When he asked me to sign in, a $100 bill soon put that issue to rest.I was hoping my luck would continue to hold out and it did. There were a lot of v...grants in these parts and unfortunately some deaths occurred with no one to claim these people. The morgue had four 'John Doe' bodies and one was perfect for my needs. The dead guy was roughly the same size and shape as me and was maybe five years older. He was the one.I spoke with the attendant and thanked him for his time. I told him I was. No kids. Just doing what you want, when you want. Now for me that means loading my big ass up in the truck and getting the hell out of Dodge. And that is exactly what I did.It had started out as a regular Saturday morning. I got up at zero dark thirty and since it was supposed to be a warm sunny day didn’t bother with silly shit like putting clothes on. Nothing unusual there. My hubby, sons, and frequent visitors were quite used to me walking around the house and yard with all the goodies out. Casey’s tongue was frozen to the pole. She began to panic more and more as she felt the stinging on the tip of her tongue growing worse and worse. Casey stomped her feet in frustration. She didn’t want to make too much noise and attract attention. Casey wrapped her arms around her freezing body. Her nipples were hard and thick and her pussy was covered in goose bumps. Casey started to wine and bounce up and down as if she was throwing a tantrum. Tears started welling up in her eyes and began. I really don’t know ... Maybe I find a new way of life ... Maybe I run away to India out of shame and start helping starving children ... I’ll know when I’ve done it.”“So if everything goes well today, do you think it will change your life?”Carrie looks sideways at Charley, as if she thinks the young slut is an idiot for asking the question. “Well, I certainly hope so, otherwise why would I be here?” She leaves the question hanging for an awkward second. Charley looks from Carrie to the camera.