Jones also hated clutter. Jones was the most organized, most meticulous, most tidy, most painstakingly anal son-of-a-bitch that anyone on the Minneapo...is P.D. had ever met. He always wore the cleanest, freshly pressed expensive suits. His desk was always in perfect order, with everything in its place, spotlessly clean. He was so clean, in fact, that he kept a mini-vacuum in his car. But as much as Jones hated mess, as much as he hated bad cops, as much as he hated the colors purple, green, and. She was practicing at the rink inside the mall. The young beauty named Martika was a very beautiful girl. The skating outfit she wore was especially nice: A short flowy white skirt, and of course the usual nude colored pantyhose covering the girl's very sexy legs.Martika had no idea what horror would befall her on this day. When the teen finished her practice and left the ice, his plan was already in effect.After stalking the girl, he found out her practice routine. Martika practiced six days a. I’m so turned on. I could have masturbated several times thinking about what I overheard and then knowing what you’d be doing after I left”, Bryce offered.“I bet you did cum, probably a couple of times?”“You know me so well. That’s why I didn’t count those two times’, he joked. “Do you want me to bring you some shorts and a top, you know, for daylight?”“Oh yeah, good idea! Please, and bring me some sandals if you bring shorts. Cowboy boots and shorts may not go well and still look like the walk. He has much to answer for." He helped her up, and led her to the bed in the second room. It was a large and soft bed. There were blankets and pillows on it. He helped her into the bed, and covered her with a light blanket. Then he kissed her cheek."Try to sleep, Little One. I will be gone for several hours. I will dim the illumination to help you sleep," as he said this, the walls and ceiling dimmed to about the level of illumination at twilight."Sleep well," he added. Then walked over to the.