I'm a good lookin guy, with pics to share once I know your real. He told the cops who lice him that he was planning to use the money for food. From that point on, we kept in touch sporadically, mostly talking about the justice system and whether he had any path to freedom. I enjoy all differnt types of woman, I only ask that your not bone skinny or morbidly obese and that your legal and not my grandma.
This is the story of his release. All of which is to say that, in many ways, Fate was set up to fail.
Park, lice I spoke to after, said he was smiling the whole time. All I need is one that knows a little about the law. In JanuaryI asked him if any lawyers had contacted him about the case by then it had been covered by more outlets, including the New York TimesRolling Stone and Mother Jones or if that would even help.
All to no avail. And he knew it.
She, like others I interviewed, spoke very highly of her dad, saying she missed him and that he deserved a second chance. Story continues Until AprilI thought the notoriously harsh prison officials would make it impossible to connect.
Read full article December 22,p. There was nothing fair about his sentence — he knew it, I knew it, and it seemed like there was nothing anyone could do about it. from Yahoo Life:. Fate Vincent Winslow.
The prosecutor, Jason Brown, fought for the toughest sentence possible. I have a very good tongue, a nice cock and an insatiable urge to please. By then, Fate was a decade into a life sentence in Louisiana for selling pot to an undercover cop, and his patience was, understandably, wearing thin. Single About how about a morning adventure, on this cold Medford day? In his back, Fate expressed gratitude for the piece and justified anger about his reality.
I can host into the afternoon. Hard labor is just what it sounds like — grueling work for almost zero pay.
A voncent would help me tremendously. His daughter had given me hisbut it was surreal to see his name appear on my screen. As of80 percent of the inmates were Black, and 95 percent were serving life with hard labor, without the possibility of parole. This is the story behind his journey to freedom. Getting to speak with Fate about the absurdity of his sentence seemed out of reach vnicent mostly because of where he was being held.
I wanna have a warm sweaty adventure in the bedroom this cold Medford day, are you interested? The details of the case are sobering. I am not attacking my conviction, but I am attacking my sentence.
I decided, at the suggestion of a friend, to try sending him an on the correctional service JPay. Can't wait to here from you. My note was brief. The rest of the bills, all marked, went to the white man actually dealing the drugs, who was szint never arrested.
Fate was homeless at the time of his arrest, and due to prior felonies — two simple burglary charges and one possession of cocaine — was lige from applying for food stamps. I told him I had spoken with his daughter, had written a long story on him years ago and then asked whether he had any appeals coming up. His own jury fell into the same pattern, with 10 white jurors voting guilty and two jurors, both Black, voting not guilty.
But the law would need to be applied retroactively, which it has yet to be. I'd love to spend a few hours getting char hot and possibly interested in a FWB type of situation if we click.