According to an affidavit, the first case involves sex with a teenage boy.
The boy said he met Rhodes in 2015 via the Grindr dating app. Both times he waived his Miranda rights, according to the affidavit.
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Secure your reservation and start saving early for a place like Nodoguro or Langbaan, or hit up one of the slightly cheaper dessert tastings with the chefs at Nomad. Sure, you have to take one of the most boring highways out of the city but once you get into the valley and start drinking grape juice you’ll forget all about it. Rocking flavors actually developed in the labs of OSU's Food Innovation Center, Salt's a cheery old-timey ice cream cart dishing out eight envelope-pushing varieties made from ingredients like beer, basil, and bacon, and named for how the timeless treat was stored back in the day: in huge barns full of Angelina Jolie DVDs...er, Salt and straw.
While Rhodes was in jail, detectives learned he had sexual contact with a juvenile male in Multnomah County and a juvenile female in Washington County, according to police.
Charges were added in Multnomah County and Rhodes was indicted by a Multnomah County grand jury.
You know the type—a notches-on-her-bedpost type of list, logging all the romantic entanglements of her past, from casual dates to serious relationships.
Micah Rhodes, 23, was arrested Tuesday after his court appearance in Multnomah County, where he faced four counts of second-degree sex abuse and one count of third-degree sex abuse. When my then-boyfriend, now-husband and I moved cardboard boxes into our first shared home with the barely-working heaters and linoleum flooring; and some months later we got a furry brown puppy who chewed all of our i Phone cords to their death; and, a couple years after that, with shaking hands, we stood in a Redwood forest surrounded by friends and family and said “I do.” But before all of that, we dated. But we fought over popcorn in movie theatres (he inhales it) and we split platters of cheese-topped french fries and, sometimes, we strolled down city streets, hand in hand, and explored. Not that dates don’t still happen for us, they do, but they tend to be more of a “squeeze it in here and there” kind of thing rather than a scheduled event, carved out just for us, that we can look forward to in anticipation.Like real dates that are planned in advance and inked on calendars. So, when the opportunity arose to have a little “staycation” in our own hometown, on the other side of the river and at the swanky downtown Hotel de Luxe no less, we jumped. We looked at our calendars, flipped from week to week, and finally settled on a night that worked for both of us, about eight weeks in advance.So, hand in hand just like old times, we hit the pavement, soaking in the blue skies that had miraculously appeared after two weeks of rain, and stopping for a quick hummus wrap from Wolf and Bear and a side of pot stickers.Sweet Treats at Saint Cupcake Sometimes, while strolling, you pop into stores and shops and restaurants out of curiosity or want or sheer necessity.