When I Stalked Gina Stewart

 The only constant is change, and as the rapid air waves reach everyone’s device with their preferred entertainment I have changed as well. I have changed because some air waves have brought me material I do not prefer. You yourself may have witnessed the occasional funny looking email, or SMS with an offer you cannot refuse. I recall being like the average internet user, falling victim to the temptation of clicking a few of those emails, but with business came carefulness. Furthermore, the curiosity to find out who these people were, or what they did with the information arose. Internet fraud, online scams, identity theft, impersonation, and counterfeit online stores have skyrocketed. That’s right; more than 60% of sports apparel sold in India are fake. Salvatore Ferragamo was awarded $60 million after authorities tracked 150 fraudulent online stores selling his products under fraudulent social network profiles. After an intense five weeks straight negotiating international business deals while training for global strategy I developed a suspecting eye that spared no one. 

The telephone rang and although I rarely answer my intuition told me to go for it. “Fraud detection center” said an English speaking woman “calling due to an alert for your most recent purchase, please let us know if you made a purchase from a Gina Stewart”. Studying crime influenced me to use my business card to purchase the Naughty Nurse film short film by the online star, besides I intended to do so for business purposes anyway. I wanted to see if the b2b purchase would result differently without the security provided by Paypal. The anticipation was accurate; my bank had been compromised, so I guess that's what I get preparing for the worse. These people were so savvy they used a fake capture page at the last second to retrieve my info, then called me impersonating the fraud detection center of my own bank. The audacity I thought, but calm because I figured this was the training ground; they would only take it so far; moreover, I know Gina. I can just contact her through her site to keep the suspicious inquiry documented in business. When clicking send, my email was frozen and prevented from reaching her business. Reaching out to her personally may have been the normal thing to do but my sense of patriotism insisted that I connect dots and play devil’s advocate. Did I really know Gina? Or was I the victim of online fraudsters targeting me with boobs, buns and blondes? What if I was sharing exclusive conversations with some 400 lb guy named Bob who digs in his butt and nose with the same finger while we chat? And what if he just collected the real Gina Stewart’s money after selling some of her content that he hacked her for? My suspicion rose more when I realized how long it had been since Gina and I communicated, long enough. 

 Not to put our business fully out there, but I already was feeling a certain type of way due to something else Gina did, (or whoever this person was). I sent her a message anyway in a troubled tone in order to grasp her attention. My skills have gotten so good since taking on the online thugs that I zeroed them in on someone I believed I had a connection with. Let’s just say in due time I had the location, type of phone, and IP address of the person’s profile claiming to be Gina Stewart.

Notice the chopper view of the megastars abode and you may recognize the swimming pool from her sensual snaps online. At this point considering the lengths I went one may say ok that's enough, it's her! I mean after all everything checked out: the location was on the Gold Coast of Australia where she lives and I was being contacted from her mobile. I decided however to take it a step further and requested to hear her voice over the phone. "Yes babe, this is the real Gina Stewart" she replied. 

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