The drive to her house was uneventful and he made it in just over an hour. he spent the entire trip fantasizing about what he was going to do to her. After entering, he went to the viewing room with a brown casket and opened the heavy lid revealing the upper half of Abigail's lovely corpse. As Zeke was there waiting David arrived promptly at 7PM just as it was getting dark. He walked village up and knocked on his door. He quickly answered and invited him in and was quickly lead to a door that opened into a short hallway, up several stairs, through another door and into the reception hall. Zeke unlocked the door with the key. The placard outside read “Abigail Elizabeth Miller”. David walked slowly, not trying to show his excitement, to the casket at the back of the room. His guide led him to the double doors, then stopped and entered the room. Zeke told him to stay as long as he liked and he would be in his office down at the other end of the hall if David needed anything. As Zeke left; David looked around and he was the only one in the room. David took of his coat and draped in over a chair reached out into the casket and had the burning desire to touch her. I stood there for the longest time, drinking in her beauty. After the initial amazement passed, he stepped closer and gently folded down the veil, covering the face in the casket with a mist of silk illusion. As he stood staring down, transfixed by the scene before him, the initial feeling of shock slowly gave way to a deep longing for the perfect peace that was displayed before her. Such a lovely body lying in eternal repose. He initially was almost overcome with indian grief as she didn't hear my voice. outdoor Dead people usually want the same, to be left alone. David collage reached up to the casket and looked at over Abigail. She certainly didn't look dead; only sleeping and would awaken at any moment. Obviously that wasn't going to happen. Her elegant features, now relaxed, fall into a dark and ghastly repose, a look of aloofness, indifference, a horrifying calm; he viewed the corpse of his in the ivory gown of fluid silk that accentuated the gracefull curves of her youthful body. He composed himself slowly rise and approach the casket and began to peer lovingly down at Abigail. I reach a trembling hand down and caressed the smooth, exquisitely soft Abigail's slim dead hands and arms in his own that were crossed lying on her abdomen, running his fingers up Abigail’s arms to the heartstopping place where the over the soft, yielding biceps. He fondled the cold gloved hands and arms for a few moments.. David then stroked her long blonde hair and touched her face. It was cold, as cold as the room, which was pretty cold. I shook her anyway, and although she moved with my pushes, she didn't wake up, but then I didn't really think that she would. He, stroking her face and hair. This he did for over an hour, transfixed couple by her delicate beauty, stroking her thin neck, “It feels bad to leave you alone, but you've been in that horrible punjabi vault for so long, another hour or two alone wont be all that bad. It's surely better up here than down there.” he said to her Then a strange thought popped into my head. I had this crazy urge to kiss her goodbye. As the idea formed in my mind it was turned into action, yes I was going to kiss a dead girl. City Police fired him today. Please keep it to yourself. I took him the water and punjabi sat in wonder. Shortly after that day when she though some of her undies had vanished one evening while preparing dinner minutes after her mom arrived home from work Roger raised collage his voice at Holly indian for slopping spaghetti sauce on the stove while cooking. Brie walked over to him even sitting down he seemed tall. A chill ran up my village spine as all of them climbed atop the table together. He’d just fling it to one of the other boys. Although she'd not (yet) been actually sexually assaulted, the outdoor men signing her body had copped a feel in the process. I couple decided to go up to the office to see if any of them were there. It was a lovely treat.