A STRANGER OBSESSION

Saturday August 31 – As we left the house, we saw a white compact car (Toyota or Camry or Honda) parked diagonally across the street, and inside was a man reading the newspaper. As we pulled out of the drive way and drove down the street, J watched the man in the rear view mirror.  He got out of the car and headed towards our driveway.  We turned around and headed back to the house. It took less than 90 seconds.  By the time we got back to the driveway, the man and the car were gone. We got home about 2 hours later and I let the dogs out to the back yard.  There I found one of the hand painted signs along the fence hanging by 1 hook, like someone knocked it as they jumped the fence. I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun Wait by the door and light a cigarette He wants a fight well now he's got one And he ain't seen me crazy yet       Sunday September 1 – We were in the backyard, under the carport doing our hair so we would

1988 – 1989:  He arrived on the Flight Line out of no where, and like me, he was not included in any of the Squadron Crew Chief Games. Ignored or Pranked were the only attention we received because I was the only woman in the Squadron and he was an F-15 Crew Chief on an F-16 Flight Line. I had started to play golf again on the Air Force Base, and I began running into him on the Range. Eventually we began playing Golf together on our days off. At some point, our Flight Line Schedules aligned and we were on the same shifts on the same days. We spent six months together. He moved from the Base Dorms to the same Mobile Home neighborhood I was living.  We would carpool to the Flight Line together in his Truck with the over sized tires. I could walk to his house from mine – so it always looked like I was at home when in reality I was hiding out with him in his bed. Turned out, the Air Force put him in a holding pattern on our Base, in my Unit, while he awaited his next orders to

Where is the Witness? Where is that magical person who can validate the lies Don Stovner told me, my family and my peers? There must be a Witness.

July 2011 I know the Men with the Hairless Dogs talked to you and I know you talked to Don Stovner. You are in a bigger mess than you realize. And it's all because you didn't take Jail Bait seriously.

January 2009, just a few weeks after the final disposition of my termination at the Wynn but before the Hearings began with the State of Nevada, Don Stovner reached out via LinkedIn and asked me for a reference.  He called me before the request to apologize for his behavior, that he was under pressure from management to behave towards me the way he did.  He said the position was in Washington State and that he was leaving Nevada. I gave him the reference. When I began the contract at Clearwire in June 2009, I was also pending a Hearing Date over my termination from the Wynn with the State of Nevada. Everyone I knew in Vegas told me that I would lose, that Wynn never loses a hearing and they never settle. I told every one that I was fine with that outcome, but not before I exhausted the Legal Process. I just kept responding to the communications, following the process. From June 2009 through August 12, 2009, Don made an effort to speak to me or bring me coffee every single work

Oh Look, a story about Corporate Espionage - I mean - Social Engineering. Look how easy it is to manipulate the Leaders of Wall Street. It's the pranks and discontent among the Resources running the Corporation and producing the profits that breeds an environment ripe for Stalking. The Cost to Win a Proxy Battle When the C-Level is participating in Frat Boy Pranks, unwittingly facilitating a Stalker, sharing Personal Data, and otherwise laughing along with the Big Joke, it makes you wonder what is going on with the Money. Because let's face it, for Wall Street, it is solely about the Money. The Money *IS* The Mission.  Now think about how Randy and Don Stovner might have impacted your "Mission" with their little Prank. Even now you have to question the Men involved. These Corporate Leaders got conned into believing Don Stovner and I had a Relationship prior to 2007. I didn't even know the idiot's name until 2008. Now if these Corporate Leaders made

Ask anyone employed by Clearwire , between June and December 2009 in Las Vegas, Nevada, and they will tell you the same story crafted that Summer by Don Stovner: that he, Randy, and I, “worked on CityCenter together” in 2007.  Stovner repeated it on a nearly daily basis from the time I started my contract with Clearwire in June 2009. While he was taking me to lunch in June/July 2009 and becoming my “friend”, he was telling everyone the CityCenter story. He completely erased the Wynn , the location where I first encountered Don Stovner in July 2008 at a Wynn All IT Staff Meeting. He didn’t show up in my Data Stream until then. But here he is almost exactly one year later, establishing a connection with me through a Senior Manager from Bresnan Communications , now re-Branded as Optimum , in Colorado, through  MGM Mirage , now re-Branded as MGM Resorts International . Remember, the original story was that he thought my name was “Aurora” when he arrive