Couldn't make up his mind so I was forever getting trays out from under the showcases to show him more choices.I had two trays on the counter and bent...to get another. When I stood up "POP GOES MY BRA", unsnapped with each cup going to the sides of my breasts. So there I was with a tray in each hand, two on the counter and my nipples completely in full view. I couldn't leave right away because of the jewelry on the counter. No one could come to my rescue since we were all busy. So there I stood. She texted her husband. "Can't wait."Jessica watched for Brett to pull up. She had decided to meet him at the door. As she heard his footsteps outside the door she put on her best 'Fuck Me' face and opened the door. Brett stood there with a much younger man. He was fit and attractive. Jessica started to panic but maintained her composure."Wow, you look amazing!" Enthused Brett.He leaned in for a kiss. Jessica turned her head, not wanting to smear her lipstick."This is..." Brett started."I don't. “Sixteen,” she answered.The nurse ignored Heather and looked over at Lauren. She held out the clipboard to Lauren and asked, “Are you related to the deceased?”“I’m Heather’s next-door neighbor; Heather’s his daughter. Why?”The nurse pulled the clipboard back and slammed the cover closed on it. “When will the next of kin arrive to claim the body?” she asked Lauren, continuing to ignore Heather.“I’m the next of kin!” Heather protested.“You are sixteen. You can’t sign anything,” the nurse told. She didn’t know whether or not to be surprised. Then he rinsed her hair and guided her head back upright. He picked up the scissors and started cutting around the base of her neck. Her locks fell away in long, wet strands. The air hit her neck and shoulders in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time. She almost forgot to worry about whether or not he knew what he was doing. After he finished cutting, he rinsed her hair again and patted off the excess water with a towel. He walked in front of her.