Hello, early last evening [Tuesday], after a somewhat full day of business meetings, with many webmasters of reality based websites in the and around Glendale and the San Fernando Valley of Southern California. Adult actress and host Nicole Moore and I, relaxed at our office and spoke about our coming plans for Thanksgiving, going shopping for the turkey and preparing for her trip to New York City on the 2nd of December, 2003. My soul mate and I decided to have a late one; no, I do not mean sex, but a well-deserved drink at the Tuesday night porn star watering hole Sardos.

Upon our arrival at Sardos, producer, director and talent Don Hollywood and his lovely soul mate Brooke Hunter, who by the way, I must say looked gorgeous, greeted us. My associate and business collaborate Steve Seidman, Adult FYI’s Gene Ross, one of my all time fantasy, someday might come true Keri Windsor, if she only knew. New cummer Lonny, my good friend, publicist and manager Harry Weiss greeted us as well. Julian St. Jox, who I hadn’t seen in a while, came up to me and embraced me. We spoke in great length about those days and wild parties; we use to attend at After Midnight.

While Nicole was involved in a deep conversation with Danny, the owner of Lust Temptations, Steve Siedman lead me into Sardos and pointed out the real Kevin Rubio or maybe not the real Kevin Rubio. That one depends on which way the bull might be blowing. With my hands clasped tightly in order not to cause a scene, I proceeded to walk over to his table, to finally introduce myself and ask him to step outside, so I might collect the $2000.00 in lost revenue that is owed to my company.

After the introduction was made, his dismay and confusion as to what he should do, he quickly introduced to me and slightly aligned this young woman between him and I. What a coward! I turned my back noticing my two friends in the distance kiki and dare; I went over two-say hello to both of them. First, let me say here and now, I am a kind individual, who has and always will, open my heart to my friends and associates, but not a person to be used or taken lightly. There are something’s, I will not under any circumstance understand or tolerate from anyone. That is to be talked down to, used, cheated or defamed.

This man Kevin Rubio, due in part to his con artist ways, cost my company over $5000.00 in lost revenue. We have settled for $2000.00 and I have asked him in several conversations to pay up. I am going to say this for the last time, Mr. Rubio you owe me $2000.00 and I intend to get paid, do the right thing and we both could have a nice Thanksgiving.

In settling for any miss-understandings, which might have arisen at Sardos a week earlier. I will not and cannot understand, the fragrant disrespect, I received, from what I used to call my friend Roy Karch. It was not enough that he turned his back on me, insulted me, and walked away. (For what reason did you do that, Roy? I definitely know the reason, it came apparent later on that evening, upon your exit from Sardos.) He then made his rounds dancing like Anthony Quinn in Zorba the Greek around Sardos, talking about me. What Roy, did you think it would not get back to me? For a man who does not have the courtesy or respect for one man’s wife even in a separation situation. I hope your heart is somewhat pumping reading this, as I know it will most definitely be pounding the next time we meet.