Reed” and the Austin Chronicle has written extensively about it, pushing the idea that Reed is innocent and the cop boyfriend killed her in a jealous rage when he found out that she and Reed were having an affair.Fennell bolstered the defense’s case, which is now at the 5th Circuit Court of Appeals in New Orleans seeking a new trial, when he pled guilty in 2008 to improper sexual activity with a person in custody and was sentenced to two years in jail and 10 years probation.The lawyers for Reed, who sits on Death Row near Huntsville, have vowed to fight this to the end. Texas Monthly or another major magazine hasn’t touched this national true crime story because, although there remains questions (see links below) about the death of Stacy Stites, Rodney Reed has been scarring lives since 1987.When the Austin Chronicle put Rodney Reed on the cover of it’s May 24, 2002 issue (“Who Killed Stacey Stites?
Little Richard was born Richard Wayne Penniman on December 5, 1932, in Macon, Georgia.Under section 173.010 of House Bill 4260, the Man’s Right to Know Act, Texas men would only be allowed to masturbate under supervision, inside approved health care and medical facilities.Any “unregulated masturbatory emissions outside of a woman’s vagina, or created outside of a health or medical facility, will be charged a 0 civil penalty for each emission, and will be considered an act against an unborn child, and failing to preserve the sanctity of life.” The bill, created by state representative Jessica Farrar of Houston, would also promote “fully abstinent sexual relations” and create a “Hospital Masturbatory Assistance Registry” to “provide fully-abstinent encouragement counselling, supervising physicians for masturbatory emissions, and storage for the semen.” Allowing Texas men only “occasional” masturbatory emissions inside the approved facilities, the bill would insist that the resulting semen be “stored for the purposes of conception for a current or future wife.” After receiving its first reading, the bill has now been referred to the Texas House State Affairs Committee.Because Jerry is an old-fashioned, grade-A manpleaser (back off, Feminazis, while I make my case).Her rules of engagement – I have also seen her in action at a party – are: smile, forearm stroke, move in close, be incredibly interested, follow through with throat-baring laugh combined with a swish of crème-brûlée hair, pluck another glass of champagne off a passing tray, repeat. She was called Debbie and she was from Dallas (seriously). But she did her level best, in a spirit of sisterly generosity, to get me up to speed on the rudiments of manpleasing. Flirt till you hurt is the Texan mantra, and I was just too lazy, and a bit horrified. There is Jerry, Queen of the Manpleasers, pushing 60 and dating one of the few men richer than Mick Jagger. Seventies glamour icon hooks up with print mogul (cue Ka-Pow!