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Davis also wrote that she was not behind any of the nasty Lipstick Alley talk about Ross because, after nearly ten years of dating a pro athlete, she had long since quit the role of jealous/possessive girlfriend.
"Yes, I admit I used to chase down hoes, call them names, swear at them, be Rickys cheerleader, and try to proclaim my role," she wrote. "I let that shit go two years ago when I realized that no matter if I did all that shit, these chicken head ass bitches were going to fuck my man regardless and worst part is I think me calling them made them want him more. I gave it to God, all my troubles. I let him deal with Ricky....I knew about you the day after he flew home from his last road trip and you were still logged into myspace on his computer. I could of wrote you then, but I really don't care who fucks him at this point."
Ross replied by acknowledging the burden of the beautiful: "I realized awhile ago that my beauty has not only been a blessing, but also a curse at times because it seems as though people always wanna find something negative to say about me in order to make their selves feel better." She also clarified that "I don't do married men."
Then Ross really lets it rip: "...I wanna make sure that you weren't trying to indiscretly talk shit about me and call me a groupie or chickenhead, because you should know just how I do that females now days are crazy and all it takes is coming at the wrong bitch the wrong way and on the [wrong] day, which just might be on a day when you might feel a little extra confident and she'd take it out of context and then that would definitely start a lot of DRAMA."
Moreover, Ross wrote, "sweetheart, I don't want your man because all of the benefits, etc., don't' outway this early on drama...I'm an attractive, single and educated young lady who doesn't owe anyone anything. I'm so over this b.s. and because I'm a real bitch I'm just gonna tell you that if you Really feel the need to say anything more, then you can call me."
Which prompted Davis to shoot out her claws, Wolverine-style.
"You're e-mail is a crock of shit!....You are the Nba jumpoff which whom many of nba players claim that pussy of yours. I may be the bitch who is 'crazy and stalker,' but at least my name has one dick label....You are a known HOE....You have no idea what these niggas say about you, do you?....There are tons of single, beautiful bitches, but the difference between you and the rest is that its hard to find a beautiful bitch who hasn't talked to half the nba...:)"
Then, after a cordial "Peace Bitch," Davis busted out the all-caps for a scorched-earth postscript.
"ME AND THESE OTHER WIVES ARE JUST SHAKING OUR HEADS WATCHING YOU CRASH INTO WALLS LIKE IT'S THE NEW COOL THING TO DO. MOST NBA NIGGAS ARE TAKEN, READ THERE BIOS BABY. ITS NOT HARD TO DO. BUT, APPARENTLY YOU DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT IF THEY MARRIED SO LONG AS THEY ARE BUYING YOU BENZES AND SHIT RIGHT..."
Davis explained in the letter to Judge Gomez that she "tried numerous times" to reach Ross's attorney, Shanna Hennigan, but that Hennigan "ignored my voicemails." (The Houston Press was only able to reach Hennigan by phone once; she said she would pass along an interview request to Ross. Hennigan, whose Texas State Bar profile indicates she is working under a probated suspension until January 2011, did not respond to subsequent e-mails, and her voice mail remained full and unable to accept messages.) But knowing how nasty the gossip can get, why would Davis willingly attach her name to a lawsuit she's not even a party to? Wasn't she worried about the inevitable chatter on Lipstick Alley and other sites?
A few years ago, when she first became aware of the wife/jumpoff dynamic being played out online, Davis tells the Press, she used to worry. And she admits to jumping into the fray with what she describes as immature e-mails. When friends first told her that she was being picked apart on Lipstick Alley, she had to see for herself.
"At that point, literally I was oblivious to the...cyber-world realm of stupidity that, you know, goes along with it," she says. "So I'm reading this, and I'm pissed, so I go and I start, you know, ranting and raving...And I'm fighting for myself. And after I press the 'Send' button, I go back to where the other wives are, and I'm, you know, talking amongst them, and I'm like, 'Go see what I wrote.' And [the] expression on her face was like, 'What? What do you mean? You wrote something?'"
But today, Davis says, she feels differently.
"If you are worried about [what] the world thinks of you, you need to do some serious evaluation on who you are," she says. "...You can't possibly wake up to think or to feel or to worry about what other people think of you. Then you're living for the wrong reasons."