He asked, he didn't order. He suggested. And she was learning from him, learning a lot.She could understand his wanting to go through an apartment him...self instead of seeing second hand through crime scene photos. Why would getting personal property after it had been covered in print powder, lasered, and pawed through by God knows how many other people be better than seeing it firsthand? Her father always said that a good cop knew his people, his area, and knew what was right and wrong. How was. Can I help you sir? I will spare you my humiliation but no sooner had I got the "I'm looking for something nice for my wife" words out of my mouth, I blushed profusely. The lady put her hand on my arm and said "it's okay dear, I'm sure we can find something, what did you have in mind?" by now my heart felt like it was in my throat I was beetroot red and starting to sweat. As a result my voice became slightly high-pitched "these look nice". She smiled gently and agreed "yes these will suit you. But they were all women and clothed while he was there naked. Blake wondered what they could possibly be learning by look at him naked. ‘This is pointless,’ said Blake as he started covering his manhood. ‘Keep your arms to your side,’ instructed the guard. ‘Embarrassed?’ asked one of the girls. ‘Only by having a skank like you in the room,’ replied Blake. ”Oh yeah? Well no guy is ever going to see my vagina because I did something wrong,’ taunted the girl. Blake was in fact quite embarrassed. This would bring the state extra revenue to go toward their budget the same rules applied for the State Meat Lottery as did for the NFC. When a girls number came up for either the NFC or their State Meat Lottery, if the girl should run away they would have a special tactical police force go out and find the missing girl and every female in her family, no matter how young or old they were, would be forced to give their meat as punishment. Very few girls ever ran away but once an 18 year old girl.