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A Montgomery County judge has banned a sex offender from Craigslist until because the man allegedly used Craiglist to meet underage boys for oral sex.
In February , Edward P. Lippincott corresponded with someone through his Craiglist ad whom he believed to be a year-old boy. But the “boy” actually was an undercover officer engaged in a sting operation.
Lippincott, 38, was arrested Feb. 26, , after traveling to a location in Upper Providence Township, where he mind he would meet the young man. Prior to his arrest, Lippincott allegedly emailed a photograph of his erect penis to the undercover officer, and said he’d provide oral sex in an “amazing” and “awesome” manner.
The undercover officer emailed a photograph of a young boy to Lippincott, which Lippincott said looked “sexy as hell,” according to court papers.
In October, Lippincott pleaded ashamed to one count of attempting to perform deviate involuntary sexual intercourse.
In return, the Montgomery County D.A.’s Office dropped two other felony charges: unlawful contact with a minor and criminal apply of a communication faci
Milton and I agreed to meet at Planet Bean, a coffee shop in downtown Guelph. He originally responded to my Craigslist ad but didn’t provide pictures, a telephone number or even his genuine name. I knew it was sketchy, but decided to give him a chance.
When I arrived at the coffee shop, I saw three guys in their 50s. One was kind of handsome in a suit, but was talking on a handset. The next was just ahead of me in line, wearing a beige golf shirt and oversized cargo pants, though I couldn’t see his tackle . The last guy was dressed in khakis and polo with a briefcase in hand. Since I’d given Milton my encounter pic and I didn’t have his, I had to wait for him to come to me.
I accepted the situation, but I couldn’t aid but think how silly all of this secrecy was. It almost made me feel like I was closeted. I believe it’s mandatory when you’re like Milton — married with kids. Anyway, I went up to the counter, ordered a dim roast coffee, then took a seat at a table in the assist. From the corner of my eye though, I noticed that the guy in the gol
Craigslist Personals Gave Lgbtq+ Men a Place Where They Didn't Have to Sense Alone
When people demand where I'm from, I tell them I grew up in rural Modern Hampshire. “Rural Modern Hampshire” is the sort of redundancy I thought I’d have stopped using after all these years, but it still seems apt. I was alone and gay in a conservative religious house—no gay bars, no gay people that I knew of for miles. At 17, I had no direct of connection to my own gayness.
I can’t say Craigslist saved me from anything. That would be easy, and frankly, inaccurate. And while I grasp the Personals section was shuttered in response to the passage of FOSTA—a bill meant to inhibit and guard people from sex trafficking—it still means saying goodbye to the place I learned to admit, and start to love, my sexuality.
On those nights, the world a vacant queerless territory, I would tiptoe down the wooden staircase, pausing every few seconds to be sure I didn’t wake my parents, and change on the laptop. Lowering the brightness to keep the glow from escaping the room, I would look, and I would want. Click, Is 52 y/o too antique for you? Milton wrote in response to my Craigslist ad. I’m 6’2, lbs, run on treadmill 3x/week. I’m a gentle guy looking for feasible ongoing. There was something about the simplicity of his message that made him stand out amongst the others. He admitted that he was married with kids and so discretion was critical for him, which I posthaste learned was common on the site. To be honest, I was apprehensive about using Craigslist personals not only because a large number of users were closeted, but also because I heard horror stories about murderers using the site to lure victims. But I was still curious about the potential to meet modern people, so I decided to check it out. I find cruising on Craigslist is a lot fancy fishing. You put your bait on the link — which is a picture of my torso and cock — and you throw it into the pond of empty fish with the intention of catching your preferred species. For me, that was an older, taller guy with big arms for no strings attached (NSA) fun. Within an hour of casting my line, my inbox was flood