" Jim was giving me his angelic smile, the one he liked to use with Mom growing up. It was a good play, a real heart breaker, but I wasn't Mom."Sure,"... I dipped my head.Pauline could do little but watch us and I gave her a pretty smile as I stepped around her desk, pausing as I noticed some half-dozen photos, framed and carefully arranged. She had a narrow piece of paper taped to the side of her computer monitor with phone numbers for daycare, babysitter, pre-school, pediatrician..."Your son?" I. I think it was more relief that he was dead, not shock, Ron sensed this as well and quietly told her not to say anything to muddy the water.The Coroner looked at De Vent and took a lot of photos; he then sat down with Ron and me and asked me to give a full account of what happened. When I had finished he spoke to Ray and asked him how he felt about the situation."My opinion is that De Vent couldn't open the safe and accused Jimmy of messing around with it, punches were thrown and Jimmy went to. Both women were wearing boots, jeans, and dark tops. They were both very good looking, but tonight wasn’t going to be about glamour.“Let me turn on the stage lighting,” said Rebecca hitting a switch which controlled a single fluorescent tube near the ceiling. “Now, let’s take his clothes off him.”I stood still while the two women quite skillfully removed my clothes. Their hands, and especially their fingernails, lingered on my chest and ass. If I hadn’t been so nervous, the evening. “Maybe some simple day clothes and some play clothes would be fine” he said. He looked at Ann “some things that show off those luscious curves I reckon”. Rhonda chuckled “you are so right honey” she said “I know just the place”.After breakfast Rhonda rummaged through the cast-offs left over after their last party. It was remarkable how people had left wearing less than they turned up in. She grabbed a short skirt and a silk blouse. “Here Ann, put these on. Sorry there isn’t a bra but we will.