We could even get wigs for all of us if you wanted to go all out.”“I think I’d look good with long, coal-black hair, don’t you?”“Mom, you ...would look good with no hair at all.”“Thanks, Dear. Here’s your sister, and look at her smiling.”“What are you up to, Rach?”“Gaby just called and asked me if you and I wanted to come down to her apartment later. Her sister and mom are away for the night.”Mom said, “Gaby? Is she the tall, sexy girl with long blonde hair I saw you talking to Monday?”“That’s. One, two ... that’s about six. Perhaps we can have a small extra credit session some time after classes are over, let’s say next Friday. I’ll pass around a paper and you can put your names on it.Thank you. Now, back to Miss Samuels. You can see that as she has been holding herself open, a lot of moisture collects. This is identical to Miss Potts’ reaction to my stimulation of her yesterday. As I explained yesterday, this is perfectly natural. This is the female body’s way to prepare one’s. I had gotten rid of most of the anger and disgust I had for Gina by screwing her corpse and then seeing my friends use and abuse her too. Mark picked up Gina's corpse and placed her in the cooler overnight and I went home and had a good night's sleep. The next evening was the viewing and I arrived just before 6:30. Mark led me into the room; where Gina's silver casket was, to view her before the other guests arrived. He had dressed her in the clothes I had brought earlier in the day. She was. But while the other rangers were out and about by 6, Johnalways had to drag his big, 6 foot 5 musclebound body out on the trailshalf asleep. He could happily sleep til midday if he was able to.Especially after a night like last night. That backpacker from Colorado hadalready cleared out early, John surmised, but damned if the fresh-faced k**wasn't an eager little pup. The way the toned buff hiker had bounced onUlrich's crowbar cock over and over, with a vicelike grip that only acollege k**.