"My condolences," Henry grinned nevertheless.To his surprise, Ellen reached up with her hand and pulled his head down. Her lips were soft and inviting... yielding to his tongue, and Henry felt her deep yearning for tenderness as they kissed."There!" she said defiantly. "I've wanted to do this since the evening Ted disappeared." Not exactly the grieving widow, are you?" Henry drawled."For a while I thought there had to be something good in Ted. Something that was buried deep inside him. I was. It was the long way around, but she figured it counted for practice.Megan was waiting on the porch when Susan drove up. She was wearing short shorts and a camisole top, and her bra straps were showing; Susan rolled her eyes but said nothing. If her friend wanted to look like what she considered to be silly, it was her right, after all.Megan came right out to see the car. "Not bad," she said after looking it over briefly. "It ought to get you around." That's pretty much what I want out of it,". Mark's bedroom was high enough to see over her fenceinto her backyard.The four guys had just come home from college, and Mark had spotted herthe second day he was home. Apparently she had just moved in theprevious month. Mark didn't even know her name, but he could describeher entire body from her head to her toes. Mark described her as a gorgeous redhead with a huge rack. Mark wasn'texactly tactful when it came to women, thought Dale. Dale found thisamusing, as Mark was usually a very polite. Now standing naked and alone; a spine tingling chill ran down her back as she wondered just how she had managed to get herself into this, all alone in a strange house and in this particular situation and whether or not she really had the courage to do exactly as she was told.She now turned her attention to the items on the table and the first item she picked up was a bright red satin Basque, she set this to one side and then began to go through the few meagre items that remained on the table..