<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108119925318411579</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:38:53.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatrice M Acevedo -- Cyberpath</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a profile of a person with a Cluster B Personality Disorder ( Borderline Personality Disorder ?).She finds targets online through the internet.This person and the activities of these cyber-predators or cyberpaths are very well described over at &amp;quot;Exposing Online Predators &amp;amp; Cyberpaths&amp;quot;.The site is found at cyberpaths.blogspot.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108119925318411579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vincint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03389798877064038380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108119925318411579.post-8927509753303146361</id><published>2010-09-15T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T08:41:14.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo,s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.8in;" valign="top" width="173"&gt;&lt;span&gt;345 86&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Apt 322 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span&gt;Brooklyn, NY 11209&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.8in;" valign="top" width="173"&gt;   &lt;span&gt;(917) 684-8653&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:beatricebel@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatricebel@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="letter-spacing: -0.75pt;"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.5in;" valign="top" width="144"&gt;   &lt;div style="border: 1pt solid white; padding: 2pt;"&gt;   Objective&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   To secure a position that allows me to offer  my public   relations, sales and language skills for company growth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.5in;" valign="top" width="144"&gt;   &lt;div style="border: 1pt solid white; padding: 2pt;"&gt;   Experience&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   2001-present&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;Mayfair   New York Hotel&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;New   York, NY&lt;br /&gt;
Sales Manager&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aggressively   pursues new business opportunities by prospecting, qualifying,  negotiating   and closing deals with new accounts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conducts   persuasive verbal sales presentation to prospective clients.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Analyses   and understands competition strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forecasts   hotel’s occupancy and directs all sales efforts to maximize revenues,   including outside sales calls and trade shows attendance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Coordinates   hospitality services with a focus on customer relation and  accommodations.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Demonstrated   ability to build positive client relationships. Known for maintaining a  high   client retention rate.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conducts   sales administrative duties such as weekly activity reports,  maintenance of   files and account history.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   2000-2001&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;Berlitz   Language Center&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;New     York, NY&lt;br /&gt;
Student&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Services   Representative&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conducted   first lesson interview.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Handled   students’ questions and concerns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Provided   support for the Program Representatives.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Actively   participated in the Berlitz Study Abroad Program including enrollment,   scheduling, counseling and accommodation of foreign students.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   1996-2000&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;RGB   Management&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/span&gt;New York, NY&lt;br /&gt;
Assistant Manager / Customer Service  Representative&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Handled   customers’ concerns and requests.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conducted   bi-weekly inventory.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Purchased,   displayed and marketed merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;·&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Executed   strategies that expanded sales.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   Saint-Berthuin College&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Malonne, Belgium&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Major in Education  (   French, English, Dutch )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Fire Safety  Director   Certificate of Fitness (FDNY)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 1.5in;" valign="top" width="144"&gt;   &lt;div style="border: 1pt solid white; padding: 2pt;"&gt;   Languages&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 333.35pt;" valign="top" width="444"&gt;   Fluent in French, English and Spanish. Good  knowledge of   Italian.&lt;br /&gt;
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Antonio  Maldonado&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 7:09am&lt;br /&gt;
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Back  off!&lt;br /&gt;
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Antonio Maldonado&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 7:17am&lt;br /&gt;
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am really into this crap meeting people on line but you  touched a nerve. so I leave it like this S'vous plait, thats french .  American English is alot different&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Antonio  Maldonado&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 7:42am&lt;br /&gt;
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Didnt  expect this kind of reply&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Antonio Maldonado&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 7:54am&lt;br /&gt;
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Stop u look like XXx BUT u you got my lady attention &lt;br /&gt;
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Antonio Maldonado&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 7:57am&lt;br /&gt;
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XXX the movie, you  look cool plus seem to a Teacher&lt;br /&gt;
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July 24 at 8:02am&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyvvay just let me  vvork things vvork out vvith my vvife(sorry but VV key dont vvork so I  type vvith V instead.&lt;br /&gt;
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you are the only one am keeping off  from beatrice .....vvelcome to NYC but she is or vvas invoved in her job  ...it s a HOTEL vvhat do you excpect .Am doing this for my kids so they  have to suffer and call every other Daddy. Trust me if I didnt have  child vvith her I leave but she Trapped me .....ask her......I love my  kids and I vvany them to have normal life...unlike me&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I 'll be as polite as am for. but sound you  are runnin too, dont like your reality but you too be a man dont fuck  somebody's life for your sake.stay your daughter needs you and deal your  pain sound you takin the easy escape from your situation to start fresh  unlike you I ll save the bullshit but sincerely I only have to say one  thing to you, dont let me say it.trust me before I found about I doin  fine till then you made everything complicatedshe forgot to tell u if I  drink is because of people like you.&lt;br /&gt;
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July 30 at 2:37am&lt;br /&gt;
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sorry u have no  daughter I take that back I meant to say nothing am pretty pissed off  sill I dont lose it insted Beatrice does and hits me sometimes but I  tried to keep coherent and talk eventually she does but u dont fucking  help. so expect a THANK YOU note from me&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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July 30 at 8:23am&lt;br /&gt;
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I  made my point I have nothing to say, I could respond to this but no.I  rather stand my ground, you are right satan is laughing by this  infantile conversation. you seen my priority and I "ll stand by it.cause  deep inside am not a prick u 'll be surprised by the other me. I should  not be talking to you. I "ll carry on and I should too instead of being  like the French, pretend to be my my friend and then take my land. au  revoir, ( hey I speak french, Italian too)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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PLEASE dont bring my past u have no right talk about ahora  el presente I dont consider you my friend. but an invader rememebr  that.are u stoned?&lt;br /&gt;
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July 30  at 8:41am&lt;br /&gt;
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July 30 at 8:47am&lt;br /&gt;
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For  FYU the French failed&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuck you&lt;br /&gt;
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July 30 at 9:58am&lt;br /&gt;
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Sorry  Davey, but I promise this lady to love her till the end of time I  fucked up here and there the 2 of us did itto each other but I the the  end I love her...U can check me out on BLACKPLANET, SINGLEST&amp;gt;NET&amp;lt;  MYSPACE.com VVILDFRIEND.com but I never hook up VVith nobody, as you  must understab I VVas only cockteasing unfortunely she took it a step  above. I "ll never cheat on her but she played this stupid game I could  have done before. I dont cuz but u made me . understand. AM DONE&lt;br /&gt;
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I really  #@%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;** to see you soon&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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August 27 at 9:15am&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel better !&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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U didnt get it I feel better not that  manner think about it....as a dead man , u figure it out , just leave  Beatrice the fuck alone and me too!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I  think i hit a note.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dont bother i got better thing to do  than spend my time chasing a dream shes ur problem novv, enjoy her. i  got to move on.&lt;br /&gt;
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u knovv , am  think of u let it go n deal it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108119925318411579-7033128860630213328?l=beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com/feeds/7033128860630213328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com/2010/09/antonio-maldonado-facebook-account.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108119925318411579/posts/default/7033128860630213328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108119925318411579/posts/default/7033128860630213328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beatricemacevedo.blogspot.com/2010/09/antonio-maldonado-facebook-account.html' title='Antonio Maldonado: Facebook account created by Beatrice'/><author><name>Vincint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03389798877064038380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108119925318411579.post-771120780174870713</id><published>2010-09-15T07:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T07:48:05.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Her colleague at work : Joseph Brian Melton</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;From May to June , her colleague and friend sent David some disturbing emails :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1214685714" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="1542" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="1542" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1214685714" target="_blank"&gt;Joseph Brian  Melton&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         18 June 2009 at 11:59       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/ajax/report.php?type=9&amp;amp;cid=1010856509381&amp;amp;rid=1214685714&amp;amp;cid2=8&amp;amp;cid3=1&amp;amp;h=fbc713fe20" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="1542" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="1542" href="http://www.facebook.com/ajax/report.php?type=9&amp;amp;cid=1010856509381&amp;amp;rid=1214685714&amp;amp;cid2=8&amp;amp;cid3=1&amp;amp;h=fbc713fe20" rel="dialog" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         This might be the last entry I do on “Face-book” because in a  few days, (more or less) I will be dead or in jail. Why!?! You may ask. I  got up this morning at 8:23 am to go do some much needed laundry. On  the way to the local laundryman my youngest little girl text me to see  how I was doing, being I thought this was a school day I asked her where  she was. She said that she was in school but class has not started yet  and she was thinking of me. We talked for some time when she tells me  the mommy is acting weird. Weird? I asked. She told me that for the pass  few night mommy think we are blind and dumb.  Why? I press on.  Because  every time around 9:45pm when we are suppose to be in bed, she tells us  to go to our rooms and don’t come out, a man comes by and hangs out in  mommy’s room with the room locked. I asked; if you are in your room how  you do know it’s a man? Because Joey’s (one of my sons) room is right  next to hers and he said he had his door crack opened and he seen mom  pull the man in and quickly closed the door. On the next night the man  came by at 11:00pm and again they were in the room with the door locked.  Now I’m agree, I asked her are you sure? And she said on the third  night she peeked though her door and saw him. She said he looks like  Mario. She added, mom told us whatever happens in the house stay in the  house but I really miss you dad. I promised Julie that her mother will  never know she gave me this info. I also asked her if he ever comes by  again, text me and I’ll come over and introduces myself to him. I can  see this going bad real first. I know myself and I can imagine all the  things that are doing in the room where we slept were we did things.  On  the way back from the laundry I stopped and picked up a bottle of Jack  Denial and try to stop this pain that has returned to my heart. I’m  going to find it hard to sit across from her on Sunday (Father’s day  diner planed some time ago with the kids) to sit there and pretended I  don’t know. I can see it all now, Julie call me to let me know he’s  there I’ll drive over and text Julie to open the door then I’ll tell her  to go to her room and no matter what you hear don’t come out. I’ll go  to the room me and this bitch use to share, I’ll kick the bed room door  in because I know it will be locked, and right then my life will end there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_Info"&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper"&gt;         &lt;a class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1214685714" target="_blank"&gt;Joseph  Brian Melton&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_Date"&gt;         April 25 at 4:16pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_BranchLink"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink"&gt;&lt;a class="ecxaction" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=518995495#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Hi, everyone it’s been a real long time but I’ve have a real big problem and I was wondering if maybe I did something wrong in this or am I just crazy. Please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;
To start, I was in a long term relationship for 19 years and we have 4 lovely children. The reason I’m upset I would like to tell this as on point as I can because we all know when two people brake up there’s always three versions of the story, my version, her version and the truth. I’m going to go through this step by step.&lt;br /&gt;
This all began on Valentine Day 2009, or though I thought. I came home from work and was told by the love of my life that her best friend gave her for Valentine Day a 500.00 clock that plays music. I thought that was a little odd but her friend is a little off because for years I and my exgirlfriend’s brother and mother always said she has guy tendencies. (More about that later) I was not that worried about it because if she was hot for her it was not out there like that with it, yet. But it did leave a bad teat in my mouth. I and my ex argued about the gift for a few days and she explanted that they knew each other for 12 years and it was real good friends and she was not sure if she was going to keep it. I left it at that because I didn’t want to fight about it anymore. Days pass and things go on as always but the clock was still in the house. I said nothing about it till I seen my ex texting her friend which they always talked on the telephone. I made a comment why was that texting for so long when she drove her home from work? Her reply was. “Why, so you lessen in on my conversation?” Again I said nothing but a feeling of discuss waved over me. A few more days pass and I no tested my ex taking long baths bringing her cell with her in the bathroom. This was really starting to bug me and I called her on it. We fought about it for a few day till one day we was going to take our children to her friend’s kid party, after she got home from work. I spend the day taking the kids out to the park and given them ice cream when she returned from work she told me that she’s had enough of us and she wanted to be able to talk to other people. I really had no idea on what she was trying to tell me. After a few words I didn’t feel like going anywhere, I stood home and she got a ride with her brother. It got to 9:30pm and I called her to see if everything was fine and she told me they would be home later. I said I would be sleep because I had to work the next day. She said that’s ok and hung up. I must have fallen asleep because it was 1:47am and everyone was asleep but she was in the bed with my 7 year old son in another room. I went back to my room and saw her cell-phone on its charger. I know it was wrong but I look through her cell to find a guy named Eddie’s cell number and some of the things he was texting to her. I put the phone back and got back in the bed. The following day we were both at work when she texted me but I just could not sit on this new info I now knew. I asked her who Eddie was. The text stopped and she called me on the phone. The first thing she said was, why I went through her phone, I asked again why Eddie was. She told me that he was a friend of her’s and that was it, as long as she was not sleeping with him it was ok. Days went on and we fight about the same thing. Finally, I gave up and tried to be understand but it was so hard for me because every time her phone went off I knew it was him, she would not pick it up she would just click it off and my attitude would change. This goes on for a few weeks and we were growing apart, we tried to talk about it but it would turn into a fight till I got fed up and told her to choose. That was not a smart move on my part because she came back with, “we need a break from each other.” My heart dropped and I felt sick to think after all these years it comes to this. I didn’t what to fight her anymore, I packed a few things and took a drive to Road Island and stood one night and did a lot of thinking. She called a few time to tell me how she loves me and don’t want to hurt me and I should stay out in Road Island because we need time apart to see if we are happier away from each other and I need to go on with my life. I begged her to reconsider but it was like she made up her mind. I came back and stayed away a few more days to give her some room. She called me again and told me that she went to a party with someone but there was no sex, no hand holding, and no drinking and she got back by 3: am. I thought to myself why is she telling me this for? Then it came to me, I was going over to take the kids out for awhile and she didn’t want the kids to tell me. But what she told me was a lie because my 13 year old told me that she didn’t get home at three, it was 7am. He said the he saw her at 3: am but she went back out and returned 7 and told him the she went to the store. I really don’t know what that was about. But when I was ready to return to my home she would not have it. She had me changed the locks on the doors and told the kids that I was working overtime at my job. Another few days and she called me to get the rest of my things and she was happier alone and how she didn’t need a man in her life right now but sooner or later she would move on. It was so hurtful to hear her say that and again I begged her to change her mind. On the last time I was in the house it turned into a show down because the kids got an ear full on how mommy cheated on daddy and how daddy is not leaving them mommy is throwing him out on the street, it just crushed them and I was done with all this. I don’t know why all this happened. I then left N.Y to go to SC which did nothing but drink and cry for the three days. I could not handle it any more so I took24 sleeping pills and fell out in the street. I was so sick I was taken to the hospital and they pumped my stomach and wanted to keep me for some time. I wasn’t going to do that so I signed myself out and headed for N.Y. I drove for 13 hours and talked to her mother and as soon as I hang up she call her little girl and gave her peace of her mind but it only made her mad. My ex called me as soon as I got to N.Y. and told me that I should not be talking to her mother about anything and she didn’t want to see me dead and I should stop thinking of myself and think about my kids that love me and cries every time I hang up after talking with them on the phone. Also tell me to pick myself up do for me. I’m staying at my job because I work in a hotel and I have been looking for a place but nothings come through yet. But I can’t sleep nor eat, the nights are so long and the days are unbearable. I don’t know what to do. I don’t feel this turning out any other way but I feel I will end up dead, I’m at the end of my rope.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_Info"&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink_Wrapper"&gt;         &lt;a class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_AuthorLink" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1214685714" target="_blank"&gt;Joseph  Brian Melton&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_Date"&gt;         May 7 at 6:50pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_BranchLink"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_ReportLink"&gt;&lt;a class="ecxaction" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=518995495#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ecxGBThreadMessageRow_Body_Content"&gt; Throughout history we’ve all read about epic battles and the heroes that raised up and the invasive that were put down. But I have to say nothing in my time on this earth have I been through something like this. I’ve have a really bad few months, and it has not gotten any better. The nails have been pasted into the coffin and there’s no turning back from this one. She said it’s the end of a new beginning but I say I’m done. Tomorrow she hired some guys to bring my all my thing from the house, she also said that it will take them 20 minutes to move 17 boxes of my stuff over to were I’m staying. I guess these guys are from her job but guys still the same. This is what she wants and it but for that past few days she’s been calling me every night at 9:35pm talking to me on the phone and ping real nice but every time I ask her let’s go out and get something to eat or go for a walk and talk, she tells me no, till she told me to stop asking and she will let me know when it’s time for that. (She will ask me)….. But in the mean time she is packing all my things to be moved.????? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="26510" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="26510" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         September 18, 2008 at 10:39am       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="26510" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="26510" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Hi Honey,&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for the wakeup call this morning. I heard the phone but could not hear your voice. kept being disconnected. What a bummer! I am glad we talked yesterday.Love hearing your voice. I don't know what has happened to us lately. Maybe it's because we have not been together yet and are getting impatient. It is not a good thing though not to trust each other, especially since we have only being calling, talking on FB and texted. We haven't touched, kissed or been physically involved but still we care alot about each other and much more. I don't want us to feel this way again. We have been so close and fought together (Tony, the immigration, obstacles of all kind). I hope this time we can make it, amore.&lt;br /&gt;
Ti amo molto. Bacci per te. Honey&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="26510" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="26510" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         September 22, 2008 at 4:19pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="26510" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="26510" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;My dear Davey, sweetheart,&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you're not gonna get upset at me for wht I am about to tell you. I know it is at the last minute but I feel I have no choice. I talked to the ADD this morning, explained the situation and ask her for advice as to how you should handle tony if a problem should arise. I di not expect that kind of answer or reaction from her. She told me that it almost seems like we used the fact that he hit me once on the lip as an excuse for us to get him out of the house and that therefore when he goes to Court on October 17th he could actually use that against us, actually against me. That could possibly cause me some trouble. The worst case scenario, due to the situation and the Squatter"s law if they rule in his favor he might be allowed to use my place as his residence til he finds something else and I would loose my order of protection. I know it sounds wack but that is unfortunately the reality. I am sure you are as upset and disappointed as I am but I am asking you to be patient and follow the ADD's advice to wait til after the trail for a visit. It would actually be better if I go up there because he would have no proof of my destination. My cell is fixed so please give me a call later so we can talk about this. I ams o sorry baby. Ti amo molto e sempre. Bacci, besos.&lt;br /&gt;
Honey Bea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         August 7, 2008 at 8:39am       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Bonjour mon chou,&lt;br /&gt;
I just got the opportunity to open Facebook and read your message.I know you would be blinded by desire, that's why I did it. I am such a naughty girl, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;
Pauvre singe, il travaille overtime et ce n'est rien en comparaison du"overtime" qu'il va faire quand tu arrives a New York. Yeah, I want us to do it nice and slow! I want us to take our time.&lt;br /&gt;
Many kisses to you too, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
Je t'aime, mon  amour. &lt;br /&gt;
Your message makes me feel better because I had to deal with Tony again this morning. He bothered me at home then he won't stop calling my job to start arguing. I told him that if he does not stop that I will go to Court. I told him he has to leave soon because it's over and I will never change my mind. He then called me selfish! If somebody has been selfish throughout the years it's him. I can't wait for you to come down here, Baby. I need you so much by my side. Whether he wants it or not he must leave. He has to accept that our love is meant to last and what we mean to each other. You are truly the man I was waiting for all those years. I love you sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;
Can't wait to hear your voice  tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;
Bacci, bacci.&lt;br /&gt;
Your Honey Bea forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         August 19, 2008 at 3:41pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Ti amo, Je t'aime, te quiero, ish liebe disch, ik hou van  jou....&lt;br /&gt;
We will be together for our B'days the latest!&lt;br /&gt;
Let's talk  about all this tonight and make plans. When there is a will there is a  way! Love will find a way.&lt;br /&gt;
Your Honey Bea forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         August 25, 2008 at 9:28am       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Bonjour mon cheri,&lt;br /&gt;
Now that I have a few minutes of privacy, let em tell you how I am gonna take care of you. First I will "try" to undress you slowly...if I am too impatient I am gonna have to rip your clothes off!!&lt;br /&gt;
I am going to kiss you slowly, then more and more passionately. I love French kissing and I am pretty good at it so I will stick my tongue inside your mouth, stroke yours, suck on it,caressing the inside of your lips with my tongue. I will also kiss your neck and nibble on your earlobe, using different levels of pressure. I will caress your whole body using my soft hands. I want to suck your nipples. I find it very exciting for both of us!&lt;br /&gt;
I will then move my way down south and take care of those speacial parts of yours with my hands by stroking the monkey first slowly then increasing the pressure as I look at the expression on your face. I will alternate between stroking the "singe" and using it as a lollipop with lots of tongue action, up and down on the shaft, the tip and using my lips as well. I will do that til you scream with pleasure then I will ride you and push you deep inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;
Now I  think you are like a volacno about to erupt!!!&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you enjoyed  reading my sex message :)&lt;br /&gt;
Til we meet in a month maybe we could do  phone and text sex!!! What do you think? Would you enjoy that?&lt;br /&gt;
I love you with all my heart baby. I enjoyed hearing your sexy voice this morning telling me in details how you're gonna make love to me.&lt;br /&gt;
You  are my true love Darling.&lt;br /&gt;
Can't wait to see you, be with you and have  you inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;
Bacci, bisous.&lt;br /&gt;
Honey Bea&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         August 29, 2008 at 3:09pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="58974" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="58974" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Can't wait to hear your sexy husky male voice tonight. You rule  my world Baby!&lt;br /&gt;
By the way, I saw Tony this morning and he said he does not think you are right for me and that there is something wrong with you. I said that of course he has to say that since he is jealous. He would say that just about any man!! He also said he is worried for me and the kids. Look who's talking...he has got balls to talk this way after what happened!&lt;br /&gt;
I  don't give a rat's ass about his opinion anyway. Who the fuck doe she  think he is?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;br /&gt;
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November 20 at 10:41am&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi   amore mio.&lt;br /&gt;
I am so sorry the cell, your family and friends are  puting doubts on your mind. Try not to be so insecure please because I  suffered in my past relationships because of that and it does worries  me. I understand perefectly your reasons though. You can't get in touch  with me plus people are miserable with their own lives and try to put  negative ideas on your mind so you drop me. That is so typical of them  not to mind their own business. I don't care about them but I do care  and love you. please don't forget that. I truly treasure you my  sweetheart and I want to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for the updates  and taking care of business. You have shown me that you are the man who  can take good care of the kids and me. I wanna build a future with you  and be together til the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight I have parent teacher  conference at 7PM. I should be home by 8. We will have dinner then I  will text you. It might be at 10 or earlier. I have a lot to do tonight  since Mickey has a spelling and math test tomorrow to prep for. I cross  my fingers we can talk. I miss your voice. Don't worry. You do not  bother me at the hotel at all. It actually brightens my day!&lt;br /&gt;
Rest  well sleepyhead.&lt;br /&gt;
I love you with all my heart. Ti amo.&lt;br /&gt;
Bacci,  bacci.&lt;br /&gt;
HoneyBea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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To: &lt;a href="mailto:XXXXX@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;XXXXX@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Date:  Mon, 15 Dec 2008 08:23:35 -0700&lt;br /&gt;
Subject: Re: CROSSROADS&lt;br /&gt;
From:  &lt;a href="mailto:beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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XXXXX,&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for writing and let  out some of the steam that has been accumulated recently.&lt;br /&gt;
Actually,  believe me or not, I have no idea when we are getting the bonus.  According to the ladies in the office, so far, no activity has happened  with Bob. Usually, he takes hours checking every employee's  hours,seniority ect..... We are all concerned that due to the lack of  business in December he is taking his time and will give it to us a  couple of days before Christmas. That is not cool! We are all upset.&lt;br /&gt;
I  read several times your email and was a little surprised by some of the  content and tone.&lt;br /&gt;
First, about the money. The reason I expected some  help from you is because of the $600.00 on the Helio bill due to long  conversations between Canada and the US, let's say half and half, the  excess was paid thanks to your generosity and I appreciate your help but  it seems like you are throwing it in my face and that it unpleasant for  me. You lost $400.00 trying to cross over. It could be considered half  and half but even if the DA had said it was ok, it would not have  changed anything since you did not have a birth certificate.&lt;br /&gt;
Your  lack of trust, insecurities and jealousy, well I think that they have  been anchored in you for way before "out time". If the case was reversed  and you had "cell" problems, I would not think anything bad of it  because I am a trustful person. I suffered with two relationships  because of such issues and although I don't consider myself paranoid or  traumatized, I am still very sensitive and cautious, especially since I  have two children. They are my life and will always come first, even  before my own pleasure and convenience, which leads to the subject of me  come and visit you in December alone. I am so sorry but that I can't do  and it is not due to Mickey. I talked to Josh about it and to be honest  with you, he is worried about me traveling alone to go and see a "man I  never even met in my life". He likes you a lot but is still healing  from what happened with his stepfather. It is gonna take him a while to  open up to the idea of me being in a relationship. That surprised me  when he told me so because he always seemed enthusiastic when he talked  to you on the phone or I mentioned you and me but he only did it beacuse  it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;
I am so sorry to disappoint you but I have no  choice but to stay in The States.&lt;br /&gt;
I have also wondered why we  encountered so many obstacles over the least few months, as if a force  out there was keeping us apart. I believe everything happens for a  reason and our lives are in God's hands. It will be whatever he decides  is best for us.&lt;br /&gt;
Recently, our relationship has been a burden on you  emotionally. Obviously, all the delays, obstacles, lack of communication  have made you unease and unhappy. I care about you a lot and don't like  seeing you this way. I want you to be happy, even if it means for you  to renounce to me and look for a good woman, living close to you that  would bring you the happiness you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
I think we are at the  crossroads right now, not next year. It is hard for me to live under the  pressure you are putting on me. I can't handle that. It is scaring me. I  am sorry for being dramatic but I suffered a lot and don't want to go  through that pain and problems again. I would rather be alone than live  this way.&lt;br /&gt;
I am not breaking up with you but I need you to be  reasonable and use another tone when we communicate via email. It felt  very authoritative to me and I don't like it. I now feel very unease.&lt;br /&gt;
I  am sorry if those words seemed harsh but I had to tell you how I feel.  Let's both think about all this and talk in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;
Ti amo, I  love you.&lt;br /&gt;
Bacci, bacci. your Honey Bea&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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To: &lt;a href="mailto:novaheart2000@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;XXXXXXXXXX@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Date:  Thu, 15 Jan 2009  11:44:52 -0700&lt;br /&gt;
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From: &lt;a href="mailto:beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My   dear XXX&lt;br /&gt;
I never imagined I would have to write these sad words  but unfortunately  due to our situation, circumstances and fate I feel  it is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
I appreciate your honesty in the diverse voicemails  you left me as well as during our phone conversation yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;
You  are a great human being with a heart of gold and I think you deserve  much better than the situation we have been in for many months now.&lt;br /&gt;
We   have been in a long distance, sort of "blind date" relationship in  which we never had the opportunity to meet face to face and share some  good moments ( and not just physically).&lt;br /&gt;
All the delays due to  immigration, court, paperwork and complications of all kinds, including  my damn cell have made you extremely frustrated and unhappy and that's  not what I want  for you. I want you to be happy and not feel lonely  anymore. Even if we finally get together, what will happen next? More  months of frustration til we can financially afford another trip? What  about immigration and its suspicious system? Obviously it would be close  to impossible for either you or me to immigrate even if we get married.  Some kind of force out there has been keeping us apart for some reason.  Maybe God has other plans for both of us?&lt;br /&gt;
I am so sorry but I think  it is best  if we put an end to all that misery. I will always treasure  the memories I have of all our conversations. I will never forget them  or you. You will always have a special place in my heart but I can't go  through with this anymore and obviously so can't you. This is also  putting a high financial burden on  you and it is not fair. At your age  you should enjoy your own space, in your own apartment or studio and  enjoy life. Instead of that you are stuck between your mom's house and  your job, without going out, meet friends and have fun. You also need  some sort of emotional and physical contact with a woman.&lt;br /&gt;
I want your  happiness that's why I am writing this letter to you. I did a lot of  thinking last night and barely slept. I am very sad and will be for   along time. I will be lonely and will turn all my attention on my boys'  wellbeing and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you  happiness and please don't be  sad. Deep inside,we both know it is for the best. Time heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;
We   can keep in touch of course. Feel free to let me know how things are  going. I will always be happy to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;
I love you. Thnak you  again for all the love, support and happiness you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;
Beatrice&lt;br /&gt;
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To: &lt;a href="mailto:novaheart2000@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;XXXXXXXXX@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Date:  Fri,  23 Jan 2009 06:42:52 -0700&lt;br /&gt;
Subject: Re: Comprimise&lt;br /&gt;
From:  &lt;a href="mailto:beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dear XXX,&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you for your  email. I apologize for not answering sooner. I feel like I deglected you  recently and I am sorry about that. It should not be this way.&lt;br /&gt;
All I  have been focused on recently is settling my debts, try to save money  and spend quality time with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
I think I am going to some sort  of phase as far as love, feelings and dating is concerned. I feel dry  and empty as if I had nothing to offer. It is so strange and I hate  feeling this way but it is the reality. I lost my libido and and am not  even missing it. It's like I am used to be by myself and am fine with  it.&lt;br /&gt;
Meanwhile you have been waiting patiently for me. Please don't  wait anymore. That's not right. Don't waste both your time and money for  me. Forget about me and focus on your self instead. Save money, get a  studio to reach your independency and please go out and give other  females a chance. It's not a life for you. You are 38, healthy and  should enjoy" physical activity" and feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;
I care a lot about  you, we have a strong bond, you are a great guy but I can't be with  anybody now til I put the pieces of my life together and that's gonna  take a long time. I am even thinking about moving to Florida within a  year. I am fed up with New York, its people, the cold and the Mayfair  but we'll see about that.&lt;br /&gt;
I am not depressed but finf myself  indecisive and you should not have to pay for that. Please don't try to  convince me to change my mind because once I take a decision I don't go  back.&lt;br /&gt;
I hope I am not being too abrupt but I have to be honest with  you. You are very dear to me but deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you the best  life can bring you. Thanks for everything you did for me and the boys.&lt;br /&gt;
Beatrice&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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From:   &lt;a href="mailto:beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sent:  February 24, 2009 9:28:09 AM&lt;br /&gt;
To: XXX XXXXX (&lt;a href="mailto:XXXXX@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;XXXXX@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll tell you what  the purpose of life is, buddy. As of yetewrday I deny God's existence.  You know why? Because no matter how much I pray him, he never listens.  He does give me what can make my life finally peaceful and happy. I  broke down at the job today. If it were not for Joe, I would still feel  suicidal.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have to make my peace with you. I am not the woman  you think I am . I lied to you for months and cheated on you with my ex.  I am expecting a baby boy in June. That's my punishment, my curse for  beahvibg lime a slut and a heatless bitch. I hope you hate my guts now  taht I have told you the truth. Find yourself a good woman and move on.  There is nothing for you to be longing for cause i am not worth it. If  it makes you feel better, I am very unhappy. Looks like I will never  find peace and happiness but you will, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Good luck with  everything&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Beatrice had left another disturbing email to David with a depressed suicidal tone.He called up her boyfriend to get him to work things out with her and let everyone move on ... and then :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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No more phone calls to Tony!!!&lt;br /&gt;
From:   &lt;a href="mailto:beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com" target="_blank"&gt;beatrice@mayfairnewyork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sent:  March 5, 2009 9:28:23 AM&lt;br /&gt;
To:   'David XXXXX' (&lt;a href="mailto:novaheart2000@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;xXXXXXX@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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David,&lt;br /&gt;
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Please,  do me a favor. Do not call Tony ever again because there was no reason  for this. I am sorry I sent you that email the other day. I felt  depressed, stressed out and did not know who to turn to. I needed to let  it out and that's what I did. I never said I was in any kind of danger.  How did you obtain his cell, by the way? I never gave it to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tony  and I had a long talk yesterday and he was sober. We had no argument,  just a simple talk between two responsible grown ups and it should  always be this way. He asked me how come you called him and I had to  admit I sent you that email, which obviously was the wrong move on my  part. Of course it made him be unease which I understand perfectly. The  main reason I broke up with him is because I had met you. The drinking  was also a big part of it but not the only trigger, let's be honest  here. I understand your concern and I really appreciate it but that  decision you took to leave him such a voicemail could have had a  negative outcome, meaning making things worse since Tony would be  wondering why the man who caused the breakup and had a long distance  realtionship with his woman for months now is calling him and seems to  know about the problems in details. I was shocked and a little angry  when he told me you had made that call AND left a voicemail. I wish you  had consulted with me and checked on me directly either by mail, text or  call before taking such a spontaneous decision.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really like  you but I think we should cease contact for now. This is not healthy. I  am trying hard to pick up the pieces of my life and earn Tony's trust  again since you and me had an emotional affair so by bringing you back  in the picture like this with direct contact it is making things worse.  He must avoid any stress or pressure that would trigger drinking.&lt;br /&gt;
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Take  good care of yourself. I will be fine. It might take some time but it  is worth it for the children's sake. They need a father and mother who  love and respect each other and also a safe, motivating environment.  That's what my objective is.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey there! Come  stai? Tutto bebe, spero.&lt;br /&gt;
I did have a busy week. We are flooded with  European tourists. I had to finish a new booking website in Europe to  boost sales and I was bored to death calculating prices and loading  them. when I wa sdone I could barely see!!&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for the compliment.  You are a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;
I will bite you again..&lt;br /&gt;
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Grazie mille. Sei bravo e dolce anche te!&lt;br /&gt;
How are you?  How did you survive the heat? Crazy, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;
How it would be cool  to be an airline pilot! Good luck with that.&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks for the  compliment! You're too sweet!&lt;br /&gt;
You're right, Acevedo is Spanish. I  still have my married name since due to immigration was unable to  divorce. It has been 9 years of separation already! Never too late  though..&lt;br /&gt;
Gotta visit NY one day. I'll show you around. Where do you  live?&lt;br /&gt;
Ok, I'll bite you when you least expect it....Be afraid....&lt;br /&gt;
Enjoy   the weekend.xoxo&lt;br /&gt;
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hey  David. Come stai bello? Tutto bene,spero. Thanks for writing. You nade  me feel so much better since I was pretty upset about something. Reading  your message mad me smile. Grazie mille! Thanks for the compliments.  Glad you wanna hug. I would not mind....You live in a nice area of  Canada. Have you ever lived in the&lt;br /&gt;
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sorry,I   pressed the "send" button too fast! Have you ever lived in the US? What  is your occupation? Are you single,married,divorced.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.?Did you  notice we were both in September one year apart? anyway,sono molto  stanca adesso,allora ti llascio per il momento. Ci sentiamo presto mon  amour. Buona notte. Bacci. Bea&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="56402" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="56402" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         June 17, 2008 at 5:35pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="56402" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="56402" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hi Davey. You have no idea How happy I was to read your message and what a message it was. it almost felt like a letter. We already have another thing in common,we like talking. That sounds nice. Today I stayed home since I was feeling under the weather but you put a smile on my face.Tomorrow I am home too sinced my younger son Michael (we call him Mickey) is graduating from Kindergaarten. I had better take tissues just in case I have something in my eye.....you know what I mean. It was so moving when Joshua (10) graduated,especially when the kids sang "you are my sunshine"to their mom and brought you a rose! Mickey is 5. They're my little men,always there for me . They give me a lot of amore and joy. We have a lot fun together. They are as goofy as heir mom. I love joking and a little nuts sometimes. I believe a good sense of humor helps you go through any stress or problems more smoothly. I work with my best friends so we work hard but have fun. The atmosphere is laid back. No uniformsIPod welcome at the front desk. We're all goofballs who entertain the guests.I have lots of regulars. We make it very homey.My boss is a nutcase who is freaking out when something goes wrong but I pay no mind to him anymore. Actually I can imitate him very well (one of my talents). We were busy during the weekend but once again we are all the time. Excellent year for business. Xmas bonus should be great! You seem very busy yourself with your ob. Interesting how you got your inspiration! The other day I had a George Michael checking in with his wife but that was a regular Joe who happens to have that name! Now as far as my private life story is concerned my story is complicated. To summarize it my sons are from 2 different fathers. I married Joshua's father at the age of 26 and left him after 2 years of hell since he was abusive. Josh was a baby and does not remember him. I told him the story though. I believe honesty is important with kids. I lived with Josh for 2 years just the two of us. One day I met a man witth his ddaughter at the playground. We tallked and he seemed perfect for me since he was divorced with a child. I'll be honest with you since I like you. In the six years we haived togher we got separated twice which was my decision. He is an alcoholic and I can't live this way. The last time we came back together he begged me and promised he would stop. of course he still does it,not so bad but that is enough to upset me. I am not happy with him and lost all the love I had. It's a question of time before I break up for good . I would love to keep talking to you and get to know you better but I'll understand ifr you don't want nything do with me after what I told you. I really like you so I hope you're not upset.Just in case ,my cell is 917 684 8653. I am always alone in the evening. Tanti bacci per te. The little devil in the blue dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Sent via &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="56402" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="56402" href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook Mobile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I saw wht  you wrote about "being stung by a honey B" and you put a big smile on  my face. That is sooo cute! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;
I hope what I told you in my  last email did not throw you off.&lt;br /&gt;
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That  would be nice to hear your voice. I'll be waiting!&lt;br /&gt;
I just received a  thank you postcard from a French couple who stayed with us last month.  That is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;
Have a great day at work, Amore mio. My day si  going well. Shared laughs with buddies!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt; Hi Davey,amore mio. I had a nice afternoon with the kids until it started pouring so bad the whole living room and hallway got flooded. I had my feet completely in water. Il imbecile came back from the bar after I practically had soaked up all the water with towels and a sponge mop. We started arguing when he said we should not sanitize right away but let it air dry. Eh, hello the room is full of soil and worse! The tone of the voices went up. I told him I was tired living like this and could do better. Then he got really pissed. I went in the other room,paid no mind to him. when I came back he was passed out on the couch. Good ridance! God I want to be with you so bad! I hope we will meet face to face very soon. I wanna give you the best kisses you ever had in your life and much more. I wanna take your breath away and make your heart beat faster than the TGV my love. Ti amo. Non posso aspettare lunedi per sentire la tua dolce vocce. Ahem....more harpooning! Honey Bea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Sent via &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="57789" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="57789" href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook Mobile&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; --------&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         July 30, 2008 at 4:33pm       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hey Baby. I had a session with him myself! He did not stop calling me at the job to talk about the session he had with you on FB. I can imagine how lively it was. he would not stop texting either and since I was not answering he threatened to drive to the hotel with the kids and tell everyone what is going on. I told him not to do that for his own sake,that I going to call the cops. the bad news is that he is home today. He said he wanted to go to the hospital because of the excruciating pain in his ass. After I got home he went to a local doctor who gave him another appointment for tonight with a Gastroenterologist. Now he is passed out and he is supposed to be there at 6:30. I love you with all my heart Davey and I wanna be with you always. It is rough right now but we are almost there amore. You are the sweetest thing. I wanna hear your voice tonight! Honey Bea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Sent via &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook Mobile&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         July 31, 2008 at 11:38am       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Mon amour Davey,&lt;br /&gt;
It 's always nice reading a message from you  in the morning when I start worlk. It litterally brightens my day.&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, it  was a little hard for me to talk last night. Sorry about that. I just want to avoid scenes in front of the kids until the situation is resolved.&lt;br /&gt;
We will catch up tonight! Soon we will do some real  catching up...know what I'm saying???&lt;br /&gt;
I love you honeydew.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         &lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1006723665" target="_blank"&gt;Beatrice  Acevedo&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;         August 6, 2008 at 7:24am       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span&gt;&lt;img border="0" fslinker="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" fsmarker="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png**background-color: ;*4" hspace="5" id="9793" showhigh="true" src="chrome://litmus-ff/skin/small/lvl2.png" style="position: static;" /&gt;&lt;a fsmarker="9793" href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#" target="_blank"&gt;Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;Bonjour, mon bebe&lt;br /&gt;
Really...your eyes are blurry staring?  Wow...I'm glad you like the pics!&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the same exact way about you. I feel so blessed having you in my life, loving you and being loved by you in a way I imagined only existed in love novels and movies. You are truly the man I was looking for all these years. I don't have a a single doubt about that. Nothing or nobody can keep me away from you til the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;
Je vais te  serrer dans mes bras pour toujours mon amour.&lt;br /&gt;
bisous, bacci...&lt;br /&gt;
Ta  honey Bea. &lt;br /&gt;
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