Seeing she only had five minutes, Lacie hung her robe and towel on the hooks that were attached to the back of her door. Lacking time to do anything f...ancy with her hair, Lacie simply pulled her long locks up into a ponytail, using a white scrunchie she had borrowed from Marie the day before. Slipping her clothes on, Lacie dashed from her room, then turned around and headed back in, realizing she had forgotten her all-important map. Without it, Lacie could get lost for hours in the massive. I'll call Metarie to tell her to give you free rein in Jordan's office. If you get any shit from his secretary, call me right away and we'll come arrest her."After checking out the Mustang, I drove straight to the office with the other Marshal following me. We checked in with Ms. White and she went with us to Jordan's office. His secretary asked us what was up. I told her that Jordan had turned up missing and that we had been directed by the U.S. Marshal's office to look for some information. I. I feel death upon me I am so cold. Finally the ice cube is spent along with my sanity I fear. I hear a sucking sound and look up, barely able to see through my tears. He is sucking a Popsicle. He shows me - it’s red. He drips a bit on my lips, cherry, his favorite flavor, no doubt. He works his bare fingers into my cunt; warm, lubed up, feeling wonderful compared to the cold. Slipping and sliding he is finger fucking me. At least it’s not an ice cube. He is still licking the Popsicle, slowly. . "This will do for now. It'll be good enough for what I found to put youin for Derek," said Mable wiping them with a towel and covering somelittle nicks with some tissue shreds. "Now go sit at the vanity. Here,slip this on."Mable took some soft towels, patting his body dry before softly rubbingin a moisturizer on his legs as he stood there looking down at his nowhairless calves. She took Marc's wife's silk robe from a hook on thebathroom wall and slipped it over Marc's arms before leading him to.