“When you walk by your colleague and they check out your ass,” he teased. “Ha! You have some nerve, young man!” I chided. He took a seat and p...t the focus back on work. “Our numbers for therapeutic holds are up for the last quarter and I have some ideas on how to decrease them for our next review.” “Yes, I saw the numbers also and with the shift in our staffing patterns, we expected an increase in holds. Nonetheless, I want to see what you have.” “Yeah, I figured you did,” he chuckled. “You. Meanwhile, Robert was declared sufficiently repentant and rehabilitated that, except for being on a sexual predators list for three years and having to report to his therapist not a parole officer for the same time period, he was free to go.Robert was truly repentant he was very sorry he was caught. And he was rehabilitated he now knew that he had to be much, much more careful in the future... ... and he was.For the next three years, he very dutifully attended his monthly sex offenders group. Tristam yanked down my pants and boxers and pointed to my (hard) dick and said, 'This is your dick son, you're excited I can tell 'cos it's all hard, that's called a boner, you know what boners are really good at being?'I shook my head.'Lollipops' said Tristan, 'Do you want me to show you how good a boner is at being a lollipop?'I nodded enthusiastically. Tristam buried his head between my legs and sucked my cock, his tongue felt so damn soft running around my cock, I thrusted my hips into his. ”“Oh, that’s my special boy, always worried about his mother. That would be wonderful dear; I would love not to have to take control for once. I love you son.” “I love you too mother.” As I say this I look down at her, and I know that my words hurt her and any minute those tears are going to start falling. I do the only thing I can. “Get up girl, and look at the floor, because until you are presentable, you are not worthy enough to look at any one of us in the eye.”She stands up and I grab her.