Her breasts were large (she said she'd had them done), but her face was a little too square, her features a little too hard, and her body a bit thicke... than fit the usual definition of beauty, but I didn't care. Then she sent another pic. In this one she was indoors, dressed in sexy red lingerie, and reclining in a classic pose on her bed. I don't know why I didn't think to ask who had taken the picture, but the question didn't occur to me. Maybe I assumed she'd used a tripod, but probably the. Tina stands in the doorway!“Tina!”Tina and I talk. I introduce her to Meredith.“Wow Paula, you never told me about Tina.”Actually I told Meredith about Tina at least thirty times.“It’s a shame you haven’t come by here before now Tina. I would love to have met you before now. Shame on you Paula.”I roll my eyes at Tina while Meredith hugs her. After trying to talk through and around Meredith for 20 minutes, Meredith says, “I’m thinking about closing shop a little early, would you girls like to. I have seen those stains numerous times over the years and assume they are caused by the blood pooling in the extremities before embalming.Before I had a chance to look any more; an older woman came in to view Cindy's luscious corpse. I moved over to the flower arrangements until she left. Moving back in front of the casket; I had the burning desire to touch her. I reach down and touched her hands that were crossed lying on her abdomen. Her hands felt cold as expected but also had a soft. "Okay, if you feel like you need to deny it, I will play along," he said."You might not want to talk like that with most people. They might have you locked away in a padded room," Rose said seriously."Ah well, no cerebral sex for you, I can tell. So did you finish at the house?" Roger asked."almost, I think you are going to like what you see," Rose said."I'm sure I will. Of course I'm going to have to assume that you are going to be monitoring my every movement and word," Roger said."Is that.