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Once the ribs were laid in place, she pulled the flesh closed and finished sewing up the center and the two outer lines of the Y on her chest. Next, a tube of surgical glue was opened and the medical student started with the left fork of the Y and began covering the stitching with clear glue so as to ensure the cuts did not open back up. She continued going over the whole of the incision, which took her several minutes. With that out of the Solo way, she put the needle, thread, and glue down on a tray and looked at Saema’s face. Since she wasn’t going to put the girl’s brain back in her head, the tech grabbed some filler paper (not unlike tissue paper, though not very absorbent) and began balling it up. She made several wads of the tissue-like substance and then began packing it into her cranial cavity. This had to be done in such a way as to make it very dense, not light, so that her head would retain its proper posture as if the mass that normally was inside it still remained. It took several minutes to get this just right, but she smiled, pleased with her work. Finally, the tech got a different type of glue - this one meant for more porous fetish materials like bone - and took off the cap. Starting with the back of her head and going in a clockwise direction, she put a generous line of glue against the exposed bone of the skull removal. This glue would take a few minutes to dry completely, so this gave her enough time to pick up Saema’s skullcap and press it into place, adjusting it so that it fit just right and maintained a natural look, and then hold it in place until it was evident masturbation it would not move anymore. A thin line of surgical glue was then traced along the red line of the removal sight to ensure that it would take a lot of force to reopen her head. Sitting back, she looked Saema over and thought to herself that she did a good job. The tech looked at her watch, realizing that the person coming to ID the body would be here in the next couple of hours. With the corpse stitched back up and looking decent, she went over and grabbed a light-blue toe-tag that had already been printed off for her by another tech and contained all of the vital information regarding her corpse, its case information, its storage area in the morgue, and all that was left was for the female med student to write down the determined cause of death, which she did with a black pen. Satisfied, she took this second toe-tag and, with the string in her fingers, placed this tag around her right big toe, on top of the one placed there at the crime scene. This string was carefully tied into place and, once finished, Saema had two separate toe tags hanging from her soft, pale soles. amateur The final thing to do was to put a blue shroud over the 25-year-old’s nude, stitched up corpse. teen The medical student grabbed a sheet from underneath the main work table and tossed it over Saema’s body. She then pulled the sheet up and over her face and then tugged at it until it reached her ankles, stopping just shy of her feet. Her bare feet would be left uncovered, the toe tags dangling in the air, to allow for quick identification. Once everything was finished, her corpse was wheeled out of the processing room through a door on the side and down a long series of winding corridors. Here, her body was wheeled into a hallway with glassed windows set into the walls and cold, empty-looking rooms on the other side. 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