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He quickly answered and invited him in and was quickly lead to a door that opened into a short hallway, up several stairs, through another door and into the reception hall. Zeke unlocked the door with the key. The placard outside read “Abigail Elizabeth Miller”. David walked slowly, not trying to show his excitement, to the casket at the back of the room. His guide led him to the double doors, then stopped and entered the room. Zeke told him to stay as long as he liked and he would be in his office down at the other end of the hall if David needed anything. As Zeke left; David looked around and he was the only one in the room. David took of his coat and draped in over a chair reached out into the casket and had the burning desire to touch her. I stood there for the longest time, drinking in her beauty. After the initial amazement passed, he stepped closer and bbw gently folded down the veil, covering the face in the casket with a mist of silk illusion. 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