Carlos took one final picture of Saema’s slightly stiff corpse before Victoria grabbed a clear plastic morgue tarp and draped it over her unceremoniously. The girl’s nipples pressed firmly against the see-through plastic, the oozing japanese drops of blood making a crimson smear against the plastic. Carlos folded back the shroud so that the girl’s feet remained exposed, her toe tags clearly visible, before tossing the clipboard Hardcore on the cart with her and then wheeling her out into the hallway in the line of corpses against the opposite wall. By now, a couple of the bodies had been taken away somewhere else, presumably to X-Ray, and only a couple more remained here. “This one’s your case, Vicks, so why don’t you take her off to X-Ray and then get her on ice while I get started with these bodies we just got in?” It was true that Saema was her case, so the woman didn’t bother to argue with Carlos. Besides, she needed to make sure that the rest of the processing of the girl’s body went as it should because a rape-murder wasn’t a case to mess around with. The ME would be very upset if any evidence was mishandled or procedure wasn’t followed, not to mention the detectives assigned the case and the victim’s family. The main asian X-Ray room was down the hall and to the right, through some double-doors, so Victoria grabbed the handle at the head of the gurney and began to push the cart along the tiled floor. Saema’s eyes stared blankly at the passing lights along the ceiling from under the clear plastic, her tits pressed firmly into the shrouding, her feet wobbling back and forth as the cart turned the corner and made its way through the double doors and to the door clearly marked “X-Ray.” Inside, a bearded technician with glasses in a white lab coat was tapping a touch-screen monitor. He looked up as she entered with the corpse. “Hey, Tim,” Vicky said, smiling. She liked Tim, who had been working with the ME’s office for about as long as she had. “Hey yourself! Looks like a long day today, doesn’t it? Lots of clients to log in, scan, and shove in the fridge,” he said with a laugh. “Fold the plastic back and wheel her into the chamber and we’ll get her scanned up real quick.” Victoria did like he said, folding the plastic off to the sides, and then slid Saema’s corpse into the scanner head first, feet facing into the room. She walked back into the small room that the technician was in, so as to be protected from any small amounts of radiation, and waited as teen the X-Ray machine lit up and began a series of scans on the corpse, sending 3D images of her body to the various screens in the computer room. From a cursory scan, nothing seemed out of place. “Looks pretty normal to me,” the guy said. “We’ll get these files to the pathologists’ office so they can take a look prior to the autopsy.” Vicky walked back out there, threw the plasted back over Saema’s bare corpse, and smiled back at Tim as she walked with the gurney back out of the room and into the hallway. “Alright miss, time to let you chill for a while,” she said as she began to push Saema’s cart down the hallway. “I would say I’ve got a hot date lined up, but we both know that’s a lie, don’t we?” amateur It wasn’t really that strange to talk to the dead around here, but Victoria tried to keep it to a minimum and do so when no one was really around. A couple minutes later, she was at the large, thick steel door with a keycard access point that led into one of the LA County Coroner’s Office’s large storage freezers. A security guard sat at a desk just outside of it, but he barely looked up, just nodding at the woman. He’d seen her so much that he felt like he knew her personally, though they never really talked. Vicky wasn’t even sure if she knew the guy’s name, just that he talked about his little boy Kevin sometimes. As she opened the large steel door, she pushed the cart into the dimly lit freezer. She knew that, in this position, her ass was now on full display for the audience of hot men and, somewhat shamefully, felt herself involuntarily angling it to give them the best view. If he thought the visions were asian bad, he couldn’t put into words how unbearable this was... but he also couldn’t deny the fact that if he wasn’t frozen, he’d have an erection. “Nice to meet you,” Marisa said nervously, and raised her arm to shake hands. Kayleigh stiffened, her face was beet red. Epilogue – Eight years later: "Are you sure you don't want to gag her?" "Well if you like to be a pony it is your choice, but horses are much bigger than dogs." 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