Why don’t you go play golf or take the boat out?” She was looking at her watch with a very anxious look on her face.“OK Sweetie, you never tell ...e to go play golf, so I’ll do it for you,” I laughed. “I’ll go get my clubs from the garage.” Karen could never play poker. Her emotions were telegraphed by her facial features. I saw extreme agitation replaced by relief in the fraction of a second. I knew something was going on, but I wasn’t going to get it out of her by cross examination now. She. I walked over to Ian and wrapped my arms around him. Ian’s lips were stiff. He hardly accepted my kiss at all. I pushed myself into his body and his cock wasn’t even hard. I wiggled on him and ran my hand up and down his crotch. He finally responded with a small swell.“Ian, do you want me?” I asked.“Yeah, of course but…”“Then let me suck your cock. I really need it. Please?” I dropped down and unzipped Ian’s pants. He wore red underwear. I pulled them down and released his half hard cock. He. He had a six pack because he was just in his swim suit so I could see it. He had a lot of muscles. He invited me an my dad in I could tell he was getting a hard on. He kept looking up and down my body.Katie came in and said I could go get my swimsuit on she showed me my room and it was purple with white carpet and a study+loft+bed. So I put my swimsuit on and she gave me a towel. When I found the pool it was fucking huge as hell! She had this little waterfall/cave thing where you could go in. Now this program wasn't strictly just for drugs, but for any type of addiction or high risk individuals that needed close supervision. We had two SOs' that I knew of, a few serial car thieves and a sprinkling of gangbangers. Dirty Dave is my name and I've seen a thing or two. We'll start off easy. The program's name was Highways and Byways, it was ran by a short little guy that fancied himself a street preacher and he had connections with the local court system. So I guess you could say there.