As a Parole Officer, I control a large life portion of the clientele I supervise. And I believe I do it well.
I'm not a "badge heavy" PO that messes with people just because I can, unlike some people that I serve with. Some officers just like being assholes and abusing people. That has never been me.
Once someone qualifies for parole, I meet the individual at the facility (prison) where they are held and review their release agreement. As a supervisory PO I have the right to visit a parolee's home, without notice, anytime and as often as I think I need to to keep them from violating and going back to prison. I go out of my way to work with people and try to get them resettled in civilian life. My feeling is, and I share it with my clients, "If you go back to the joint, it's on you, not me, because I want you to stay out and I'll help you as much as I can. But staying out is on you, and if you fuck up, I won't hesitate to help send you back." I like to think the people I supervise appreciate the fact I'm straight with them. The rate of recidivism in my case load is usually 50% less than my peers and I'm really proud of that statistic.
One client that stands out for me is a female client named Angie. She has a typical life story: tough upbringing, abused by boyfriends, hooked on drugs, petty crime that eventually leads to prison. She qualified for parole after serving two years of a six year sentence for aggravated theft. With no issues she would be part of my caseload for the next four years.
When we met I was impressed by the fact she completed drug rehabilitation and earned a GED while serving her time. She got a job working in Prison Industries and had saved over a thousand dollars. A big issue for someone coming out of prison is that they have zero cash. Angie, at least, had a little cash to start out with.
She is a potentially attractive brown eyed, brown haired 28 year old woman that has a slim, athletic body with tits that are large for her frame. Her only drawback is that she doesn't smile because she has a mouthful of bad teeth.
After getting out, I helped her find a job at a car wash and she quickly was managing the place after a few months. With the money she had saved she found a small, clean apartment. Overall she was doing really great.
We developed a good relationship and I really wanted her to stay out. Always in the back of my mind was the fact that with a little dental care, Angie would be very good looking. During this same time, I had a nephew that graduated from Dental School. To help pay off student loans he accepted a job working with low income patients. I mentioned I had a client in need of some dental care and he immediately told me to accompany her to his clinic and he would manage the rest.
I made a home visit to Angie's place and after checking that all was well, I told her about the contact I had made with my nephew. She was reluctant and I learned she had only been to a dentist twice in her life! Long story short, after six months Angie had a million dollar smile. She now was a very sexy, attractive female. So much so that male co-workers were a little jealous she was on my caseload and not theirs.
Scheduled office visits are routinely made with clients to do piss tests for alcohol and drugs as part of parole agreements. Angie came in one day and left her samples. She was doing well and I was pleased and told her so. Her spirit, after everything she had been through, was refreshing. I worked to stay professional, but Angie was appreciative of the help I had given her and demonstrated her gratitude as she was leaving with a simple hug that caught me by surprise. The hug seemed to linger and my cock reacted by springing to life. Needless to say, a relationship between PO and his or her client would be a massive violation of policy. But I enjoyed the closeness of her body, and as my dick pushed into her, she said nothing but lightly pushed back. I quickly excused myself knowing I had probably crossed a line that could cost me my job. She left my office leaving me a little dazed because I had allowed the hug to happen.
Two days later I was getting home on Friday evening after a long week at work. The phone rang and I immediately saw that caller id was showing Angie was calling.
"Hello, is everything alright?"
"Hi," I heard Angie say, "I'm okay but I,..I wonder if I could make you dinner tomorrow night?"
