“So we’ll work more on her tomorrow morning.” “No problem. So should we get to work on Mrs. Laseter over there?” the assistant said, crooking his neck. “Not yet. The husband is out of the country and won’t be able to return for some time, so there’s no rush yet. But, we do need to get Mr. Simmons ready for his wake since that’s at four o’clock,” he said calmly. Mr. Kim got a rolling storage tray out from a small alcove next to the walk-in refrigeration area and wheeled it over to the slab on which Saema’s tagged corpse lay. The two men picked her up and quickly dropped her on the tray and Kim got out a plastic tarp to drape over her corpse, leaving her toe-tagged feet exposed. As the funeral director walked out to make a quick phone call, Kim replaced the toe tag the previous funeral home and put on with one from their own establishment and then he wheeled Saema’s body into the fridge and parked it next to that Japanese Porn of a naked, heavy-set middle-aged African American male who had died of a massive stroke. His long penis was curved and pressed against the plastic cover that was his only bit of modesty, his brown eyes staring glassy and blank at the cold ceiling above. By the time the funeral director had returned to the main preparation room, Kim had already wheeled out the body of Edgar Simmons, an 86-year-old black man who had died of natural causes two days prior. No autopsy had been performed as it was evident that he had died of a heart attack in his sleep, so the funeral home had picked him up after local EMS responders had documented what happened at his home. His wife had gone by the funeral home the day before to drop off a new suit, shirt, and some dress shoes that he would be buried in, and given that they had already performed his embalming later that same day, their main task here was to get him dressed, apply some make-up, and get him laid out in the casket the family had ***********ed. Dressing Simmons’s body took around an hour as the pair was very careful and respectful throughout the entire procedure. Since he was to be buried in dress shoes, the had removed his toe tags and tied them on his arms, a bit past the wrist, where they would not be visible given the length of the sleeves of his dress shirt and coat, but would be there for identification purposes later if needed. Light make-up was applied to his hands, face, and what bit of his neck was visible in order to give him a more life-like appearance, and once they were done, they carefully got him back on a tray so that they could wheel him into the casketing area and get him laid out for his viewing that afternoon. Michelle had slept most of the way from New York down to Jamica, tired from both her physical exertions of being anally fucked by a dog yesterday and the mental exhaustion from the tension that had built up leading up to the final test to be accepted into the DS club. Just before she fell asleep Michelle whispered Asian Girls Fucking to Julie, "So has everyone been though the same thing?" "Yes," purred Julie, "Every member, myself, your mother and everyone you meet who is a fully-fledged member." Michelle drifted off to sleep, her head on Julie's shoulder, as she imagined her best friend and mentor Julie moaning with pleasure as she was fucked in the ass by a dog. 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