It was all a self-serving game on her part. Her current boyfriend who lived out-of-state, who was hidden behind the scene, was also involved with playing these same kinds of games with vulnerable females, according to Shirley.  And then they would call each other on the phone to detail how their relationship with the new guy, or gal,  was going and get freedback from each other on how to handle the struggles... wow...

However, what I did gain from this experience is that I grew up fast and learned just how easy it is for someone to pull the wool over your eyes.  I should have realized this from my dad's experience with Chuck Collings and Raley's. 

It's sad to give Christianity a terrible review, but it seems to me that people who go to Church are the biggest cons and people you should be very leery of. Shirley could have been more humane towards me at the beginning of her con game relationship had she just placed a gun up to my head and pulled the trigger.

Over 30 years ago I experienced this woman and she is the epitome of a narcissist.  Everything was a game with her.  Her letters/notes...put on a good show.  She was also a "player" and I was one of a long list of guys she had played before meeting me. A player is person who picks up someone for their own ego and to conquest, and then when the challenge is over, they dump the person.  I kid you not, her two teenage sons used this phrase to sum up their mom's behavior "She picks up men, takes them to the church, spends their money, and then dumps them."  And then when she dumps her guys, she explains it away like this: "Relationships are risky."

One day my game began and it started on June 12, 1992

I am just thankful that God didn't allow me to have any more of the more that she mentions in her note.  How much more could I have handled? And I will provide more information below:

In the note above, she is basically saying to me that she needs me to stop doing what I am doing in my life and be there for her...she uses clever psychology in all of her notes.  From here she will know if I will be willing to stay for her to be able to "play" another man like she has done to so many before me.  She  gave me her first note on June 12, 1992...a full year after I caught Demetri Pappadoupolis stealing (June 20, 1991), at the same Lucky Store she handed me this note.  

I immediately discovered she was a liar after she told me she was a runner after we first met.  When I went on a short run with her, I could clearly see she wasn't a runner.  My gut instinct at that time was to stop the relationship.  I didn't stop the relationship and I became a stuck, helpless fly caught in her web of deceit. As this relationship went forward, she ran down my looks, ran down my job, along with running down my daughters looks and her two sons mistreated my daughter.  She took me for about two thousand dollars in which all of it came with unique benefits like having her pulling my hair, ripping my shirt and trying to reach inside my pants, etc. etc, etc. You simply can't make this stuff up.  

Her two teen-aged boys Michael and Jeremy were monsters to say the least-and they horribly treated their mother.  There wasn't enough space inside their mouths to hold all of the foul words that continuously flowed out like lava spilling over the rim of a volcano's crater. Shirley had such an anger for her teen-age boys for the way they treated her that often she would be cooking food for them and if something (like tofu) fell on the floor she would pick it up with her hands and dispitefully throw it back into the frying pan saying "this is what you get." 

Shirley had a legitimate fear for her two teenage boys as they would scream at her and do nothing to cooperate with her or help her clean the house. At times she would confide in me expressing her fear so much of Michael that she would say if she can't get him and her other son Jeremy to be with their father Sam in Santa Rosa she might end up killing them before they killed her.  It was her saying things like this that made me believe she could probably kill me under the right circumstance if I presented it her.

The nightmare of my life...I believe having a relationship with Freddy Krueger would have provided me more sanity and safety.  The 7th day Adventist Church in Roseville, where she took her boys, was also a place where other parents took their children and unbelieveably these teenagers used foul language like it was their native language and were also rude to others...and their own parents.    It was like, what are these parents doing to train their kids to be respectful?  Her MO was similar to Chuck Collings' MO that he used on my dad, which was "Christianity," and to use that belief as fraudulently as a person can.