The<a class="externalLink" href="http://liberallifestyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Hearse-A-late-1920s-Cunningham-Model-V-coach-owned-by-Healey-and-Roth-Funeral-Home-of-Little-Rock-Arkansas..jpg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Healy &amp; Roth</a>stopped towards the rear of the Carnival grounds as the steam engine let out a billow white cloud of burning hot moisture in the air and promptly turned off. The suicide doors opened and the first few attendants stepped out. First, exiting the car was<b>Attendant Veronica</b>, her, in her dark blueberry dress, was actually much more striking because of her Raven black hair, her black-lined eyes, her pointed chin and nose and that icy cold stare, stoic and unrelenting. Her raven hair was pulled into a bun and her dark and grey vertically striped skirt billowing out from her impossibly narrow and pulled in waist and stomach, her symbols of iron gears hanging from that oh-so-tight waist. The rest of the dress clung tightly to her lithe and beautiful arms and her high and tight pert chest, seemingly also tightly wrapped against her torso. Her lips are full on her almost pouting face that served only to accentuate her jaw line all the way to her delicate neck.<br/><br/>The second attendant to disembark from the Herse was<b>Attendant Delilah</b>. Her brown leather covering only partially disguised her creamy white flesh as most of it was barely held in place with the flaps of leather's numerous holds in her attire. The piercing of her lips, nose and bellybutton, while in many places and in many entry points were not as distracting as her unnaturally long golden eye-lashes. Her hair a mixture of raven black and gold tresses was lush and thick covering some of her exposed shoulders and chest. The numerous straps and wraps around her arms and waist made the little ties that held together the leather flaps seem insufficient in comparison. Her mechanically thick goggles were lifted up and settled on top of her thickly braided hair, matching the color of those leather browns and golden tresses. Her eyes were also distinctly black-lined but her large blue orbs were as bright as Pearls though probably a few shades darker and not as icy as the interns were. Her soft pink lips were pierced with the same rings as what hung from her earlobe and those lips were upturned into a soft and mellow smile, unlike Veronica who could have stopped anyone in their tracks (and in this case, did stop those who were running around the vehicle, kids mostly trying to get a better look at the Ringmaster who had yet to depart the vehicle). Delilah stepped out, arched her back in such way that was different from Veronica, in this case, display the bottom edge of her marvelous pair of breasts that hung out from the gaps in her leather flaps.<br/><br/>Both Veronica and Delilah stood on opposite sides of the suicide doors and faced each other. Not so much posing for looks here but as if standing in an honor guard waiting for the next set of attendants to depart the steam-herse.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>