A plastic barber sheet with elasticized neck was placed over her so she would be ready for the styling and began to work on Abigail. It always distressing for her to wash and style dead people’s hair but she felt she had an obligation to her clients to make them look their best for their final occasion. Zeke had a recent photograph that Dr. Miller had brought to assist in the hair styling and makeup to ensure that Abigail's corpse looked as close to the way she did on the photographs as possible placed beside the corpse. Cora looked at the photograph of Abigail and was affected by Abigail’s death. It was awful that she died so young with her whole life ahead of her. This one would be the most difficult because of the splitting/removal of the scalp during the autopsy and the subsequent stitching back together. They confer on the styling of Abigail's hair, which Zeke asks her to match to the picture I hands over. The creampie beautician was left alone with Abigail’s body, and she quickly got to work., Cora could see that Zeke was becoming quite aroused as he handled the beautiful woman’s corpse. She took extra care to get the little bit of curl on the sides and back that Abigail had liked. He now rolled the casket and obtained the japanese bag with Asian Girls the remainder of the burial clothes and draped over the coffin. Taking a styling brush and comb; Cora styled her lovely dark blonde locks into place, teased and fluffed out Abigail's shoulder length blond hair and applied the finishing touches to Abigail’s style as close as possible to the photograph. Zeke returned right as she was finishing up the last of Abigail’s toes and asked for his comments. He looked Abigail’s hair over more carefully nodded at her work and said "very good as always, Ms. Jennings" I stated with a weak smile, which was about all the smiling I ever did. “I believe her family will be pleased.” “Thanks. She was a pretty girl,” she replied, already having turned back to a nearby counter and started to put her supplies back in their bag. With Cora leaving quickly to go open her salon and everything else involved having finally been completed, all that was left was for the funeral home to get Abigail laid out in her casket and then wheel her into the small chapel that the family had reserved for her 6:00 viewing that evening. Zeke patted her face, I kissed her and placed his hands on her breasts and rubbed squeezed them gently. He patted the panty covered crotch briefly and rubbed her shapely stocking covered thighs and gently massaged the cadaver until the limbs and torso were once again supple and free-moving. He pulled out her favorite dark blue low neckline medium-length dress from the bag; simple, but elegant silky fabric. With some amount of effort; he gathered the skirt of the satin gown together and placed the tight dress over her feet, past her ankles and up her smooth legs and thighs, lifting her shapely soft, round ass and then snuggled them up around her waist. I inserted the short sleeves over the hands and onto the arms for first one sleeve, than the other, carefully lifted Abigail's arms up over her head, Zeke began working the top in place, past her arms and long brown hair, and then letting it fall around her pale figure. and lifting her head and shoulders up to lift it over her cold figure before it ended at her shoulders, but finally the beautiful dress was fitted into place. It took a lot of work, rocking her body softly from side to side to work the dress up, over her body. Damn she looks good enough to eat and I already have several times. The body of Abigail Elizabeth Miller, fully prepared, was now ready to be laid in its casket. 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