Regina White

Parole passion

CHAPTER ONE

Alfred Bombannente was a parole officer who worked for the city of San Francisco, and for the most part he did an excellent job of making sure paroled prisoners walked the straight and narrow. He did such a good job, and his methods were so completely effective, it was decided he would be moved from male parolees to female parolees. For some reason, women were harder to rehabilitate than men. In spite of Womens' Lib wanting to make certain there was no discrimination between the sexes, the state of California found no pleasure in sending women to prison, making them hard, bitter, and useless members of society. If anyone was capable of rehabilitating them, Al Bombannente was the man.

Al was a handsome looking fellow. He stood at five-feet-ten inches in height.

Al had dark-brown hair, cut short and combed straight back. He had a straight nose, a handsome face, and though he looked slightly roly-poly, under the little bit of excess weight he had a firm, solid body.

Al Bombannente hated no one. He was not the kind of man capable of carrying a grudge. By the same token he didn't love anyone, either, because he knew love led to complications, especially in his line of work. To marry would mean to make himself, and his wife, vulnerable to attacks from the occasional dissident convict who didn't want to be rehabilitated. Now that he was working with women, it would have been even more difficult, since a wife would have automatically been jealous.

This didn't mean that Al was lacking for female companionship. On the contrary, Al had more feminine companionship than he was capable of handling. Some of the women all but forced themselves on him, while others had to be coerced a little, but Al had all the feminine companionship he would ever need. Just where he got it from will be explained more fully, shortly.

Al always went out of his way to help his female parolees, finding them better-than-menial jobs at better than minimum pay since many of them had abilities that would elevate them above the norm.

Four different women had become fashion models because of Al Bombannente. All four had been thrown into prison while in their late teens, their basic crimes being, associating and being caught with known criminals while said criminals were in the act of performing a felonious act, such as smuggling hash or marijuana, or even cocaine from one state to another. They had been young, out for kicks, wanting a good time, aching to have a man care for them and spend money on them.

Al had many connections in many fields, and he had been able to convince each of these girls, at a different time, to accept model training, and from there they went on to become highly paid models, making two, three, and even four-hundred dollars an hour.

Each of the models showed her gratitude to Al by "convincing him" to bed down with her. This, Al did, more than happy to accept the grateful showing of each of the women.

But for the most part Al got jobs such as those of waitress, counter girl in a cleaning establishment, and worker in a day nursery for these women. He kept constant tabs on each woman for a year after he got her the job, even after she was no longer on parole, and his rehabilitation rate with females was almost forty percent better than that of any other parole officer.