So how in the hell did I get sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole?My trial started at 3:00pm on November 27, 1983. It was a c...ld day with a nice frosty breeze. At the time I just didn't understand how cold it was going to get. I should have listened to my granddad. By the way my name is Hank Wilson, and today I am at my parole hearing. It's been 30 years to the day.Like I said before I should have listened to my granddad.Hank my granddad said, there will be days that. "Ok, is his lunch ready?" I asked."Yes it is, his and his partners lunch is in the fridge. We all got subway." She said."Perfect, I'm going to go see him." I said."Behave, he's working." Mom said."I'll try." I said while I laughed.So I went and looked in the mirror and put extra lip gloss on and started to get a little horny again.Me: hey sexy handsome man of mineMason: yes beautiful goddess of mineMe: r u on a call?Mason: just left the hospital and we are heading to postMe: what's that?Mason:. During one of our lovemaking sessions, I brought up his name and I could tell she was getting a little more worked up. As I stroked my cock slowly in and out of her, I asked her if she wanted to feel Bobs dick inside of her. She let out a big moan and but didnt answer. I pushed in deep and asked if she wanted to feel his dick deep inside of her. She said yes. This turned me on to hear her thinking about another hard cock and I picked up my pace, pumping her full of cum as I thought of him doing. " Without hesitation I stepped out of my clothing, allowing my skirt to pool on the ground at my feet. My blouse fluttered to the ground, leaving me in only a bra and thigh high stockings. The simple silver tone eternity collar stood out against my café au lait flesh, glinting in the dim lighting.Long ago I had learned to not wear panties in your presence. You stood up and walked around to me, fisting your fingers in my hair and sharply tugging me to my knees. Your free hand went to the fly of.