Some days Dean went home from work so mad he couldn't talk to anyone for hours.Dean wasn't dating, but he wasn't a hermit. He had a lot of friends and...they got together regularly. He would have liked to have had a little love in his life. But He was still young and wasn't desperate. He figured it would come eventually.A mutual friend invited Dean to dinner that evening. There was nothing unusual about that and Dean accepted gladly. When he showed up he was introduced to Roger's cousin, Erin.. It was so sexy and her cleavage was tormenting me. Every time I caught myself looking at it I would take a long sip from my beer. We talked about stupid things: how shitty our nights were, our failed love lives, and she mentioned college but I was in no mood to talk about that. She walked towards the couch and dropped her cell phone. She bent over to pick it up and my eyes shamefully watched her ass. She was 25, tan from weekend days at the beach, still thin like she has always been, and has. I’ve got someone down there to get details and find out which solicitor handled the vendors side. I’ll know that shortly. Local people say that a Mrs Eloise Bowman lived there with her son. She died last year. He’s in his mid twenties doing a doctorate at uni, but at the moment we don’t know which one. ‘Somewhere up north’ was the best we could get.”“But there’s nothing recent?”“No Sir, it doesn’t look like it’s been disturbed in years. I’m glad I didn’t see it when it was fresh, must have been. At the end of the week the policearrested the two suspects. They found one of the thugs' fingerprints inthe house and the others DNA where he had pissed in one of toilets and hadan overspray. Confronted with the evidence, they both pleaded guilty.The police warned Ellen and Heather, that didn't mean there wouldn't bemore visitors.A terrified Ellen called Derrick and explained the situation. She askedif he could stay in her home for a few weeks. Derrick jumped at herinvitation.Ellen could.