“Men” said Jenny “Yeah men…how strange they are” pondered Sandra, “But Josh was upset that I didn’t tell him about it while Walters...spunk was still up my junk so he could felch it out.” “Oh yummers” said Jenny “Let’s go to the Cinnabon! Exclaimed Sandra “There’s this dreamy guy who works there and he makes my muff moist. I’d love to sit on his face while he hums the “Star Spangled Banner”. I’d push my muff into his mouth so my clitoris would the feel vibration of each note sending. I back the hearse up to the hospital's morgue and get out. The night is chilly with a slight, autumn breeze blowing. I can hear the sound of brittle leaves rustling in the trees. I walk around to the morgue's back door. I've become a regular here. I pick up a couple of bodies a week at this hospital. I press the buzzer by the door and stuff my hands in my pockets. A minute later I hear the door being unlocked."Hey man, how's it going?" Gus says, as he swings the door open. He holds his hand out. Other than that, we try to leave the world we live in as clean as it was when we found it- if not cleaner. I have always found it quite disgraceful that people muck up the world with their detritus and their expressions of protest. The truth is the world is not interested in your pathetic little opinion; you have extreme temerity in thinking it is- it’s just an eyesore. Truly.We were served drinks by the attendant, as was included in the first class fare, which I was quickly coming to the. " Beside my face, her neatly trimmed pubes dripped with water, the triangle pointing downward to her pert clit. God, she was hot."No problem. Here turn around." She spun away from me and grabbed onto the shower pole, her round, perfect butt sticking out towards me. I looked up between her thighs and eyed the line of her crack as it followed its path down to a tiny puckering anus. She looked delicious. I tried to focus on washing her calves and feet for her. I brought the loofah up her thighs.