When I got home my parents were waiting and wondering where in the h_ _ _ I had been all night. Xxnx I apologized and made up a story about how distraught I had been last evening. It was getting close to 9PM as I parked by car out of sight and snuck to the back of the funeral home. In April of 1959; I was a high school senior less than 2 months from graduation. Next I picked up her bra; looked it over and put it back in the bag. Thompson have for not reporting me??? Things were working out so far. Now I rubbed each cold dead shapely thigh. I looked around and found the bag with the clothes that Deborah had been wearing when she collapsed.
