Here the story:
He contacted me about match.com and it was a very charming mail. I resposed and we meet in the yahoo messenger, a few calls to London and he called me. Jerry or James, however, is employed , and owner of a gallery in London, widowed, father of a 15 year old girl, her name is Sarah. He was travelling to France, called me from there. He offert me after a few days to support me with 70 000 usd to invest in business. My first mind was: When he will ask me about money? It happend really fast: He travelled to Nigeria
and contacted my by phone. The next morning he told me, he is in trouble to pay the taxes for the ship where in are his goods, he bought. If I can borrow him 5 000 USD. I negotiated with him, now its only 250 USD he needs! All the time I explained him that I donÃ‚Â´t have any money. He was sending me sooo romantic mail, completly in love with me and want to marry on with me! But in one mail he used a wrong name ( my name is NOT Christine), or he mixed up man and woman in a wrong way. The phon number is a mobil in Nigeria, even his number from UK is knowed as to conducting calls where ever you want.
Pictures? Of course, I have will show you
Copy of chatting? YEs
Ip Adress? Not yet, working for
But IÃ‚Â´m interested about your minds! Let me now if IÃ‚Â´m right with my
Here are the mails:
Baby, I can never explain the feeling I have had over this last week, it seems months, maybe it is because every moment you have been gone has been filled with memories playing over and over in my mind, beautiful memories. The fear that clenches my stomach is beyond comprehension, to live another day with out you would not be living, you are my breath, my pulse, you make me whole.
At night I am afraid to go to bed, though I am so weary from emotion. When I fall, I wake when it is still dark and try as I might to go back to sleep, I cling to my pillow and know that I must occupy my mind to keep from dying of pain. All the things I have seen, everything I have believed in, my instincts and knowledge guide me. For the first time in my life I felt like a real person, knew my life was about to change, to become normal with no more pain, and then the worst agony that I could ever imagine replaced that joy that was to be. I fill my days with anything I can possibly do, I don't stop, as though I am running from the thoughts of you trying to bring my tears. The house is immaculate and renovated, my muscles are sore from exercise, I have seen every movie currently in the cinema and been to every shop in town. But no matter what I do, you are right in front of me, everything reminds me. Romantic movies, the things we were going to buy, you are in every corner of my house.
The little heart cushion in my shower to the balcony, to the street, to the stars, Baby! I am exhausted and tonight I stopped running and it caught me, the tears won't stop and I am so afraid... where are you, when are you coming home, are you coming home to me? or i should come to you?
Sweetheart, give me a good answer to this! Please!! I beg with all I have and as I have said, promise you a lifetime of happiness and love. Lets dance on the moon together. You are all there is, I neither need nor want anything else at all. You are my heaven on earth and I need to live there, if you go ... I need to as well, I have two angels and I need to be with one of them.
I am empty; fill me with passion for life bcos my heart deserves it once again ... please.
Every night when I close my eyes, you fill my heart with joy, and every morning when I open my eyes, you're the first thing on my mind, more than just a dream of what will probably never be. I'm in love with you - of that I'm sure, but I want to hold you, to kiss you, and adore you....
If you'll be mine, you'll make me the happiest woman in this world, if you turn me away, I'll be dying. But either way, you'll always be the greatest love of all that I've ever had.
When someone is interrested to read the chat, let me know!
Now I have to find out how to upload the pics!
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