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She then pulled the sheet up and over her face and then tugged at it until it reached her ankles, stopping just shy of her feet. Her bare feet would be left uncovered, the toe tags dangling in the teenpussy air, to allow for newporn quick identification. Once everything was finished, her corpse was wheeled out of the processing room through a door on the side and down a long series of winding corridors. Here, her body was wheeled into a hallway with glassed windows set into the walls and cold, empty-looking rooms on the other side. Saema was taken to Viewing Room #14 where the tech left her lying in the middle of the room, walked out, and made sure the door locked behind her. It was 2:15 in the afternoon when Phil arrived at the L.A. County Morgue. It had been three days since the death of his girlfriend and he had finally received the call this morning to go and identify her body for legal purposes. It took longer than he thought the process would take, but the woman on the phone with him told him that the coroner’s office was a bit sluggish these past few weeks because of budgetary cutbacks and a volume of crime and natural deaths that had just slowed things down. He was still in shock that Saema was gone. Even three days after he discovered her violated corpse laying in her apartment, her death still hadn’t sank in. He had known her for a while, it was true, but they hadn’t talked teen about marriage or anything quite that serious. They had enjoyed their time together and he missed her. Her parents had called him Lesbian several times over the past few days, distraught with the news of their daughter’s death and, worse yet, the fact that her father was going to have to go out of town for about a month because of his work as a government contractor. It was unavoidable as the plans had been made now for many months. He and Phil had discussed this, along with the girl’s mother, and the only thing they could think of to do was to get her flown back to Philly, embalmed, and stored in a local funeral home until they could have the funeral sometime the next month. The worker stopped with Phil outside the door marked “14” in a long hallway of similar rooms. In fact, Phil figured each room was identical and they all served the same macabre purpose. The swipe of an access card made a green light flash on and the door clicked open, the light in the room instantly turning on. After his eyes adjusted to the sudden change in lighting, he stared at the center of the room where a very feminine body lay reposed under a light-blue morgue sheet. It was the body of Saema. The curves of her breast, the shape of her legs, and the soft soles of her bare feet left no mistake in his mind that this was the body of his deceased girlfriend. 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