She made him a bunch of money off a guy in Coral Gables. But when they went to the car dealership, he had bad credit from when he lost his house on a liar's loan mortgage. They wouldn’t give him the car. He said how about if we put it in her name? Her credit was fine. So they wrote down that she worked at a lawn business, and got f1nancing. And he drove out of there in a used black BMW, with her name on the loan. So again, I didn't see her for a few weeks. Then she texted me late one evening, and asked if she could call me about something, it was really important. I waited and waited. She texted “I can't talk right now, he is listening.” Finally she called and she was crying. She said she let this middle-aged guy move into her house when her boyfriend left her, and she couldn't pay the rent. The guy had a house, but it got foreclosed and he needed a place to stay. She said it was the same boyfriend she had from high school, who had dumped her. They were planning to have a kid, but she had a miscarriage, and that is why he left her. I guessed it was more likely because he uncovered her dirty little secret that she was having sex with old guys on the side to pay the rent. And he caught her hanging out with a black guy. She rambled about how she "lost feeling" in her vagina or something, when she was in middle school. At the time, I had never heard of disassociation or "utilization behavior" from frontal lobe syndrome. But I already knew there is something different about a girl who has sex with strangers. It did not seem at this point like a designed story to get money. More like sincere unhappiness with having become a prostitute. So after her boyfriend left, she let the old guy move into her house to help pay the rent. And now she couldn't get him to move out, and he wouldn’t let her leave. He kidnapped her and was beating her and wouldn’t let her out. I said this has to be a scam, why don't you just tell your parents? She said she was afraid to tell her father because he had no idea what she was involved in. So she asked her stepmother for help. Her stepmother told her “Just wait until you get evicted for not paying the rent, and the problem will take care of itself.” It took until midnight, and then part of the next day, for her to get all this out. She would send one text, or call and say just a few words, with hours in between. She said it was because she was so scared he would hear her and kill her. It took her like 5 hours to say three sentences. The way it slowly came out, was far, far, beyond what she would need to do, to put on an act. She said please she needs help, can she come down to Miami and talk to me. So I said okay, come to Miami. I predicted this was a scam. She learned she could scam me, from the time I sent the $2000. But I agreed to let her come down, just so I could prove it was a scam. I guaranteed when she got here, all she is going to want is to have sex for money. It was always the same thing since I met her, When she was on the phone or texting she, she was in absolute distress and misery. But when she walked into the room and I actually saw her in person, she was the happiest a person could be. I don’t fully understand what made such a miserable person so happy to see me, but it made it hard to stop doing what I was doing. I think she is drawn to miserable people, and addicted to trying to make them happy. And it makes her miserable when she can’t. I was her success. When she said she was going to drive down to Miami, of course the pimp was going to drive her down and wait outside the whole time. But while he did, this was her chance to talk to me in secret under the pretext of having sex. But I knew she would have a change of heart about whether her situation was really desperate. Because being on the road and making money and having sex with an old guy would change her mood. She is not bipolar, she is a flag in the wind. And I wanted to see it happen, to prove my theory. So I said okay. She said okay, she is coming down to Miami so she can talk to me in person. Can I get her a hotel room and then we can use it to visit together and talk? Hmmm. I said okay, I will rent a hotel room, but not until you actually get here. Then she texted that she was 45 minutes away, and could I get the honeymoon suite with a hot tub? She said she has arthritis in her back and needs the hot tub. She doesn't have arthritis. Her dad has arthritis, and I-18