Text: 2"Doctor, I'm not feeling well." Dicky tum eh? Too much bratwurst! We'll lighten your load, in more ways then one." I'd be awfully grateful, Doc...or Val." I'll bet you would! Sister Renate, can you come through please."Tableau Vivant: 3Renate stands next to Val, their arms linked, smiling complicity. Heinrich is stretched out on the couch, gazing at the ceiling to which his penis is rigidly pointing. His eyes are pale and remembering, arms pinned tightly to his sides, as if confining to. In moments, we fell into his backseat. Though the location was public, the dark offered a cloak that breathed life into my hesitation. His hands were on my breasts, squeezing gently then with more fervor as his lips followed. Each nipple responded to the heat of his mouth, the implied danger in his teeth on my sensitive flesh. I shuddered and struggled out of my clothing. I found myself astride his hips leaning up to press my breasts to his mouth as his hands pushed me down on his lap. I could. ” He kissed me again, this time stroking his tongue deep into my mouth. For some reason, this caused my knees to turn to water. Richard held me close against him and slowly lowered me to lie on his cape. He kissed me ardently, shifting his body so he was half on top of me. There was a hardness in the front of his breeches pressing against my thigh. Mama’s description was enough for me to guess what it was. Richard released my mouth and gently bent his head to nibble at my neck. I suddenly felt. " I see," said the detective."We all puked our guts out!" said Joe."Anything else?" Well, yeah," said Joe. "She had all kinds of pipes connected to her body inside the septic tank. Gruesome! We all puked!" You said that already," said the detective."Oh."The detective continued to grill the worker, making note of the time and other particulars reported by the construction worker.A while later, the coroner arrived and took the body to the morgue in Somerville while the detective returned to his.