And I’m so happy. He’d been in prison for 8 years for being caught with child porn.
oh wow, it got plusses, okay i'll add context.
Like, I dunno, 20+ years ago, I met this dude at a bathhouse and we hit it off and I moved in with him. I'm exclusively into older men and he was older and smoked pot so I was in idiot heaven. We ended up taking a long road trip from Texas, to Tennessee, and then over to California. We had the idea we were going to move to California and wanted to see the country first. We were there, I had gotten a job and worked for like a week when I got nosy and started digging through his laptop.
I really was just being nosy. I didn't suspect anything beyond the obvious fact that he liked younger guys (and girls). But he had child porn squirreled away in some folder I found. It wasn't cool shit, guys. The one thing which stuck with me was a little girl naked on a bed crying and I was like, holy fucking shit who keeps THAT!?!
So I took his truck keys, locked them in his truck. Took the hotel keys, threw them in some field. And started walking down highway 29 in California. I found some callbox they had there and was able to call the cops. There was LSD on me and back at the hotel room. I was scared yall, I just wanted to come back home to Texas and I didn't know anyone there. I had the cops drop me off at a gay bar where the owner let me sleep the night. He then took me to pick up my first (and only) paycheck and I took a greyhound bus back. I got back, and I called the cops from Texas and tried to do something but they wanted evidence and my involvement and I just sort of dropped the ball. I didn't want to have anything to do with him and I was able to just push it all from my mind once I got back into my routine.
I google him periodically cuz I mean, I only have two exes. LOL.
buttercup13 yeah, no idea of his plans or movements after we parted ways all those years ago. Me leaving him and him getting caught were like 14 years apart. The services were held in NY, so maybe he even moved around more than that? He'd come from Boston when I met him.
Yall, something he was super proud of was that his name matches that of an old tale where Robin Redman = the Oak King and was opposite the Holly King (Santa Claus). I legit think he thought of himself as Krampus and so it's just so weird on so many levels.