When they pulled the skirt down, they could see that Jessica wore no panties and just a sanitary belt and napkin under her panty hose. The napkin was soaked along with the crotch of her panty hose. “Well, what do we have here,” said the undertaker. They peeled the panty hose down her legs and off her feet. The undertaker cut the elastic of the sanitary belt and peeled it away. Both men looked at Jessica’s dripping labia. The men noticed the tampon strings handing from her vagina and rectum and chuckled. “Looks like japanese she was a belt and suspenders type,” Kendal laughed. He pulled the tampon from Jessica’s vagina and noted that it was slightly bloody but saturated and very slick with her vaginal secretions. He next removed the second tampon from her rectum. There was a slight discharge of bloody mucus from Jessica’s rectum. “The little lady was worried about making a mess,” lingerie said the undertaker. A mixture of urine and vaginal secretions was also spread over Jessica’s crotch area. Her labia were swollen. Her dark pubic asian hair was sopping wet. “Oh my God,” said the undertaker, laughing, “she really rode the lightening today.” He stared at the soaking crotch. Jessica’s pubic hairs glistened with droplets of her secretions. “She came all over herself,” he said. He patted Jessica on the shoulder, “well, honey, it looks like you had a good last ride. I hope it was worth the trouble.” He laughed again. The assistant was amazed, “she was bucking and kicking hard for a while, it looks like she enjoyed it.” Fortunately, Jessica was past embarrassment, as she lay naked on the undertaker’s table. The undertaker placed a rubber block under her neck. Then the men took a number of tiny photos of her body, some for the official record and many more for their own use. After her photo session, Jessica was bathed in cold water and germicidal soap. The body was left on the table to drip dry. The undertaker planned to clean Jessica’s bodily openings later. Just now, he was off to the Friday picnic. He would be back in time to prepare her for the viewing by the Coroner’s Jury. The undertaker, Kendal, patted Jessica on the shoulder, “you just rest here a while honey, we’ll be back to get you ready for the inquest jury.” The men left Jessica on the table and locked the Preparation Room. The undertaker’s assistant one Rodney Jenson was new to the trade and somewhat fascinated with death. He had attended Jessica’s execution and was quite taken with this young beautiful woman. He could not take his eyes off her from the moment she arrived at the park. Rodney could not believe that they would actually hang this goddess. He had watched the execution in shock and fascination as Jessica had writhed and struggled on the rope. Rodney had been fortunate enough to retrieve one of her black ballet flats. He held the shoe in his hand and then raised to his nose to inhale her fragrance once more. Now Jessica lay in the preparation room just behind a door. He was alone at the mortuary and it would be hours until his boss returned. I turned and walked towards the kitchen and now my father followed me. When I turned tiny the corner I quickly looked down and could see my areola's were visible. "ONLY IF YOU GET SOME MORE RIGHTEOUS TATS japanese ON THAT BODY OF YOURS." They just had a good time. “What? As usual, Zane just smiled and shrugged his shoulders and said “She wanted it!” I was left there, confused, scared, and still feeling hot all over. “You still owe me a blowjob, bitch! My eyes weren’t the only ones that trailed after Amanda as she disappeared. "Hush, lingerie shhhh." Gushing a large dose asian of her juices onto Anna’s face.