Naturally, he was immediately fired Amateur Porn over the phone and told that he should expect charges to possibly be lodged against him. The truth, however, was that the funeral director didn’t want to bring shame onto his establishment, so he likely would simply let the matter go so long as James never spoke of it again and stayed far, far away from this place of business. A quick examination of the other bodies did not immediately show signs of foul play. James at least was careful to put the middle-aged woman’s body as carefully as he could back into its original position, and having wiped her down after recovering from his bout of illness, he was at least moderately sure that whatever evidence was left of his adventures would be flushed down the drain when they cleaned her insides out during the embalming process, so most likely he would be in the clear in that regard. With Saema’s wake scheduled for 6:00 PM that evening, the director and Mr. Kim would be focusing most of the day’s attention on getting her and everything else involved ready for her viewing. By the time he had finally settled things with his now-former employee over the phone and had made his way into the main preparation room, Kim had already brought Saema’s body out of the refrigeration room, uncovered her, and slid her onto one of the slabs. There she rested on the slab in her P.J.’s, her feet bare and toe-tagged, until they were ready for her. About an hour after the place had opened, her mother had come by and dropped off a nice blouse, a skirt, and some shoes for her to be buried in, though she was told that the shoes might not be necessary depending on the final decision that would be made regarding whether the lower half of the casket would remain open or not. She had said that she’d leave the matter up to them and had left, still stricken with grief over the whole ordeal. The pair sat the dead girl up and unbuttoned the top of her pajamas, pulling her arms out of the shirt and then pulling it away behind her. In case the family might later want it, the put it in a box along with a few other personal effects that wouldn’t need to be buried with her. Raising her hips, they slid the soft pants down past her thighs, over her knees, and down over her toe-tagged feet, putting them away in the same box. Now, she lay naked and exposed in the cool, tiled room. The large scar and stitch-work from her autopsy was now clearly visible, and while sometimes they would use makeup to cover something like this up, her chosen style of dress made this effectively unnecessary. Saema was sat Hardcore Porn Videos up once more and the director got out a simple black bra that was the perfect size for her pert breasts and began fitting it in place and getting it clasped. Her cold, autopsied corpse was like nothing more than a doll that they were manipulating to be put on display, and as he finished clasping the bra in place, Kim began working an adult diaper past her tagged feet, ankles, and slowly up her legs, wiggling it into place and then double-checking the adhesive. This was followed in due course by a simple white pair of panties. “While we’ve got her sat up like this, let’s get her top on,” the funeral director said dryly. The blouse her mother had chosen for her was simple, but elegant - a black, silky fabric with dark-red rose vine-like floral pattern to it. While Kim carefully lifted her arms up over her head, the other Indian Girls Fucking man began working the top in place, past her arms and long brown hair, and then letting it fall around her pale figure. The medium-length red skirt the mother had chosen would fit perfectly with this, and after lowering her back down onto the cold slab, they were soon to find out. Her srt was pulled out from the box her mom had dropped off and slid past her cool, bare feet, past her ankles and up her smooth legs and thighs, and then snuggly fit around her hips. “Cora should be here around 11:20, so she can touch up any makeup she thinks needs doing.” “Right,” Mr. Kim replied. “She looks good. We’ve got it pretty easy with her compared to a few of our other clients.” Cora was the beautician that they used for most all of their clients (unless the client or their family had a specific person in mind) and no one ever doubted that she did fantastic work. However, this was a small town and Cora also ran a small salon, so they found themselves at her mercy schedule-wise. In any event, they would leave Saema laying on the slab for a little while as they went to see to a few other matters, waiting for Cora to return and finish the job on preparing her for her wake. 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