A woman is suing Garth Brooks for alleged sexual battery and assault, claiming that Trisha Yearwood may have overheard some of his explicit conversations. According to the lawsuit, this woman, identified as Jane Roe, worked as a hairstylist for Garth and Trisha for many years.
She began working with Trisha in 1999 and Garth in 2017. Jane said Garth started giving her more work after learning about her financial struggles. She accused him of sexually harassing her multiple times, and claimed he raped her in 2019, which Garth has denied.
Jane also said that Garth sent her sexually explicit messages and pressured her to engage in sexting.
Jane claims that after Garth Brooks allegedly assaulted her, he started talking about his sexual fantasies involving her more often.
She said Garth would grope her while she was doing his hair and makeup, and would brag about having sex with different women in hotel rooms. He also allegedly talked about wanting a threesome with his wife, Trisha Yearwood, suggesting Jane be involved. Jane believes Trisha overheard this at least once.
In May 2020, Jane said Garth made an inappropriate comment about creating a shampoo bottle that could double as a sex toy while talking with his manager, with both Jane and Trisha present. When Jane refused to join the conversation, Garth allegedly got angry and slammed his fists on the counter.
Jane also accused Garth of exposing himself to her and forcing her to touch him, and claimed he raped her in a hotel room in 2019, using his larger size to overpower her.
She is suing Garth for unspecified damages, and he responded to the lawsuit in a statement on October 3.
Garth Brooks responded to the accusations by saying, “For the past two months, I’ve been harassed with threats, lies, and stories about what could happen to me if I didn’t pay millions of dollars. It feels like having a gun pointed at me. Whether it’s a lot or a little, hush money is still hush money.”
He added, “Paying it would mean I’m admitting to things I could never do—terrible acts no one should ever do to another person. We sued this person almost a month ago to stand up against blackmail and protect my reputation. We kept it anonymous to protect the families involved.”
My Stepmom Secretly Canceled My Prom Hair Appointment to Ruin My Day, But Her Jaw Dropped When a Limousine Showed Up for Me
Let me tell you—this story is wild, and you won’t believe what happened!
First, a bit of background. I’m Emily, 17, and a senior in high school. I live with my dad, my stepmom Carla, and her son, Mason. Despite everything, Mason and I get along like siblings usually do. But Carla? Well, she can’t stand me, and trust me, the feeling is mutual.
It all started seven years ago when my mom passed away from a cold that wouldn’t go away. Not long after, my dad started dating Carla, and within a year, they were married. I’ll never forget my aunt’s words at the wedding: “Your father didn’t waste any time, did he? And who is Carla anyway? She’s nothing compared to your mom.”
Carla seemed fine at first. She even tried to win me over, but it didn’t take long for the passive-aggressive comments to begin. I remember once, she just stared at me and said, “You look too much like your mother, Emily. It actually pains me to look at you.” She’d add digs like, “No wonder your father gives Mason more attention.” I tried to brush it off, but it stung. My dad? Clueless, of course. He didn’t see how Carla really treated me, and Carla loved that. She could say whatever she wanted with zero consequences.
Fast forward to prom season. Like any other girl, I was dreaming of the perfect night. I had saved up my babysitting money for months and finally bought a gorgeous violet dress—my mom’s favorite color. I had also booked a hair appointment at a fancy salon, where all my friends were getting their hair done too. Everything was set for my magical night… until Carla decided to ruin it.
The day of prom, I showed up at the salon, excited and ready. But the receptionist looked confused when I arrived. “Emily? I thought you canceled your appointment,” she said. I froze. Canceled? I didn’t cancel anything.
Just then, the hairdresser came over and explained that she had received a call earlier that day, supposedly from my “mom,” canceling my appointment. My heart sank, and that’s when I saw her—Carla—sitting there, getting her own hair done, with a smirk on her face. She had canceled my appointment to ruin my day.
Desperate, I asked the stylist if she could fit me in anyway, but there were no openings left. I walked out of the salon in a daze, devastated. My perfect prom night was unraveling before my eyes, and by the time I got home, I was in tears, locked in my room, trying and failing to do my own hair. It looked awful, and I felt defeated. I didn’t even want to go to prom anymore.
But just when I thought the night was ruined, I heard loud honking outside. At first, I ignored it, thinking it was just a car passing by. But it didn’t stop, so I dragged myself to the window—and my jaw dropped. A sleek black limousine was parked in front of our house. Was this for me?
I ran downstairs just as the driver stepped out and asked for “Miss Emily.” My dad, confused, handed me a small card. Inside, in neat handwriting, it read: To my beautiful sister, Emily. I know you’ve had a rough time, but you deserve the best night ever! Enjoy the limo, and don’t worry about a thing. Love, Mason.
Mason? My 11-year-old stepbrother had planned all of this! He overheard Carla canceling my hair appointment, so he took matters into his own hands. Using money Carla had stashed away for a fancy necklace she wanted, Mason rented the limo and even arranged for a neighbor’s daughter—who worked as a stylist—to come over and do my hair and makeup.
Twenty minutes later, I went from crying in my room to looking like a princess. I couldn’t believe Mason had done all of this for me. When Carla pulled into the driveway and saw me stepping into the limo, her face turned red with shock. She had no idea how Mason had outsmarted her, and I wished I had a picture of her expression to hang on my mirror!
Prom turned out to be everything I had hoped for. When I arrived at the venue in the limo, heads turned, and I felt like a star. For the first time in a long while, I felt my mom’s presence with me, and the night was pure magic. As for Carla, I hope she learned her lesson—you can’t mess with someone’s happiness and expect to get away with it, especially when their little brother is there to save the day!
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