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1. Guestbooks. It appears that the guest book has managed to gain a life of its own! I would just prefer that people make their own web pages if they are going to write a book, and not use the guestbook for that purpose - but oh well. I find it facinating what people will write in there, often - sadly - showing a serious lack of knowledge about the real facts of the situation. I think I will therefore give all this another day or so to settle down before continuting the story. Just hang in there

2. Reason for the Site. It appears that people are not reading the REASONS FOR SITE, and therefore people really have some faulty thinking about that I need to "let go", or that I am "not over" Woblue. Tsk tsk tsk!!!

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INTRODUCTION

Hello there dear reader. To start I would just like to make a few comments that will assist both you and me in the use of this site.

Provable and Accurate. Almost everything that what I write in this story can be substantiated, either from VP chat files, from ICQ chat files, or from emails. I will not be posting such chats or emails to this web page, but if there is anyone that doubts the validity of my story, then such sceptic is most welcome to come and see me in person, and I will show him/her the relevant proof!

Read Off-Line. If you don’t have the time to sit and read this online, remember that you can just right click on the page, click on "Save As", and save the entire page to your Hard Drive.

A Continuing Saga

*You may not find anything strange about the first few Parts of this story. The reader should remember, however, that the narrative will become more complete as more Parts are written; until time permitting, within a couple of weeks, you have the entire story. I will attempt to tell a bit more of the story, about every second day, so please be patient.

*Oh yes... please gimme a break – I'm not a writer remember. I am just an ordinary guy, telling a somewhat extra-ordinary story! What I can assure you of, is that the story does get more interesting as time goes by - so hang in there.

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REASONS FOR THIS SITE

Naturally, having put up this kind of site, many people are left with questions about WHY I would do it. The purposes of the site are as follows:

*After breaking off the relationship with Woblue, I naturally continued chatting in VP, and making new friends, and even meeting (off-line) some of the ladies that I spoke to on-line! Woblue has countless times tried to destroy these friendships, and at times succeeded. She speaks to me and my friends in IMs, spreading rumours and direct lies about me and them. She uses VP nicknames similar to my own, as well as names similar to people in VP; then chats to me and/or my friends trying to lodge wedges between us. This has happened to some of you, and therefore you know what I am talking tabout. Mostly I can explain to people what is going on, but sadly at times I have lost some chat buddies through this. This is all not just digging up old bones either. This happened as recently as the secondly week of December. I have, since a long time ago, from pleaded with her, to threatened and warned her, to leave me and my chat friends in peace, but all to no avail. So, tt is not I that cannot leave Woblue alone, but exactly the other way around. It is therefore pointless that people in (especially) VP, tell me that I should forget it, move on, etc, because I cannot move on if I am constantly being drawn back in.

*Secondly, this web site is NOT - as Woblue likes to imply - about (my) jealousy. I am NOT trying to get her to come back to me. In NO fashion at all is that the intention! Can I state this more clearly? Please don't bother sending me messages telling me how you know that I am jealous and pocessive and such like about woblue. Moreover, I was recently informed that woblue is in love, and that I am upset about this. Well firstly I did not know and secondly, IF IF IF that is the case, then I wish you well in your new romance woblue.

*Thirdly this site is to alleviate me from having to explain the same thing (the story about me and woblue) over and over, ie 100 times to 100 people. SO PLEASE - I request that you avoid asking me questions in Excite Virtual Places (VP), or ICQ, or via email. Information is the intention of the site, and the questions that you have, will most likely be answered on this web page in the days to follow.

*Lastly, but acutally almost most importantly, this site is about is about the basic truths. People ask questions all the time - about who broke off the relationship, or what was the latest fight about. One cannot of course write about everything that happened, as this would simply take too long, and to much space. Hopefully, however, many issues will be cleared up, at least those mattrs that are important.

So, let's begin shall we...

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PART ONE: FIRST CONTACTTTTTTTTTT

It was during late April/early May 1998 that I met Woblue in the Germany Room, in the VP chat environment. She was using a very cute AV, and being a sucker for blondes I then Instant Messaged (IMed) her.

Actually I wanted the AV, but of course we got talking, and a connection was born. The first email I then sent her was on 05 May 98, which included some pictures of myself.
	RipsterPic1		RipsterPic2

She replied to that email on the same day in fact, but without pictures.

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PART TWO: BUT IT WAS HARDLY EVEN A FRIENDSHIP

Although we did some chatting, we actually did not get on that well in the beginning. Woblue had a nasty habit of being in private rooms constantly. If I was talking to her, she would often leave VP very suddenly, without even a proper goodbye. Very brash behaviour! So, after a while I sort of limited the talking I did to her, and we sent emails instead. She, however, did IM me on occasion, which I thought was quite sweet, so we did chat from time to time.

So, during the following months, ie May to July 1998, we did chat about a little about our selves, with regard to who, and what, we were all about. She told me she is from Toledo, Ohio, USA, and works as secretary at the Medical College there. She told me her name is Sara Schmidt (see the German connection - which was cool because I am also German). She said she is 23 years old; single; and never married, and had no kids. Before the pictures came we did the "describing ourselves thing" and she said she is "I'm 5'6" , blonde hair, blue eyes, 125 lbs, thin to normal build". Those were her words as on 19 May 98. Eventually on 31 May 98, (took a while eh?) she sent me some pictures of herself. I could not really make out the out facial features, but general the description equalled the pictures. It was sufficiently visible that she was nothing to complain about!
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PART THREE: AND THEN IT GETS MORE SERIOUS

As I mentioned preciously, chatting was limited because of her style, and from May to mid August 1998, we only spoke just over 20 times, and often not very long because of the way she often acted. Then on 14 August 1998 we had a really long and interesting discussion. Near the end of that discussion, ie about 11 pm (RSA time), she asked if she could phone me, and I gave her the telephone number. She left work, went home, and called. Well to say the least, it was great. We spoke through the night – for about 7 hours. Somehow her inability to communicate on-line was not prevalent on the phone. We spoke about a hundred things, from politics to sex to religion, and there was a connection that made it possible to speak until I had to leave to work that morning. I’m sure I slept at my desk that day... hehe!

During this time I was dating another lady from South Africa, and things were not as easy as just starting an on-line relationship. I was considering going steady with the South African girl, but was missing something in our communication, which I was, however, getting with Sara. But eventually things transpired such that I decided this girl from the USA and myself had the connection I was seeking. There was an openness and a depth in our communication that I was looking for! By late September I was pretty sure that she could be the one!

During the months from August to end of October, we did quite a bit of chatting and naturally got to know each other rather well - or so I thought! Emotions were running along quiet nicely now. Actually she had already told me on 19 August 1998, that she loved me (in capitals words like "I LOVE YOU"), which was just a little fast, and I could not respond then. I told her I wanted to meet her first, see her, and spend time with her, before I would tell her that I love her.

It was in September that Sara sent me more Pics. The first two on 02 September 1998 and the last two on 24 September 1998
	SaraPic3		SaraPic4		SaraPic5		SaraPic6

In October I thought that it was high time that we see each other. So we arranged a get together for near the end of October 1998. As can be seen, of all the pictures that I was sent, the only one on which the face was at all visible was SaraPic5. I then asked for some more pics, which she then sent about 15 October. Very simply, I thought that I should have a good idea of what she looks like, so that I would recognise her when I would first see her at the airport.
There was tremendous amount of drama trying to get more pictures, something showing her face. Sara made excuses about not having photos, about not having the ability to scan them in; about the person at work, whose scanner it was, not being available, etc; about being shy and not wanting to send her pictures. It took about 10 days to get two photos out of her on which I could then see her face, namely SaraPic7 & 8, which were rather daring I thought. However, I figured that she had eventually become accustomed to the idea of sending pictures. So the planning for the first meeting was underway!
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PART FOUR: FIRST MEETING

As anyone can see, it appeared that I was onto a good thing. So I really wanted to meet this girl in person, to see if we would actually like each other off line as well. So, it came about that on 08 October 1998 Sara wrote an email and said that she had been to the travel agent, and checked various options for travelling to South Africa. On 09 October 1998 she emailed me some details about flights with Masaba Airlines:

First Option

Leave Toledo on 10/28 @ 11:50AM
Arrive Johannesburg 10/29 @ 3:55PM
Leave Johannesburg 11/2 @ 6:40PM
Arrive Toledo 11/3 @ 12:40PM

Second Option

Leave Tol 11/4
Arrive Joh 11/5 @ 3:55PM
Leave Joh 11/9

I emailed her back the same day and asked that she take the 28 October 1998 flight. I did not want to wait another week. I then booked a room in a guest house in Centurion, conveniently only about 5 mins from where I live.

During October we talked about - if the first meeting went well - that there should be a second meeting - a slightly longer one of course. We talked about the possibilities of a future together. Of living in SA or the USA. We even decided that if things go well, that Hawaii was the place for the Honeymoon. Considering all the indepth discussions we had, I had no doubt that there was strong possibility that things could go well. I mean - this girl was willing to give up her home and family, and come and live in SA. If anyone has heard a girl say and write such words to him, he will know how special I felt.

Then on 26 October 1998 I got an email. Sara wrote that her grandmother had suddenly developed a serious heart blockage, and that bypass surgery was needed! This was two days before she was to get on the aircraft and come to South Africa. Almost needless to say, I was torn between my selfish desire to see her, and the right thing to do – to tell her to stay with the family during this time. The next day we both spent a lot, AND I MEAN A LOT, of time and energy on emails (about 3 emails each during one day), chats (hours and hours), and phone calls, about this sorry situation, trying to figure out the best course of action.

In one particular email on 27 October 1998, Sara told me that she had argued with her parents, who wanted her to stay, whilst she still wanted to come to SA, because she had already been planning the trip for weeks now, ie passport, visa, and ticket and so on! After the phone call with her parents she was then so upset that she called a friend, her best friend, Bianca* (*I am not using her real name in this story) and spoke to her until 2 am the morning about me and the situation. Apparently, Bianca said that she had never seen Sara so crazy about anyone in all her life.

Later this day (27 October 1998) we decided to call the trip off. This was really the only decision that could be made. Boy was that a sad day!

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PART FIVE: MAKING THE PHONE WORK...

Apart from the trip, other things were happening as well, which are rather interesting. We of course talked on the phone as well. I called her direct extension at work when I wanted to talk to her. At times however, I was not able to get through to her. I would phone her on the normal work number and some receptionist would pick up the phone. When I asked for Sara Schmidt, the receptionist was never able to find the girl. I one day resorted to phoning the college's Human Resources Department, and asked about Sara Schmidt, but they that they had no such person on their books. Sara later explained that the humans resources department only keeps the records of the permanent personnel, and not of the contract workers like herself. Regarding the receptionist that could never find her, Sara did not know what the problem was.

A day later Sara wrote me an email with the explanation as follows: The building in which she was working was not originally designed for offices, and later when the contract workers moved into that building, the college did not want to install new telephone extensions from the main switchboard, and installed outside lines instead. Sara's direct/outside number was the same as one of the switchboard extensions in the other part of the college. When I called, however, I always called the same number. It was strange then, that at times when I called I would get her on her direct number, and yet at other times when I called the same number, I would get the main college switchboard and then not get to her. Well I figured that her explanation was just bad, not her fault, and so... not really finding the answer to the problem I just sort of let it drop. I was tired of all the wasted time and energy spent on emails, chats and phone calls trying to work out this problem.

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PART SIX: THE CLEVELAND MESS

Not to be put off by any little inconvenience, we continued into November, and planned her trip to SA, on 05 November 1998. However, things were not all going 100%. It was on 02 November that we were discussing details about the flight, and I asked Sara for the Flight Number. She did not have the ticket with her that day at work, and we got into an argument about why she did not have it. Perhaps in the back of my mind I was suspicious that things were not all well; that she did not want to come anymore. On the surface, however, things were on track, and so I was eventually waiting for her to arrive on 06 November 1999.

So, late on Thursday 05 November she left for Cleveland, and called me from there. The next communication I got was an email from Sara on Friday 06 November 1998. This was bad because naturally she should have just about been in South Africa by the time I got the email. The aircraft from Cleveland to New York had developed technical problems. By the time the fault had been sorted out it was too late to get to New York, get to the next terminal, and make the aeroplane to Johannesburg. The only alternative was to wait in New York for two days until Sunday, for the next flight to South Africa, which, understandably, she did not want to do. So eventually she had her travel agent arrange a rental car, which she then used to travel the 2.5 hours back to Toledo, all the way crying because of the mess.

In the email she also said "I'd hate to think I will lose you over something else that was beyond my control". I thought "well heck" it was not her fault. She really does want to see me. We will just have to try again. So I continued to hope and plan to see her in the near future.

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PART SEVEN: AND MORE NOVEMBER 98 MANOEUVRES

I can tell you that trying to comminucate instensely and seriously with someone overseas was very difficult at times. We sent emails, and chatted for hours most days. We had the odd problems, like me trying to call her at 23:30 her time on 12 November 1998, and finding the phone engaged, which she then later said was her friend Bianca. Other times I would call her and her phone would be engaged for up to 5 hours on end. Or the phone would ring and ring through the night (her night). This was besides the failure trips, and the disappointments thereof. I still remember the day a colleague at work told me that he remembered my excitement just before the 26 October 1998 trip; and my progressively becoming despondent during November. He acutally only told me this sometime in December, but it was interesting that the effect that Sara had on me was so clearly visible to those around me.

But not withstanding these "little" problems, we continued to plan for the future. We talked about various options about getting together in the future, including me moving to the USA, or her moving to SA. And I don't mean a cursory mentioning of these matters, but rather indepth discussions, in email and chat. Of course it was "dreaming" about the future,and there was still the first meeting to go through, but nevertheless it was serious, and I considered her ideas and statements and as honest as my own. We wrote about life in Toledo, or elsewhere - she said she wanted to move to a warmer climate. We spoke about my options of leaving my present job, the various ways in which I would be able to resign, and then move to the USA. We spoke about the cost of living in the USA and SA, and well, hehe, yes its true - you can buy at least 3 times as much in the USA as in SA for the same money (same number).

Well of course, the real deal was the still the first meeting, because before that took place, there was no telling about a real future together! The next plan was then made for her to leave Toledo on Saturday 07 November 1998, and arrive on Sunday 08 November 1998. This was basically just the Cleveland flight postponed. I went to Bloemfontein that weekend, to the wedding of a good friend Liza* (I am not using her real name in this story). During the wedding, one chats of course, and tells each other stories about life and love, and naturally I told Liza about my new found romance, and the possibilities of me going to the USA or her coming here, etc, etc. Well the wedding went well, and I went to bed, thinking about getting up earlyish on Sunday morning, 08 November 1998 , so that I would get to Johannesburg, to pick up Sara from the airport. Well on Sunday morning about 8 am (about 2 am USA), I got a "surprise" call from Sara. She was still in Toledo. She said that she had become really sick before the flight on Saturday; she went to the airport, but it was so bad that evenutally she decided to not to get on the aircraft.

Did we have arguments about this. I mean, just because of a little cold? She could still have come not so. Well we worked through it again. She told me so many times in chat, email and on the phone that she loved me, that well, I would never have dreamed that she did not really want to see me. But I was also getting suspicious - not sure about what exactly as it was all too confusing, but I was wondering about all these failed international flights.

However, one thing you can't accuse me of is a lack of determination, and so we moved on. Perhaps it seems like everything was now focused on "meeting", but that is exactly what it was. I needed to meet this girl to see for sure if we really fitted together.

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PART EIGHT: A BIRTHDAY WISH

It was during these past few months that I heard various things about Sara from people in the Germany room, in which I did in the past spend quite a bit of time. A number of people did not like her very much. I tried to get behind the matter, but, no one in the Germany room wanted to tell me anything really, because of my association with Sara. Sara did not really clear me up either, just explaining that some girls in the Germany room were very jealous, because she (Sara) chatted with some guys that belonged to some of these girls. Some people in the Germany room were so anti-Sara that they refused to speak to me. But I thought "what the heck", Sara was with me now; they were just being childish in the Germany room, and I did not really need those people anyway, if I had this girl.

So, true to form - namely a determined German - I continued on to the next plan. At the end of November, from Friday 20 to Friday 27 November 1998, I had a week of Time Sharing Holiday in the Eastern Transvaal (ETVL) in South Africa. For those who do not know this area, well it's beautiful. There is endless green vegetation, there are caves to explore, quaint little towns, and sights to see. I love this area, and well naturally what better place to spend a few romantic days with a nice girl. So Sara and I started planning for her to come over to SA for this holiday. Also by mid November (16 November 1998) to be exact, we were already checking possible dates for visiting again in December - the second and longer visit that was supposed to take place. By 18 November 1998, things were going great, and I was expecting her to arrive on Sunday 20 November 1998. So naturally I delayed my departure for the holiday in the ETVL, until after I had met her at the airport on Sunday, and then we would leave together.

For those that are unaware, Sara has a little side line business transcribing tapes to paper for a few Doctors. It was this business that caused the next little hickup. We meet in VP on Friday evening, 20 November 1998, at about 6 pm. It was then that Sara told me that she had just received a whole of transcription work to do. She said that she had asked various of her friends already to help her, and none of them could assist her. She could also not leave it for a week until she got back to Toledo, because then she would lose those clients. She was crying as she said that I should look beyond this problem to our future, to which I of course said that we cannot really have a future until we have met. She claimed that what she was doing, all the work, the income, was for the good of both of us. Oh well! I had to accept that - what else could be done?

She continued to talk about loving me, needing me, wanting to spend the rest of her life with me. I was taken that anyone could say so many words of that nature, and I mean many. I just could do nothing but believe that this girl really loved me. So, being rather adept at making new plans all the time, we started with the next one. This would be for her to leave Monday 23 November 1998, and arrive on Tuesday 24 November 1998. This was, however, not possible because of the lack of a suitable flight, and so we looked for the next suitable possibility.

The next opportunity came about. She would arrive on Wednesday 25 Novemeber 1998. This was the day before my birthday, which was great. We could spend my birthday together, and in the ETVL, at the holiday resort, etc - what could be greater? I had a meeting back home in Pretoria on the Wednesday morning, so it was no big deal to pick her up from Johannesburg Airport, and then go back to the resort. A lot of driving, but what the heck. This one seemed certain. I mean - it was my birthday on the 26th, and surely she would make every effort to come for that!!

It was late on Tuesday evening 24 Novemeber 1998, that I received an email from a man, Udolf* (* I am not using his real name in this story). who lives in California, USA). It was about the friendship he had with Sara , and about me and Sara. Nothing I have read changed my life so much in so short a space of time.

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PART NINE: THE BEGNNING OF THE END

The email came completely out the blue. Not for a moment would I have suspected that there was something going on of the magnitude, of what I read that day.

He told me about the names that Sara uses in VP, not just "Woblue", but a multitude of others. Its not important what they all were, and there were to many anyway to mention them all. This was already something that I suspected, but was never sure about. It also something that continued to be a problem in the future, she had a number of names, and still does. Most VP users have more than one account and a few different names in them. Her names were and are, however, not related to "Woblue" in any way, and the email address in those VP accounts were all false. Her names were meant to be different and not traceable to Wolbue. I know Woblue is now going to say that I also have a more than one account, but this no defense for her. I have a few accounts, but mostly I just use just one or two names. In any event all my accounts have my own email address in them, so its rather easy to check that it is me! But the names thing was nothing yet!!

What was really interesting was the kind of relationship that Sara was having with Udolf. It was very similar to her relationship with me. She was promsing him marriage, and kids, and a good life. She had also promised to come visit him on a number of occasions, and similar to my own situation she had always cancelled, in the day or two just preceeding the acutally trip. Once someone bumped into the back of her car! Then it was an aeroplane problem on another occasion. One time she could not come because her father had a heart operation.

Well Udolf evenutally figured that this whole situation was just a game, and so kinda like ended it. Yet Sara continued to call on occasion. So on 27 Ocobter 1998 Udolf decided to continue with the relationship. In my opinion, and in hindsight, this was rather bad timing, considering that that was one day after Sara should have left for South Africa on her first trip to see me. Then she promised to come see him again on 24 Novemeber 1998, and stay for thanksgiving. This in particular was very bad timing for me, consider that she was supposed to arrive in SA on that day, and stay for the week, over my birthday. She of course called him and cancelled that trip to California (reason unknown to me) - but the fact is that she cancelled the trip! To make sure she was not in the office on that day, she "had" a dentist appointment, so that neither me or Udolf would find her in the office. I stuggle until today to understand this situation! The hurt about it is gone now, but I still can't grasp such a thing happening.

There were not just stories about the trips of course. Udolf also told me about his phone calls, and emails, and chats with Sara. All this communication had traits like, "I love you", "I want to be with you", "thinking about you", and "missing you". This is the same as was being said between myself and Sara. This alone was enough to ruin my week!

Udolf mentioned that he first saw me and Woblue together in a room on 06 November 1998. From then onwards, he obviously knew that Woblue was moving on. He kept watch until he eventually decided to email me on 24 November 1998.

A special message to you Udolf: It was you that gave me and Woblue a chance to try an make a real relationship of it, buy making the tuth come out a little. Even though the relaitnoship ended a few months later, you helped to bring to acutally make it grow - or at least to the start to that process. Thank you!

As you can imagine my birthday was ruined, not to mention last part of the week on holiday. I had a thousand emotions to work through. No one had ever lied to me quiet like this before. I felt rather naive that I could have been taken for such a ride. And yet I was incredibly attached to Sara, and I wanted to fix things. Go figure!!! But this path would not be as simple as I thought. There was so much more that she would yet reveal about herself that would shake my world.

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PART TEN: TRYING TO HEAL THE WOUNDS

It was actually quite unbelievable that this lastest planned trip (on 25 Novemeber 1998) was also not going to take place happen. Whilst VP on 24 Novemeber 1998, I still remember how, at about 5 pm, SA time, she said that she in about 2 hours she was going to leave for the airport; that she said she would call me from the east (meaning New York) on the way to SA; about how after all this time it would be great to touch for real, etc. What I could not understand is that she was typing these things to me, knowing full well that she was never getting on a plane and coming to SA. It still boggles the mind today.

Well, the story continues naturally. Being the stubbord German I am, I could not give up on this thing just yet. I firstly need to find out the truth; but secondly, I was so attached to her that I did not know how to get out of the situation easily - I don't break up easily in general. As you can imagine the next few days/weeks were all a process of getting at the truth for me, and all the emails, as well as the chats in VP and ICQ, as well as the phone calls, were centred around it. I must have asked a hundred questions from the purely factual, like "what is your name" to the more insight type questions like "why I can now believe that you sincere, and that you really love me, and why you really want a future with me." Well she was very good about answering most of the questions, and I learnt a reasonable amount.

What I also now realise is how she immediately started lying in the subsequent conversations to cover up on the past things. For example, she tried to down play the relationship with Udo to being nothing, and saying that nothing was happening. I, however, (given to me by Udolf) have the emails she wrote to Udolf, in which she wrote to him "I love you". To be fair that "I love you" was in August 1998 before she got serious with me, but even in November 1998 she was telling him that she was "missing [him] like crazy. The thing is, that on 19 August she told me that she loved me. A little fast to be changing lovers I think.

During the days from 24 until 26 Novemeber 1998, I started trying to make head or tails of what the email (from Udolf) was all about; and trying to determine how much truth was in the emails. I continued chatting with Sara, and even still tried to convince her to come to SA the next day, or the next. We continued playing backgammon in Igames.com. We chatted on my birthday (26th), and things were strangely nice yet tense.

But things were not as they seemed, and after placing some pressure on Sara, during an ICQ chat we had on 26 November 1998, a couple of things started coming out.

She admitted that her real name was Wanda. What was really funny was her explanation about this name thing. She claim that long ago (end of 1997) she has sent me an email just after I met her in VP as "Webbly", which name she was using at the time. In this email she claimed to have written "hope to see you soon... Wanda". She then claimed that she thought I knew all along that her real name was Wanda, but I was just not telling her. Yeah right! Why would I call anyone by another name for 7 months (May - Nov 1998), if I knew their real name? Naturally I would NOT! She THEN claimed even more rediculously that she did not like the name "Wanda", and that she was even considering changing her name to Sara. This was ALL just BULL, trying to cover up that she had been lying to me about her name. She gave other explanations (or reasons rather) as well, about how she was just trying to be careful in VP, not giving out the her real name because she was scared of being stalked for example. Yeah right!!

Then about the missed flight/cancelled flights. She claimed that she was really sick and missed that flight. She claimed she was really in Cleveland, but ADDED her story about why she did not fly further. Besides the technical problem, she claimed it was because the travelers cheques she had were in her real name, and that she was worried about how she would cash the cheques in front of me without me finding out her real name. So, she was actually considering coming to SA, spending a week with me, AND continue using the false name? Really? She would be able to tell me to my face "I love you" and hear me say "I love you also Sara"? This would be ok for her? She still claimed that the one trip was cancelled because of the extra work she got just before the weekend! So, she was starting to cover up a second level, and well stupidly I believed her, because I wanted to! This all became clearer later that she had never planned any flight, or bought any tickets to South Africa ever.

It also came out about the phone calls to work to look for Sara! As there was no Sara Schmidt, the receptionist could naturally not find her. It had nothing to do with Wanda's rediculous explanation about the new building, and the direct extensions with the same numbers, as the internal switchboard numbers, and all that nonsense.

What is really amusing to me now, is that in that same icq chat, we still talked about the next possible trip to SA the day following. Go figure eh?

But more fun and games was still to come. This was all within the first two days of the Udolf email. We had not even got to the real truth about the first level of lies, and already the second level of lies was being placed.'

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