They cause so much distrust in many people of all cultures and diversities. When you pre plan a rape story months in the making, hand it over to a megalomaniac who thinks there's power in lies, all you need are the actors and the patsie. We know our actors all by know and a bunch of hangers on in the eyes- in the -lights such as Wikinson and Zamero and the other faux pretenders. So when you go out for the coffee with the alleged rapist the morning after your either up for a bit of what she missed out on the night before or the whole night ended respectfully because the male partner was just a nerd who didn't find a naked female that alluring. Poor bloke would have got the fright of his life. I reckon working long in the office he would have thought someone in the nude was carrying a small cat towards him. Childish prankish games. And then the collusion comes into play. Delete all the phone messages, delete everything as the police suggested. Wear the same dress that clearly had no been ejaculated over because you would think someone would just not do that. Someone has a few words and says we need something more descriptive and more long term so she wraps a think rope around her thigh pretending to be Jane Fonda in barbarella and ties it a bit too tight. Looks like her jeans being ten sizes too tight could have made the same mark. Then mentioning being so munted that you could barely scratch yourself yet seen effortlessly taking off your soes with ease and aplomb. Time to hand back the money and donate it to installing less powerful aircons if you have to do a nudie run after a few earlier sherbets.
