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The shirt, too, ended up in the evidence bag. Next, Saema undid the strap of the girl’s black, lacy bra that had been disheveled by her assaulter, freeing up her small, full breasts and tossing the bra into the bag. Saema had a small diamond-looking stud going through her left breast, which Carlos took a picture of to document before Vicky tugged at it and pulled it through the nipple, tearing a little of the flesh of the dead girl’s ariola. A dollop of dark red blood oozed from the torn, delicate flesh, but Vicky paid no mind. “Cute,” she said, as she put it in a small plastic baggy. “Ummm, yeah. Ever thought about getting one? Bet you’d totally be hot in one,” her male companion joked as he set the corpse back down on its back. Saema’s jeans were down around her knees, sort of bunched up, so Vicky and Carlos each grabbed a leg and tugged at the denim, pulling the pant legs slowly down to the girl’s ankles. Walking to the foot of the gurney, Carlos tugged at the cumshot pant cuffs at the ankles, pulling the pants beyond them and up over her feet. The left foot was easy for the pants to surpass, the girl’s toes bending under the pants as they passed them, but the toe tag on her right big toe kind of got snagged for a moment, but a bit of forceful tugging quickly solved that, and once the pants were past her foot, the toe tag waved back and forth wildly in the room for a few moments. Not wanting to move or touch the contents of Saema’s undergarment, Vicky used her trusty scissors to cut away at the pink fabric around her hips until the panties could easily be removed and carefully placed in a red, sealed plastic bag for examination at a later time. Now, she lay stark naked, nipples slightly erect, in this chilled morgue room. “Since we did the rape kit, take the vic’s rectal temp while I get her fingerprinted,” the woman said, grabbing a sheet and an ink box. Carlos parted the girl’s cheeks and slid the rectal thermometer up her anus, letting it sit for a minute or two until he felt comfortable with the reading’s accuracy. “Based on this, looks like she bit it around 2:00 AM,” he said plainly, making a note and then tossing the thermometer into a small receptacle for it to be sterilized later. The fingerprinting done, Vicky carefully put the sheet of drying prints on her clipboard and fastened Hardcore it there with the clasp. Grabbing her with one hand on her ankles and the other around her legs, with Carlos getting her by the side and shoulders, they rolled her over and began pulling the black plastic bag from under her. They then rolled her to the other side to complete the process and then let her roll back onto her back with a thud, her feet rolling wildly from side to side, the toe tag swaying with the movement. Carlos took one final picture of Saema’s slightly stiff corpse before Victoria grabbed a clear plastic morgue tarp and draped it over her unceremoniously. The girl’s nipples pressed firmly against the see-through plastic, the oozing drops of blood making a crimson smear against the plastic. Carlos folded back the shroud so that the girl’s feet remained exposed, her toe tags clearly visible, before tossing the clipboard on the cart with her and then wheeling her out into the hallway in the line of corpses against the opposite wall. By now, a couple of the bodies had been taken away somewhere else, presumably to X-Ray, and only a couple more remained here. “This one’s your case, Vicks, so why don’t you take her off to X-Ray and then get her on ice while I get started with these bodies we just got in?” It was true that Saema was her case, so the woman didn’t bother to argue with Carlos. Besides, she needed to make sure that the rest of the processing of the massage girl’s body went as it should because a rape-murder wasn’t a case to mess around with. The ME would be very upset if any evidence was mishandled or procedure wasn’t followed, not to mention the detectives assigned the case and the victim’s family. The main X-Ray room was down the hall and to the right, through some double-doors, so Victoria grabbed the handle at the head of the gurney and began to push the cart along the tiled floor. Saema’s eyes stared blankly at the passing lights along the ceiling from under the clear plastic, her tits pressed firmly into the shrouding, her feet wobbling back and forth as the cart turned the corner and made its way through the double doors and to the door clearly marked “X-Ray.” Inside, a bearded technician with glasses in a white lab coat was tapping a touch-screen monitor. He looked up as she entered with the corpse. “Hey, Tim,” Vicky said, smiling. She liked Tim, who had been working with the ME’s office for about as long as she had. “Hey yourself! Looks like a long day today, doesn’t it? Lots of clients to log in, scan, and shove in the fridge,” he said with a laugh. “Fold the plastic back and wheel her into the chamber and we’ll get her scanned up real quick.” Victoria did like he said, folding the plastic off to the sides, and then slid Saema’s corpse into teen the scanner head first, feet facing into the room. She walked back into the small room that the technician was in, so as to be protected from any small amounts of radiation, and waited masturbation as the X-Ray machine lit up and began a series of scans on the corpse, sending 3D images of her body to the various screens in the computer room. 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