Scary scary stuff.
Richard Kent who works in southern Florida is a photographer. Especially within the feature and pageant scene. He publishes wth xcitement magazine.
He comes off so kind and nice but when I was 18 he became obsessed with me.
As a young dancer I thought “cool he’s trying to help me” so he’s let me come stay at his house so I could travel and dance as a newcomer.
But then. I started making friends in Florida. He became very obsessed and wouldn’t let me go hang out with them or spend any time with them alone. (I was 18 and he was a 60+ man. What we have in common who knows.
He started to pick my work schedule for me. Started to wake me up in the mornings to hang out. When I’d go home he’d want to call me any time and spend an hour or plus on the phone with me just breathing on the phone.
By the time I was 21 he got me into a bad agreement.
He put my name under a credit card without me signing anything. He told me to get my breast implants and I could pay him back.
Me being so young I was ecstatic. Of course I said yes and agreed.
Well boy was that a big mistake. As soon as I did that he tried making me feel obligated to go to Florida again. He started to call himself my sons daddy. He started to comment on my vagina saying it was beautiful and if I was spread out on a bed he’d fuck me.
He tried to force me to continue to do pageants and photos. I finally got fed up and blocked him on everything.
I still paid monthly but he cut it off. So that I’d have to talk to him to figure it out.
By this time I got the jist and I stopped paying because his manipulation was draining.
NOWW. I like in Illinois. He travels thousands of miles to come to my club and get lapdances with me but bring up payments.
He sends me letters to my home threatening to sue me and showing me screen shots of our texts.
He’s been driving past my house EVEN THOUGH HE LIVES IN FLORIDA.
It’s been a dreadful and terrifying situation.
I remember at one point I told him I don’t like giving hugs and he said “well all the other girls I help out and put in my magazine (literally a free magazine) all give me attention and sit on my lap.
At that rate I felt like it wasn’t professional and he was trying to be my sugar daddy.
I’m still dealing with his constant harassment but I know my rights now and have enough proof that he’s a crazy!