That Lisa had been fucking my next door neighbor Barry is inarguable; everyone in Pavones knows about them, and Lisa has admitted it. Plus we have the emails already quoted — from Marcos and from neighbor who had first hand knowledge. So it’s only a matter of when the fucking it started. As usual, Lisa, in her tangled-web lying, did not keep her story straight about when she started up with Barry. She told various Pavones residents that her screwing Barry didn’t start until after my very short visit to sell my house in late January, 2006. (For one, the person I quote as saying “Barry is confirmed!” told me that Lisa denied screwing Barry until after I sold my house. There are others.) But she later told a Pavones resident the following, and I quote an email from this person (who wishes to remain anonymous):

(According to Lisa) Your "Othello Complex" drove [Lisa] crazy and since you were accussing her of sleeping with Barry anyway, the thought was not so bad a week or so after you threw her out of the house. (This is does not make any sense to me, Lisa is claiming your behavior caused her to cheat on you with the people you accussed her of cheating with. Insanity or what?)

Okay. So here, again, Lisa could not seem to keep her story straight, since I “threw her out” of my house in early September, six months prior to her other story of starting up with Barry in January. And consider this: Lisa admits to fucking my next door neighbor on an isolated plateau in the tiny pueblo I brought her to, and doing so before I returned to live there, because “the thought was not so bad.”

Keep in mind that this isn’t New York City: I basically have one neighbor within about a half a mile; and she’s fucking him. Be fun for me to live there, no? With this admission in and of itself, we’re dealing with a person who has no sense of right and wrong. (But even her admission is a lie, since she’d been fucking the guy since way before that September.) 

I would submit that this puts in perspective her and Barry’s bizarre guilty behavior the previous summer, one year before I threw her out, as described in the book, Part 6, Chapter Three. I’ll not recap all that, except to remind the reader of Lisa’s repetitions that Barry is “just another dumb gringo,” and “a drunk” in whom she has “no interest.” I have this sort of stuff over and over again in writing – emails and various “love notes.” I’ll not reproduce them here either; I suspect you will trust me on this.

Plus, fearing overkill and with Big Mo in mind – I left out a lot of incidents and behaviors, which I will leave out of this section as well. But a question: How did Barry go from a dumb gringo and a drunk in whom she had no interest to fucking him “not sounding so bad”? Is this Barry stuff enough? Are you convinced? Probably, but for the record, here’s a little more:

In Part 6 I also claim that while I was at Montauk in the summer of 2005 Lisa was “still fucking Barry in my upstairs office bed.” How do I know this? (Link to come) Click here to go to that cut passage, plus stuff about her one of her other fuckbuddies, Brian (Neumann), possibly the sleaziest of all them.

By the way: In the book I say that I was so astounded by Barry’s little tile "stairway" onto my property that I took a photo of it and archived it on my website. You may be wondering where the photo is. Click here for that story or go to Relentless #9.