I could feel the cold stainless steel beneath me as the hospital morgue attendant slid the tray in and slammed the door shut. In absolute darkness and...silence; I lay unable to move. Some time later; I heard the door open and felt the tray move as I was slid out. Then I heard a sexy female voice talking with the morgue attendant. I had heard that voice before but I couldn't immediately recognize it. Suddenly he called her Mrs. Wyatt and mentioned that her husband normally retrieved the bodies.. Standing outside the door was my favorite bhabhiji clad in a plain nighty (not the sexy kind but the normal plain and simple). I opened the door as if I had not seen the person outside and had just hastily come to open the door. I opened the door wide and immediately purposefully just closed it a bit, mildly apologizing for my bare attire, and asked her “Ji bhabhiji?”“Mere gas ka cylinder khatm ho gaya hai, doosra lagana hai, par naye cylinder ke upar se cover nahin nikal raha. Kya aap cylinder. ”“Great.” Said Jamie.After breakfast we went in the living room and sat down. I looked for something good on TV and the kids finally found something they and I both liked, deadliest catch. We watched as the men onboard the crab boat hauled crab pods, which are basically like big dog cages, over the rail of the boat with a big crane. After that, we watched The Price’s Right which is a game show which is kinda hard to describe. You get all these prizes but you’ve got to play certain little games. There was absolutely no sag to them, and her nipples were pimply, brown and protruded well out. Any baby’s latch-on dream! Amy slid her panties down, and I glimpsed a well-shorn fat mound, the lips of which were slightly separated by the hood of her clitoris. I wondered if Al had her exercise that every day, too. I told her to turn around, which she did in haste. Surprise number three! Her bottom was covered with raw looking dark red stripes, obviously recently applied.?What’s this,.