers in honor but also your brothers in fear. Everybody knows that there is an honor system that runs deep in those clubs… even yaught clubs. Wherever you have people that have been joined for a common good, even if it is truly bad, you have power. Sure you have some in-fighting, but generally speaking people naturally will buddy up with one another to strengthen their ability to accomplish whatever their mission is. Well, in this case, it was greed that kept the boat from tipping over… and it was for greed that it finally capsized and sunk like a rock to the bottom of the bay like so many other things.

Actually to say that it was only greed would be in error. It had as much to do with ego. These guys REALLY thought that they were slick. No matter what the age of a criminal, they will ALWAYS think that they are slick. I will agree to a point in that, slick is atleast a starting point for slimey… as that best describes the things that have been committed here.

XXXX rated movies… WOW !!!!!

live on the internet for the whole world to see…????

Not quite… but close. You see, one of the things that makes the business so lucritive is the fact that the things that these people were broadcasting, LIVE, was much tooooo tu-tu to be shown to just ANYONE… besides, it was the FILM that truly was the money maker. They could slice and dice and pretty much do whatever they wanted with both the film as well as the stars… and this is where only an eccsentric ego-maniac would be interested in this work… they ALL were dispendable. No contracts, no lawsuits, no royalties.

I suppose that anyone that is dealing with people in that type of business is going to look long and hard over their shoulders… seeing dispendability everyday would certainly give you a sense of your own mortality. Who would DARE cross them??? Certainly, not Richard. Richard was WAYYYYY too fun-loving to have to worry about THAT for the rest of his life. Even he was relieved with the death of the women; NO body likes to go to jail, but even fewer people want to be dead. Richard was relieved that they didn’t think that HE had talked… he knew that these people were dangerous… besides, they held his life in their hands. Like Mr. reISer, Richard was staring down the barrel of a gun, and his future depended on the silence of the trusted ones… the only ones that knew the secret of the things that they did… and in their minds, the only ones that could have told.

If you step back and look at their situations, you may be able to understand, or should I say comprehend, how this thing escalated.

The two women, Ms. Nina and Ms. Asha were both home free. There was nothing that was holding them to these men anymore and to them, it felt like hell. Mr. reISer was the worst. He hated the fact that Ms. Nina could just up and walk out like that. He thought, for sure, that Ms. Nina would stay with him for the children’s sake. Richard was easier with it, but even for him, the pregnancy was troubling. To them both, it seemed not only possible, but plausible that they both were being ratted out. This became even more probable to them as it became more obvious to them that Ms. Leslie had nothing to do with the leaks.

Poor Ms. Asha. Believing in a guy like Richard… never saw it coming.

A very free spirited young lady with her whole life ahead of her. A woman who if anything was too good for this world and if not for the world, most certainly, the people that she chose to surround her in her personal life for the past couple years. She was a dreamer. She wasn’t from a wealthy family but she certainly could have passed for one, she had more class in her little finger than most people have in their hole bodies. She was a keeper and how she ended up like this was, much like Ms. Leslie, way beyond her control. She was a victim of being at the wrong place for far too long and involved with a person that had too much to lose and too much to hide… Richard.

Richard was a biker. He was an artist; and artsey person with only the boundries of his own imagination to stop him. He was truly talented… a photographer, a film director at heart working as a light-man in the overly saturated field of films. He, too, was part of the brethren and was familiar with the other two victims, although Ms. Leslie was certainly the newcomer.

Mr. Veil, Richard, was present when Ms. Leslie was murdered. Although he wasn’t present, he knew of the death of Ms. Nina as well; and he also knew that Ms. Asha was going to have to die as well. They all knew, or thought that they knew; that one of the women had ratted and if it took the death of all of them, there would be no witnesses nor any loose strings. Afterall, NO one was going to go to jail for this, especially, not HIM.

He was only involved in the porn part of the business and while that was bad enough, if they found out the rest of what they did, there would be hell to pay. Richard didn’t really think that it was Ms. Asha that had told, but it didn’t much matter to his friends as they were both bound and determined to put an end to any possibility that they may get caught.

Neither the many girls and women nor the money were worth the risk… and, in reality, Richard hadn’t even taken the time to worry about that part. It was a pretty safe bet that no one would ever have found out. The girls had been, at one time, a steady stream of work and that always meant more money; but no one, not even Richard, had given much thought into the reprecutions of getting caught… simply put, Mr. Richard left it up to the others to see to it that that didn’t happen.

I hope that you find justice, even if it is only in your heart. I shall pray that the truth, whatever it is, be revealed to all. If there are any other innocent women out there that fell victim to Mr. Earl and his friends, may we pray that their families find the truth.

I was being harrassed by a group of people that kept repeating that I should write a book. Well, to be honest with you, I have; and I am working on another. They also told me to get a life, that I have as well. I have three children and one beautiful grandson. I wasn’t too sure of being the grandma-type but truly it has been a blessing.

Enjoy your lives, be kind to one another and pray for truth.

Until we meet again.

Aloha!

I went on one of the other sites and got myself in a bit of trouble. It all began when some lady named Vikki said that I smelled like a troll. Ofcourse, being the lady that I am, I questioned it. Needless to say, I got upset and WHAMMO they kicked me off. It still makes no sense to me that a person can call another person a troll (sticks and stones) and the person calling names goes unpunished.

Oh well, that was another case. One that I hope gets solved in the near future. There are alot of good people working on that case, but there are also a few idiots (mostly posters) that take all the fun out of it. I think it’s for the money.

I promice, I will never ask you for a dime. All I will ask and all that I want is for this case to go forward. There is alot of stalling going on and that is never good. Call the prosecutors, call the police, do whatever it takes to keep these cases firmly planted in the mind of the public. Unless there is public outcry, they get lazy; make them work!

Good Luck… and as always may God be with you.