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. M. on a Saturday night. Rachel unlocked the door, and we walked into the small dorm room in darkness. Her roommate, Leslie, was prone to going to bed quite early, and was in bed when we walked in. Act drunk, Act drunk, I kept thinking “Hey! This isn’t where I parked my car!” I said loudly, stealing a line. Rachel turned on the lights to the awakening Leslie. The three of us walked over Rachel’s bed, on the opposite side from Leslie’s. I saw Leslie sit up in bed. I sat down, Holly practically. Mary these guys have been in training for some time at our school of Cunnilingus. They are REALLY good. They can stretch low voltage wire and my pleasure zone so tight. I invite them all to my vagina one-after-the-other. I’m Snow White and they are the Seven Giant Dwarfs of Cunnilingus.”The guys lit up a big pipe of hashish as if on cue in celebration. They moved in closer to sit around and pass it along. Hanna kept stroking my penis as I quietly watched what was happening. The pipe went to her. About six months ago, I summoned up the courage to tell her that I had used the services of social escorts before. She was initially shocked and upset and I thought that it was over. Estelle and I went out one night and had a heart to heart talk, and she said that she would support me to put this life behind me so that we can build a joint future together. I texted her telling that I wanted to pen our story and our intimate experiences here as one of my farewell contributions and she’s.