Yvette was despondent. She spent a lot of time and money being trained for a career in mortuary science, but she gradually learned that the recession and greater longevity of possible clients resulted in fewer opportunities to realize her cherished ambition.
However, Yvette was certainly flexible, both physically and psychologically. She soon concluded that she needed a change in career plans. Maybe do something that would be both lucrative and creative. Performance art? The dance? Acting?
But successful strippers don't merely disrobe; they must have a gimmick. That was known as far back in time as the days of Gypsy Rose Lee. It would have to be a novel one, too.
So the thought. She had studied mortuary science at the Southern Mississippi School for Mortuary Science. While she was there, she took some courses in Ecdysiast Arts; so she decided to be Yvette the Stripping Mortician!
She developed a death-themed routine, starting off dressed in a clinical white lab coat, and gradually removing successive garments until she was down to some steel panties and a provocative halter. Because she was a good Catholic girl from Metarie, and because she was a trained professional in mortuary science, she refused to go topless and kept an element of class in her act. The music she selected for her performances included Requiems, Bach's Toccata, and climaxed with Dies Irae! For some unknown reason, she adopted an assault rifle as a prop.
Way to go, Yvette!