A Prosecutor's Office I worked for some decades back had a pro bono policy. We each had to handle two pro bono matters each year. The office decided the best way to avoid conflict was to take appeals of social security benefit denials. That struck me as odd because every client I had was younger than 40 and a biker, the sort likely to end up in court on the wrong side of a prosecution.
Anyway one of my clients was the Sgt. at Arms for a local outlaw biker gang. He had a bad back according to his paperwork and I ran through the appeals protocols. I got him signed up successfully. (As far as I understand it if you appeal a denial with an attorney you will get the situation reversed 100% of the time and that indeed was my experience.) I also got him a few years of back benefits. he was very happy with my services and he offered me his "old Lady" for some fun. I declined the offer telling him my "old Lady" had matters well in hand, but I did thank him for the offer. He did, then, invite me to a party at his house in lieu of the romp. As he and his leather clad old lady left my office they were calculating how much meth his back award would buy.
That night I drove past his home. There was a raging party going on. I parked a bit away and watched for a time noticing that several of our undercover officers were doing the same. I saw my guy, the one with the bad back lift a motorcycle through an upstairs bedroom window onto the roof. he tried to ride it/jump it to the roof of the next door neighbor's house. He failed. he next got back on to the roof and was out there with a quarter barrel and some biker chicks having a few beers when the cops came swooping in to break up the festivities. he made a mighty toss of that quarter barrel at the cops as they were moving from the public sidewalk up his walkway. For a man with a bad back prohibiting work he certainly was an active fellow.
I never did receive any benefit from him for my service, though there were the offers of hospitality.
Since then I have had folks send acknowledgements to me at my office, Event Tickets, and bottles of booze mostly, but also some nice Christmas treat baskets. I always turn them over to the Office Administrator to address pursuant to our guidelines. I also once had a gentleman come to my office with an envelope he laid upon my desk. He explained he had no intent to violate the law and then got up to leave. He forgot his envelope which was about 3/4 of an inch think with something rectangular and pliable about 6.14 inches by 2.61 inches inside. I stopped him and reminded him he had forgotten something. He stated I must be mistaken. I told him it was his mistake. He took his envelope and I walked him out of my office to his car. It was a limo. In the back of the limo were two young gals in lingerie. Both Asian. He said perhaps we could talk some more. I declined. As it turned out a task force had him under surveillance. I learned this when I called an officer I worked with to report the matter so that he might begin investigating.
I love Asian girls in lingerie.