This was important because there were many shades of makeup, concealer, eye-liner, and more that she had available, but toting all of it around was largely unnecessary. Cora, therefore, had a small hand-bag with what she had decided she would need, and she didn’t estimate that getting Saema ready would be all that much of a challenge. Since Saema’s body had already been prepared and refrigerated several times over, the main challenge Cora had with her was restoring a more life-like color to her. Thankfully, her death hadn’t been incredibly traumatic, and the main area that would need special attention was her neckline. After a brief conversation with Mr. Kim, she was left alone with Saema’s body, laying on the mortuary slab, and she quickly got to work. Several different types of makeups, concealers, and tone eveners were brushed on and worked into the skin of her hands and arms, which would be visible during her viewing. A coral-toned lip gloss was applied to her lips, giving them a more subtle look that didn’t scream “Dead body!” A light rouge was added to flush japanese out her cheeks a little and a very small bit of mascara and eye-liner was done to bring a bit of color back. Her neck, of course, required several different layers of caking and evening to cover up the red marks that were telltale signs of her strangulation, but when she stepped back to look Saema over, she thought she had done a fine job. No indication was provided as to what nail color the girl should wear during her viewing and funeral service, but Cora had decided that since her hands would be visible while she was on display, she would simply go with the approximate color that she had been wearing at the time of her death. While she wasn’t exactly positive as to the exact tone Saema was wearing, she had narrowed it down between a couple dark chocolate tones and had brought them with her. Inspecting her hands a bit closer here in person, she finally settled on one called “Mignight Mocha.” She used a two-coat system to touch-up the nails of both of her hands so that they shimmered in the light once she had finished. Yet, though her work would normally have been considered finished, she gazed down at Saema’s toe-tagged feet. Even if they won’t be seen during the viewing, she thought to herself, I’d be leaving my work half-finished if I just quit now without doing a quick pedicure. Mr. Kim returned right as she was finishing up the last of Saema’s toes and nodded at her work. “Excellent as always, Ms. Jennings,” he stated with a nod of masturbation approval. “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. “Mr. Davenforth should have your money transferred over by Tuesday.” “No worries. Like I said before, I know I’m doing good stuff here, that’s all.” Mr. Kim nodded at her. She zipped up her bag. “Anyway, gotta run. I’m supposed to meet a friend here in…” she pressed the home key on her phone, “Oh, shit. Yeah, like ten minutes ago!” With Cora leaving and everything else involved having finally been completed, all that was left was for the funeral home to get Saema 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. It was only a few minutes before Davenforth came into the preparation room wheeling in a white, hardwood casket that Saema’s family had ***********ed for her. Sometimes, the staff would load a body up with a lift they had in order to help move it to the casket, but this was generally orgasm done for larger bodies or those that they were worried might have an incident of some sort if they attempted to lift them by hand, but in Saema’s case, she was petite enough that the two men would simply transfer her to the casket by hand. “Ready?” the director asked, going to the head of the slab and preparing to lift her by her shoulders. Mr. Kim simply nodded as he grabbed her by her ankles. In a rather quick, fluid motion, the pair lifted Saema’s body off of the cold slab, side-stepped to the casket which had been placed to the head of the slab’s right, and carefully lowered her down into the silvery lining, her toe tags waving all the while until asian her head finally came to rest on the casket’s silky pillow. Her hands had fallen to her side, but Davenforth reached down and carefully arranged them so that the were folded just below her breasts. 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