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A BODY-BUILDER who lured men to his home by posing as a woman and then grossly assaulted them will be free before Christmas.

Peter Valsamakis, 42, was jailed for 18 months for procuring sex through fraud and sexual assault by fooling at least five victims between September 2012 and April 2017.

But with time already served, Valsamakis will be free by the end of October.

Valsamakis was a bodybuilding, drug taking sex worker who was servicing up to 30 men a week when he decided to lure men by posing as an older woman called “Michelle” or “Viv” in online sex advertisements who was seeking “toy boys.”.

As part of the elaborate scam, the victims were told to enter Valsamakis’ unlocked Port Melbourne home, undress, put on a blind fold, sit on a couch and then shout “I’m ready”.

The victims - all of whom were young men in their 20s - were then subjected to gross violations - with one enduring an assault for 20 minutes before realising he had been duped.

One took his blindfold off during the assault to discover Valsamakis performing a sex act dressed in a pair of pink speedo briefs.

Another assaulted Valsamakis after discovering his true identity.

County Court Judge Patricia Riddell said the victims were traumatised young men “who had placed themselves in a vulnerable position” and suffered an enduring “sense of violation”.

“You were involved in a toxic cycle of drug use and sex work,” Judge Riddell said.

A psychologist’s report found Valsamakis was ashamed of his offending and was likely to be rehabilitated.

Since being held in custody, Valsamakis has been assaulted, propositioned and placed in a protection unit for his own safety.

Judge Riddell accepted he had been shunned by his family and community because of his sexuality.

Valsamakis was jailed for 18 months and will be placed on a two-year Community Corrections Order when he is released.

Rapper, Mac Miller had died from an overdose this past Friday. People were quick to blame his ex girlfriend, Ariana Grande for his death.

Ariana broke up with Mac and quickly became engaged to a new man (Pete Davidson) shortly after.
After Mac got a DUI, people were blaming her in which she responded with "No woman should feel they have to be a mother or babysitter in their relationship" She also stated that Mac has struggled with his sobriety for years.

Now that Mac has passed from overdose, people blame Ariana saying she broke his heart which led him to all the drugs he was taking.
Ariana had to shut her instagram comments off due to all the horrible "It's your fault" and "#ArianaKilledMac" comments.
And supposedly there were even people outside her apartment complex with knives threatening her.

Do you really believe Ariana is to blame?

Actress Olivia Munn had a scene from her new movie, The Predator, deleted because she learned that a registered sex offender (who already served his sentenced prison time) was cast and featured in the movie. Producers and the Director were aware of this but didn't think his criminal record was much of a factor. Perhaps, they believed he deserved a new lease in life since he's been clean since his release. Apparently, she doesn't believe in second chances.

Tis the season in North America’s heartland for brutal, brutal storms.

Insurers have recently decided that they’d rather take the risk of hurricanes over random massive EF5 tornadoes or just massive hail damage because hurricanes are more predictable.

This is certainly a change in pace.

I've only had light encounters with hail. Golfball sized hail hit my person about two years ago and it hurt and left bruises.

San Antonio, Texas recently had SOFTBALL size hail last year which was a freak event as the area isn’t prone to hail. They’d really only maybe seen golfball hail once.

Imagine taking a grapefruit ice ball to the head? Scary stuff.

But I've never seen a tornado. I saw funnel clouds in the one hail storm and was afraid.

Tell me your tales of actual big storm encounters. And no not the ones sitting on the porch.