Showing posts with label Michael Viner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Viner. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

HER MULTIMILLION DOLLAR FORTUNE COMES FROM BEING A MADAM

CHAPTER "GOOD FORTUNE"
SHATTERED DREAMS BROKEN PROMISES is C 2007 Michael Viner Phoenix Books

UNNAMMED WOMAN was born in Saint Petersburg, and was in her thirties when she told her story to the author.  Her parents moved the family to London, where she runs Internet sites for escorts and pays women from Eastern Europe to prostitute.

Pages 255 - 256 - 257

"I never intended to become a madam.... Today I run several of the biggest Internet prostitution schemes in London.  In a good week I might earn thirty thousand dollars, but those weeks are less frequent than they used to be, and the competition is fierce... Of course I have to pay lots of people: the webmaster, the website promoter, the girls who answer the phones, the photographer who shows off the escort's assets and Photoshops their shortcomings.  I keep apartments year round for the girls who fly in from Eastern Europe for short-term work, but even that has gotten out of hand...

The good girls do well, not perhaps not as well as you might think because of all the middle men.  For instance, if a guest at Blake's Hotel wants a girl for the night, he tells the concierge, who then puts an eighteen hundred dollars miscellaneous charge on the guest's room (converted from pounds to dollars.)  The concierge calls me, and I am paid about twelve hundred dollars.  I, in turn, pay the girl six hundred dollars, and she usually has to give half of that to her handler (the person who has brought her to London and takes care of her), at least at the beginning of her career.  The vast majority of these girls have less than a handful of years of serious earning potential before they become tired-looking and worn out from selling themselves for top dollar.

I call my favorite girls "Firemen" because they never turn down clients even with only a few minutes' notice.  "Candy" is one of my favorites.  I once forgot to tell her about an appointment and she was still ready in two minutes.  And all the clients have good things to say about her.  I know this because I give some of my steady clients a discount to give me reports on the girls.  Were they on time?  Did they do a good job?  And, most importantly did they give a private phone number?  If they did, chances are I would never use them again.  It is also important that a girl does not list herself with other agencies.  If she does, and I was the one who brought her over to London or have given her an apartment, she is through.  I will throw her out of my apartment and do what I can to blacklist her with other agencies."

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A special note from Missy.
I recently heard a radio broadcast that mentioned that some madam in England had been busted and I couldn't help but wonder if it was this woman.  Reading over this post which I wrote a couple weeks ago, I have to say that this woman sounded heartless to me.  One of the things she mentioned in her testimony was that her girls are generally worn out in a couple years, and by that she means in all ways, physically, perhaps aged beyond their years, emotionally wasted, etc.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

A RUSSIAN WOMAN WHO WAS RAPED MARRIED AN AMERICAN WHO WENT TO PRISON FOR ABUSING HER

CHAPTER : IT'S NOT OVER TILL THE FAT LADY SINGS

UNNAMED WOMAN from Sevastopol, Russia, a Black Sea port.  She came to the United States and married a man who abused her and who she escaped from.  He was sentenced to two years in prison.

Page 240)  SHATTERED DREAMS BROKEN PROMISES is C 2007 Michael Viner Phoenix Books

"Most mothers were very careful not to let their daughters out of their sights.  We were counseled to never get in any man's car even if the ride was offered during a rainstorm or heavy snowfall.  Gradually, as a couple years passed, after school, my girlfriends started talking about sexual experiences.  They told frightening stories of being raped by men, all sorts of men: clerks at the grocery store, teachers after class, truck drivers along the highway, a group of boys out for a joyride in their parent's car.  The stories were plentiful and awful. More than a third of the girls grew up with this shared fate.

There was no one to complain to.  When a girl tried to report anything, she was ridiculed by the police and usually blamed for having provoked the situation.  In fact, for some off us, this came to be considered a rite of passage.  Almost all of us were raised by our moms with little or no help from our fathers, who usually traded in a wife every ten years or less for a newer, younger model.  In a country where the woman outnumbered the men fifty-five to forty-five percent, there was little choice for the women,.  And Soviet women outlive their male counterparts by an average of twenty years, so most women spend their later years without anyone to chop the wood..."

Page 253)

"It happened that Mark, although American, didn't know the immigration laws of his own country.  He had threatened me.  After I improved, the hospital sent me to a shelter for homeless people.  They gave me a place to sleep and food to eat.  Half the women in the shelter like me, all victims of domestic violence...  It was important for me to be among people who understood me and cared.  I was a zombie.  I couldn't think about anything.  I felt nothing.  It was just very comfortable and secure with all those strong women.  They tried to help me very much.  They were kind to me... The Office of Immigration and Naturalization drew up papers under the battered' wife's law, which allowed me to remain in the country and to apply for immigration papers without an American husband.... Recently, my free government lawyer filed an application Form I-360 for me.  It gives me the right to get a green card because I was a victim of domestic violence.  We attached a copy of the police report, the medical records, and a psychological evaluation from the Women's Center of Albany."  ..."


Tuesday, July 8, 2014

NATALIE BUILT HERSELF A BRIDGE WITH BRICKS THROWN AT HER

Page 39  CHAPTER  "ALL THAT GLITTERS"

NATALIE  (Born 1954 in Harbin, China of parents who hid that they were Jewish.)

"My name is Natalie.  I took all the bricks that were thrown at me and built a bridge.  Some Russian women wall themselves in; others try to take a shortcut and go down a self-destructive path.  Whether real, enhanced, or imagined, their colorful and melodramatic stories are often utilized to garner sympathy, empty wallets, and sometimes alter the lives of the unsuspecting American men that they target.  In these modern times, the trap is often times a website.  An attractive place where willing, young Russian women lay the bait for fantasy-driven American men.

To be put through a test in life is to have a testimony.  Some people find a purpose in their pain and do extraordinary things.  Others become victim - predators that do unto others what someone else has done to them.  And they do it with a vengeance, all the while smiling sweetly and making their victim feel like the love of their life.

But, as we all eventually learn, there are no shortcuts to success and happiness.  However, there are sacrifices great and small as well as faith, a determined and unwavering spirit, perseverance, hard work and, above all, a vision.  It is a vision of ourselves that is greater than our circumstances.

If I had a choice, I would have chosen a different set of circumstances for my life.  However, I took the lemons and made lemonade, then a lemon pie, and then a lemon pie manufacturing factory..."

SHATTERED DREAMS BROKEN PROMISES is C 2007 Michael Viner Phoenix Books

Saturday, July 5, 2014

SHATTERED DREAMS BROKEN PROMISES - THE COST OF COMING TO AMERICA by MICHAEL VINER : MISTRESS MANIFESTO BOOK REVIEW

It's common knowledge that there are thousands of beautiful and desperately poor women who want out of Eastern Europe. 

Some of these women are also romantic and innocent, or at least idealistic and hopeful.  Some have been raped or had their reputations ruined in their own country and there is no recourse.  A woman may feel she has nothing left to loose and maybe it will turn out OK.

Each chapter of this book is a woman's personal story about leaving her home country hoping for a better life - a better man - a better education or job - a higher standard of living - even great wealth.  

What woman anywhere cannot relate to that desire to do well? 

Many Russian and other Slavic women are lured to the United States to be brides. Some of them are happy with the match they have made or at least tolerant of it because they want to stay long enough to not only get Green Cards to work but to become U.S. Citizens.  What a woman from Eastern Europe expects out of a man and marriage may also be radically different from what women in America expect. In Russia, according to this book, it is common for men to be alcoholic, beat their wives, and have more than one girlfriend at a time.  So they may feel "anything could be better."


A woman who wants to be married and may be coming to the U.S. to marry should ask herself why a man, especially one who is successful in his work and owns a home, cannot find a bride in the United States.  He may say he doesn't like American women and is looking for something an Eastern European woman has (or he imagines she has) such as being more sexual or more obedient or servile.  Maybe he is counting on a woman not knowing the truth about him until she is here and it is too late.

Sadly, I've use the word lure because of the dishonesty that many Russian, Ukrainian, Polish, and other Slavic women experience, that leads them into not only being unhappy wives but becoming strippers, prostitutes, and sometimes drug addicts.  These women who are trapped in sex work, even trafficked as slaves, often then lie to their families in Europe about what they are doing to send money and even support the whole family from here. 

At what price?

Some make enough to go back and restart a life there without anyone knowing what really happened to them in America.

The title of this book, "Shattered Dreams Broken Promises" is in error because there are some happy endings in this collection,  but there is also, sadly, stories of women who are willingly involved in crime in order to financially profit from American men through dangerous scams, women who are involved with Russian Mafia, and one women based in London who says she owns Internet prostitution sites and has made millions.  

In some chapters, if you read this book, you will get the impression that Eastern European women want to go into prostitution in order to make as much money as possible in their beautiful youth.  So, as you read, you may experience a tangle of emotions and wish you could ask some questions of these women.  If you are not so poor yourself, you may not have a personal experience of this desperation and judge them harshly. 

But is a woman a victor rather than a victim because she is the person who is making millions through criminal activity?

I'm concerned that there are so many women who are fooled into ruining their lives.  I'm concerned that they are told, once they get to the U.S., that the job they were promised is actually to be a sex worker.  How terrible to have no way out other than to become homeless and on the street in a foreign country where they don't have real friend.  Since they do not even have the money to buy a plane ticket back to Russia, some are told they only have to prostitute until they pay the person who bought their ticket back.  That is usually a lie too.

There are women who do marry and are soon abused and afraid to report it, though, interestingly, if a woman is beaten she may instantly qualify for protection and legal status in the United States.  (So if you are an immigrant woman reading this and are being tricked or abused going to the police is the thing to do.  Call 911 or a domestic abuse hotline or go to a police station and ask to be taken to a woman's shelter as your next step.  I will give a National Hotline number for those who are being Sex Trafficked as well at the end of this month.)

A few years ago I was taking a walk when I saw a police car pull up to an elegant town house on a quiet street.  It was in the middle of the day.  I was curious as two officers ran to the door.  A young beautiful woman with a small suitcase was waiting for them.  I heard them talking to her.  "He lied to me." she began.  "My mother is taking care of my child in Russia."

 SHATTERED DREAMS BROKEN PROMISES is C 2007 Michael Viner  Phoenix Books