As you say... yes they were little girls.
This will sicken you.
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While I am having an afternoon of sitting here not able to do anything but type, I'll go ahead and get this told... some of you here may have heard me tell this a few years ago... some of you may remember the incident. A real case of "if I had known then what I know now"... of course, not like I would have been allowed to tell what I knew even if I did... LOL
Anyone need any more proof of how much of a disgusting, sick, dirty old man Newton really was?
Read this story if you didn't read it when I posted it several years ago.
Okay... Kimmy Wasserman. Remember her St Pete folks?
From the Orlando area and was only 13 when she came in, tiny and short but already with a pretty impressive set of boobs (actually that fact IS important to the story)... for her age she really HAD done quite a lot of drugs, sexual exploits etc. She was adorable, cute as cvould be but with no self esteem. Her mother was a druggie/stripper/whore that had abandonded her, her grandparents were raising her and Kimmy had already decided that her fate was destined to be the same as her mothers, so why bother fighting it. That was her viewpoint on life.
She had a rough program, never got very far up the phases... I don't think she ever got past 3rd... and she was in and out of that place for years. She even ended up doing a short stint in the Orlando program like 5 years later.
Anyway, the infamous incident of the leopard bikini. As far as we kids knew at the time, the story was... Kimmy was about 15 then and had copped out, she was found being a lounging beach bunny and doing exotic dancing for dirty old men, doing drugs, the works. She was brought into group in the middle of the day, wearing nothing but a skimpy little leopard print bikini, hair all poofed up, heavy exotic make up, blurry red eyes etc. We were told she was found hanging out at the beach, stoned. Needless to say, this girl was blasted from one end of the building and back again... for a long damn time.
Fast forward, it is now 3-4 years later... I am divorced, me and my daughter are living at my parents home outside Orlando... even though (ironically right) my father is working at the Orlando Straight building and my mom volunteers there. They tell me nobody has heard from or seen Kimmy in a while, her grandparents are worried, maybe I could find her. Somehow I end up locating her... she's now 18, working in a "gentlemans club" dancing and doing all sorts of drugs. Although I am not about to tell her to go to Straight, I did try to talk to her about the extreme lifestyle she was living. She believes she's on top of the world, lot's of cash and drugs, hot car, great apartment, fancy clothes and guys at her beck and call. There's no convincing her this is anything but the great life. To nobody's surprise, by 18 she had developed into a hot looking girl, easy to see how she could end up like this though that line of work... trying to tell her that you simply can NOT do the amount of drugs she was doing on a daily basis and expect to live long, she just sort of shrugged and said "well at least I'll have fun before I go or my looks fade". That right there was her entire outlook on life, the old live hard, die young and leave a good looking corpse belief. I hung out with her for a while, trying to talk to her... but we sort of drifted apart because even though I wasn't a goddy two shoes, her lifestyle was way too instense for me.
Fast forward again, another 2-3 years. My dad has had a heart attack, no longer works at Straight and the family secret shame is out in the open. My father has been a binge closet alchoholic for 30 years or more, had affairs with women, goes off on gambling binges... (later still he was finally diagnosed with having Bipolar, in which such binges are a common symptom). Turns out he was still having these binges all those years involved with Straight but my parents hid it. Honesty right? LMAO Anyway, the point is... while he was in one of his binges and drinking, he and I got together in a rare attempt on his part to bridge the gap and we talked. Since he was having an affair with a stripper MY AGE, somehow we ended up talking about Kimmy and of course, the leopard bikini incident came up. My dad got REALLY upset, at first didn't want to talk about it, then drank another beer and started to cry a little and told me what had really happened.
My father was part of a group of about 4-5 men... program fathers... that were focused on finding and catching various cop-outs, including Kimmy. When she was located, Miller Newton was contacted and he joined them for the "capture" because by then Kimmy was some special project... I never understood why but I always knew there was some special interest on her presence in the program. My dad confirmed that but he really didn't know why either. So anyway, the real capture actually took place at about 5 am, Kimmy had left the party scenes to go home, was dead tired and burnt out and wearing regular street party clothes... she came out of a convience store with a soda when they jumped her. THEY, this group of Newton and other men, took her to the place she was living and THEY started going through all of her belongings, all her things. They found the bikini and started taunting her, saying things like "I bet you think you are little Miss Hot Shit is this don't you, little girl?"... they help her down and were saying really disgusting things to her about what she was doing... crude things about her body, things that would NEVER be allowed to say in group. Then Newton startyed this thing of "you like dancing and showing off your little body to older men huh? So why don't you give us a little show? Why don't you strut your stuff for us baby? How about waving those cute little tits in our faces?" and stuff like that. My dad says it was really weird, some of them men seemed really into this whole thing, like they were enjoying it, some of them seemed uncomfortable but followed along anyway, they weren't about to say anything against Miller Newton.
Even though my dad had affairs with much younger women, went to strip clubs and all that on the sly, he was uncomfortable and embarassed because in his mind, Kimmy was nothing but a little girl, a baby and they were supposed to there to protect her. These men stayed alone with her for several hours, they were the ones who sat her at the mirror and forced her to fix up her hair and make up, they made her strip, in front of them and change INTO that leopard bikini so the group "could see the truth" about what a little whore she was being on the outside. By the time they brought her in, yes she had been partying the night before but the red eyes and all were also from her not being allowed to sleep and being harrassed by these men for those hours. My dad said that a couple of the guys, including Newton, made no effort to hide looking at her body and having "responses" to her, they touched her more than what was needed... or appropriate. Even my dad, whose moral compass isn't the strongest, was sickened by the idea of these men who are supposed to be there to save her, getting their jollies.
Remember the edible underwear they claimed they found in her purse? She got confronted all to Hell over them. They actually found those in the rooms where she was living, a place where a dozen other people were living as well, most of them strippers... and Kimmy said from the start they were not hers, but they put them IN her purse and told group that was where they found them.
The last I heard about Kimmy was shortly after this... rumors that she was sick and not doing well... rumors it was AIDS. I never found her again, so I have no clue if the rumors were true at all or not, have no idea if she is still alive or not. I was always very close to her, I felt really big sister towards her, we were close... and her stories, before, during and after the program always tore my heart out. My dads confessions didn't help any. That poor girl never had much of a chance in life... and she knew it. I wish I could somehow find out whatever happened to her past that. My last knowledge is from about 1989.
Susan
