The Smiling Rapist
Without Prejudice
I know this story will shock and all the more because it's true.
Yvette, my second oldest daughter was never a happy camper, rebel, unloved (or thought she was), skinny, demanding, tantrum thrower, fanatsist, you name it, Yvette was it. She raged and defied, she was uncontrollable as a child. Wilful. So she kicked a teacher in the knee at ten and I had to take her to a child psychologist. Turned out she was a pessimist and always would be. And jealous of her older Sister, the very responsible and lovely Debbie.
By the time Yvette was a teen our lives revolved around her antics, pregnant at 17 to a 15 year old boy. My ex hated Simon and hated Yvette even more. My ex didn't like imperfection, only perfection and never seemed to "get" that people aren't perfect. And Yvette was enough to "make a pro blush ! ". Picture Roberta Williams on Ritalin and you might get an idea.
So when she was 20 and Kyle, her son was 2 years old and she left him with me to go out and party a lot. I was working and pissed off she took up so much of my time, with her tears and tantrums. We found out years later she suffers from a condition known as Border Line Personality Disorder and when I read the literature on it, it made a lot of sense.
we were living together in a house in Dandenong and one night said she wanted my car to go to Oakleigh. her and a friend, Eileen, were going around with a couple of the Oakleigh Wog Boys. They were harmless enough, although the leader Rocky looked and sounded terrifying and he wasn't.
So I refused to give her my car and defiant she cracked it and strode off to the Train Station, leaving me once again with Kyle. When I received a phone call the next morning at 5.30 am I was not happy.
"Mum, I've been raped"
"Yeah, sure", I said and hung up. Yvette was a fantasist and an attention seeking one, so I just thought she was lying.
The police rang me, shocked at my reaction and then I felt terrible, of course.
She had hopped on the train. Yvette is not trusting of strangers, ever, but she was in a foul mood because of her "bitch" of a Mother. A smiling stranger leaned across to her and said what a pretty girl she was. She smiled shyly at him, he was only young, solidly built, muscley.
he asked her where she was going and she told him, and big surprise he knew the Oakleigh Wog Boys and he was going there too. To the clubhouse. Yvette liked at that time a "wog" boy called Arthur. A lot of boys liked pretty petite little Yvette but she wasn't interested in many boys, just the wrong ones, usually.
So Smiley Thomas escorted her from the train station at Oakleigh and they walked in companionable chatter towards the house. Thomas said je wanted to call in at his house for some "smoko" and Yvette went inside with him. It was an empty house and Yvette said with a second, no a hundreth of a second, he turned into a rapist. Just like that.
He had a screw driver pointed at her stomach,and said,
"Scream, no one's going to hear you, it's an empty house"
Yvette was backed up against a plate glass sliding door.
"Scream and I'll push you through it" he said, calmly, almost casually.
He told her what he wanted to do to her and thank God for some reason she said she remembered what I had said once.
"if a guy goes to rape you, say you have your period."
So she did. Then he said,
"Well give me a head job, bitch"
Yvette crying by now said she didn't do head jobs so he got her hand and rubbed himself up and down. it was all over within seconds and she stood rigid with fear.
In the end she said he was a great guy and yes she would drop her boyfriend for him and anything and everything to save her life. There was no where to run. he told her he had been following her for a week, knew her friend Eileen by name, knew Yvette had a son, knew where she lived and with who.
He let her go and she walked to the Oakleigh Wogs house. When she got there Rocky said where had she been she was 2 hours late. Yvette never spoke a word just hung her head and didn't speak. Everyone else was chatting, smoking, drinking and she huddled in a chair.
Rocky crossed the room and grabbed Yvette by the hand.
"Come with me", he said.
He took her to his room and said,
"Whats Going on?"
She wouldn't tell him till he yelled at her and then she told him. He knew this Thomas, he ahd tried to get in the gang but Rocky thought he was a "nutter", he was greek same as Rocky. So rocky took her straight to the hopital and the Police.
They arrested him straight away. His story was that Yvette was dying for it and he gave it to her.
"What Sex?
"Yes, she was dying for it"
"So you had sex with Yvette, consensual sex"
"Yes, she was so dying for it, she had her period and took her tampon out"
"Funny that Thomas, as yvette doesn't "have " her period"
He was sentenced to 2 and half years for the lesser charge of sexual assault. I saw him once, only once and that was as he was being led into the court room from the cells. the Police had been dying to get him as there had been other complaints about him but the girls wouldn't come forward. One was a retarded girl of 14.
Yvette was sat next to me and we had been told she didn't have to see him and suddenly he was right in front of us and Yvette cringed and sobbed immediately. he smiled at her as he went past,
"you're dead bitch", he hissed before the cops grabbed him garder and shuffled him into court. the police were so contrite, there had benn no other way of bringing him in but up the stairs in front of us. Rocky loomed up at that moment, a tall skinny figure in a greatcoat and Motorcycle Boots.
He was the best Rocky an absolute delight and was there as witness. Thomas's defenders persuaded him to plea bargain on the lesser charge and he was found guilty and sent to jail. Yvette was entitled to free counselling which she took religiously but was still frightened by trains from then on for years.
We thought all was good and got on with our lives. One afternoon Debbie and Yvette had gone off Christmas shopping at Chadstone and I was minding Kyle, the phone rang.
"hi, can I speak to Yvette"
"I'm sorry she's not home right now, who's this ?"
"I met her Sat night, I'm a big fan, a secret fan"
"Really/" I answered.
"Yes, she'so pretty"
Something was making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
He continued.
"yes, I met her Saturday night, she was with that friend of hers, Eileen"
And there it was. The dead give away. Yvette hadn't seen Eileen since she didn't bother turning up for the court case.
"Who is this ? " I asked again
"her number one fan,", he said again.
"Hey, tell me whatever happened to that poor guy she accused of raping her ? "
" This is him, isn't it? I said.
"you bet it is and I am going to kill her and her son, watch out your window I'll be driving by and put a bullet through the window"
Idiot me then said,
" You're in jail and you are making threats to me you M***** F*****, is it good to hurt little girls you slime ball, rant rant blah, blah and I hung up.
What an idiot ringing me from jail and making death threats. I rang the Police and reported it. they rang back very quickly he had been released on compassionate grounds for Xmas as his Dad was supposedly ill.
"Stay in the house", they said, "we are going to have to rearrest him. I was in the house on my own with a sleeping Baby Kyle and I ducked down under the windows and crawled to the baby's room. God, it was like something out of a scary movie. They got him later that night and he was back in jail and his sentence was lengthened. That 3 hours in the house before the girls arrived home were some of the longest of my life.
I thought about all the disgusting things I had yelled at him. How he was so ugly that the ony way he would get a root etc, I was vile. Told him he must have a small weiner, on and on. I pictured him driving past and shooting out the windows. God, what a nightmare.
Later Yvette and her Father fell out again and he beat her up so badly she was hospitalized this time. She fought him in Court and was awarded $10,000 in damages. But before it went to court he did everything for it not to go to court. I had returned to the business for a short time. I didn't trust my ex with good reason but none so bad when I went to work one Saturday morning.
I saw some new workers my ex had hired. One of them smiled at me, real cheeky, like he knew me.
"who's that guy outside ?" I asked my ex.
"Oh, them, they know the girls, came looking for work, so I'm trying them out"
"Whats that ones name ?" I asked pointing to the smiler.
"Tom, Thomas something I think?"
Just then the door to the office opened and the smiler put his head in the door.
"Took me a while but I found her", he said, looking straight at me.
I told my ex who he was but he refused to get rid of him.
"Thats the guy that sexually assaulted Yvette, your daughter" I yelled at him. But he was just nuts like that, my ex, he was soo crazy.
He ended up going to my ex's house and the idiot filled him in on everything bad Yvette had done in her life. Hoping that he and Thomas could gang up on Yvette make her out to be a liar and both benefit.
I have no idea why he is the way he is, he's just one of those people, that hates the whole worls except himself and he is never, ever wrong, ever.
So still not at end, years later, I was at my daughters in Rowville and I received a phone call.
The man identified himself as a Policeman, then he said
"I am going to run a name past you and then you are to ring Telstra, get the number for Sunshine Police Station, ring that number and ask for me."
So I did, the name he ran past me, Thomas >>>>>>,
"Oh, no" I said.
"Yes, Im afraid our tommy has gone on to do bigger and worse since Yvette. He now used a knife, he rang one young girl 424 times in the one day. They neede Yvette and I to persuade the other girls to come forward and get him locked up again.
So we did.
He died we heard through the ever accurate grapevine, a while ago,
Love Janette
I know this story will shock and all the more because it's true.
Yvette, my second oldest daughter was never a happy camper, rebel, unloved (or thought she was), skinny, demanding, tantrum thrower, fanatsist, you name it, Yvette was it. She raged and defied, she was uncontrollable as a child. Wilful. So she kicked a teacher in the knee at ten and I had to take her to a child psychologist. Turned out she was a pessimist and always would be. And jealous of her older Sister, the very responsible and lovely Debbie.
By the time Yvette was a teen our lives revolved around her antics, pregnant at 17 to a 15 year old boy. My ex hated Simon and hated Yvette even more. My ex didn't like imperfection, only perfection and never seemed to "get" that people aren't perfect. And Yvette was enough to "make a pro blush ! ". Picture Roberta Williams on Ritalin and you might get an idea.
So when she was 20 and Kyle, her son was 2 years old and she left him with me to go out and party a lot. I was working and pissed off she took up so much of my time, with her tears and tantrums. We found out years later she suffers from a condition known as Border Line Personality Disorder and when I read the literature on it, it made a lot of sense.
we were living together in a house in Dandenong and one night said she wanted my car to go to Oakleigh. her and a friend, Eileen, were going around with a couple of the Oakleigh Wog Boys. They were harmless enough, although the leader Rocky looked and sounded terrifying and he wasn't.
So I refused to give her my car and defiant she cracked it and strode off to the Train Station, leaving me once again with Kyle. When I received a phone call the next morning at 5.30 am I was not happy.
"Mum, I've been raped"
"Yeah, sure", I said and hung up. Yvette was a fantasist and an attention seeking one, so I just thought she was lying.
The police rang me, shocked at my reaction and then I felt terrible, of course.
She had hopped on the train. Yvette is not trusting of strangers, ever, but she was in a foul mood because of her "bitch" of a Mother. A smiling stranger leaned across to her and said what a pretty girl she was. She smiled shyly at him, he was only young, solidly built, muscley.
he asked her where she was going and she told him, and big surprise he knew the Oakleigh Wog Boys and he was going there too. To the clubhouse. Yvette liked at that time a "wog" boy called Arthur. A lot of boys liked pretty petite little Yvette but she wasn't interested in many boys, just the wrong ones, usually.
So Smiley Thomas escorted her from the train station at Oakleigh and they walked in companionable chatter towards the house. Thomas said je wanted to call in at his house for some "smoko" and Yvette went inside with him. It was an empty house and Yvette said with a second, no a hundreth of a second, he turned into a rapist. Just like that.
He had a screw driver pointed at her stomach,and said,
"Scream, no one's going to hear you, it's an empty house"
Yvette was backed up against a plate glass sliding door.
"Scream and I'll push you through it" he said, calmly, almost casually.
He told her what he wanted to do to her and thank God for some reason she said she remembered what I had said once.
"if a guy goes to rape you, say you have your period."
So she did. Then he said,
"Well give me a head job, bitch"
Yvette crying by now said she didn't do head jobs so he got her hand and rubbed himself up and down. it was all over within seconds and she stood rigid with fear.
In the end she said he was a great guy and yes she would drop her boyfriend for him and anything and everything to save her life. There was no where to run. he told her he had been following her for a week, knew her friend Eileen by name, knew Yvette had a son, knew where she lived and with who.
He let her go and she walked to the Oakleigh Wogs house. When she got there Rocky said where had she been she was 2 hours late. Yvette never spoke a word just hung her head and didn't speak. Everyone else was chatting, smoking, drinking and she huddled in a chair.
Rocky crossed the room and grabbed Yvette by the hand.
"Come with me", he said.
He took her to his room and said,
"Whats Going on?"
She wouldn't tell him till he yelled at her and then she told him. He knew this Thomas, he ahd tried to get in the gang but Rocky thought he was a "nutter", he was greek same as Rocky. So rocky took her straight to the hopital and the Police.
They arrested him straight away. His story was that Yvette was dying for it and he gave it to her.
"What Sex?
"Yes, she was dying for it"
"So you had sex with Yvette, consensual sex"
"Yes, she was so dying for it, she had her period and took her tampon out"
"Funny that Thomas, as yvette doesn't "have " her period"
He was sentenced to 2 and half years for the lesser charge of sexual assault. I saw him once, only once and that was as he was being led into the court room from the cells. the Police had been dying to get him as there had been other complaints about him but the girls wouldn't come forward. One was a retarded girl of 14.
Yvette was sat next to me and we had been told she didn't have to see him and suddenly he was right in front of us and Yvette cringed and sobbed immediately. he smiled at her as he went past,
"you're dead bitch", he hissed before the cops grabbed him garder and shuffled him into court. the police were so contrite, there had benn no other way of bringing him in but up the stairs in front of us. Rocky loomed up at that moment, a tall skinny figure in a greatcoat and Motorcycle Boots.
He was the best Rocky an absolute delight and was there as witness. Thomas's defenders persuaded him to plea bargain on the lesser charge and he was found guilty and sent to jail. Yvette was entitled to free counselling which she took religiously but was still frightened by trains from then on for years.
We thought all was good and got on with our lives. One afternoon Debbie and Yvette had gone off Christmas shopping at Chadstone and I was minding Kyle, the phone rang.
"hi, can I speak to Yvette"
"I'm sorry she's not home right now, who's this ?"
"I met her Sat night, I'm a big fan, a secret fan"
"Really/" I answered.
"Yes, she'so pretty"
Something was making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
He continued.
"yes, I met her Saturday night, she was with that friend of hers, Eileen"
And there it was. The dead give away. Yvette hadn't seen Eileen since she didn't bother turning up for the court case.
"Who is this ? " I asked again
"her number one fan,", he said again.
"Hey, tell me whatever happened to that poor guy she accused of raping her ? "
" This is him, isn't it? I said.
"you bet it is and I am going to kill her and her son, watch out your window I'll be driving by and put a bullet through the window"
Idiot me then said,
" You're in jail and you are making threats to me you M***** F*****, is it good to hurt little girls you slime ball, rant rant blah, blah and I hung up.
What an idiot ringing me from jail and making death threats. I rang the Police and reported it. they rang back very quickly he had been released on compassionate grounds for Xmas as his Dad was supposedly ill.
"Stay in the house", they said, "we are going to have to rearrest him. I was in the house on my own with a sleeping Baby Kyle and I ducked down under the windows and crawled to the baby's room. God, it was like something out of a scary movie. They got him later that night and he was back in jail and his sentence was lengthened. That 3 hours in the house before the girls arrived home were some of the longest of my life.
I thought about all the disgusting things I had yelled at him. How he was so ugly that the ony way he would get a root etc, I was vile. Told him he must have a small weiner, on and on. I pictured him driving past and shooting out the windows. God, what a nightmare.
Later Yvette and her Father fell out again and he beat her up so badly she was hospitalized this time. She fought him in Court and was awarded $10,000 in damages. But before it went to court he did everything for it not to go to court. I had returned to the business for a short time. I didn't trust my ex with good reason but none so bad when I went to work one Saturday morning.
I saw some new workers my ex had hired. One of them smiled at me, real cheeky, like he knew me.
"who's that guy outside ?" I asked my ex.
"Oh, them, they know the girls, came looking for work, so I'm trying them out"
"Whats that ones name ?" I asked pointing to the smiler.
"Tom, Thomas something I think?"
Just then the door to the office opened and the smiler put his head in the door.
"Took me a while but I found her", he said, looking straight at me.
I told my ex who he was but he refused to get rid of him.
"Thats the guy that sexually assaulted Yvette, your daughter" I yelled at him. But he was just nuts like that, my ex, he was soo crazy.
He ended up going to my ex's house and the idiot filled him in on everything bad Yvette had done in her life. Hoping that he and Thomas could gang up on Yvette make her out to be a liar and both benefit.
I have no idea why he is the way he is, he's just one of those people, that hates the whole worls except himself and he is never, ever wrong, ever.
So still not at end, years later, I was at my daughters in Rowville and I received a phone call.
The man identified himself as a Policeman, then he said
"I am going to run a name past you and then you are to ring Telstra, get the number for Sunshine Police Station, ring that number and ask for me."
So I did, the name he ran past me, Thomas >>>>>>,
"Oh, no" I said.
"Yes, Im afraid our tommy has gone on to do bigger and worse since Yvette. He now used a knife, he rang one young girl 424 times in the one day. They neede Yvette and I to persuade the other girls to come forward and get him locked up again.
So we did.
He died we heard through the ever accurate grapevine, a while ago,
Love Janette
