AS THE MOUSE

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Monday November 13^th, 2000
Tiffany's heart raced as she listened to Laney talking on her cell phone in the back of the cab as they headed towards Laney's apartment on the Upper East Side.  She didn't want Laney to know she was listening to her conversation with Stanley Morgan.  The last thing she needed now was to be at Laney's apartment and have Stanley stop by.  Stanley had made so many passes at her recently, she certainly didn't want her new friend to know her older boyfriend was chasing her.
"Okay Daddy," Laney said hanging up the phone.
"You call Stanley Daddy?"
"When he makes me mad".
"What did he do?"
"Oh.  He's getting more impossible all the time.  He was suppose to come by this afternoon and now he's acting like he might not."  Laney said throwing the phone back into her full purse.
"I can just go home."
"We're here now," Laney said as the cab pulled over to a townhouse on the Upper East Side.  She took twenty dollars from her purse and handed it to the driver.  "Keep the change", she said opening her door and sliding out.
Tiffany slid out of the back of the cab and it sped off as if it had been called to a fire.  No chance to change her mind, she thought as she followed Laney to the front door of the townhouse.  She stood behind her new friend as she unlocked the door and opened it.
"This is it!"  Laney said proudly waving her hand for Tiffany to come into her living room.
"This is incredible!"  Tiffany said walking in taking off her coat. She took a seat on the plush white sofa that was surrounded by large plants and heavy glass tables.
"I'll get us a drink.  Want some wine?"  Laney asked taking off her coat and throwing it over a chair.
"Is Stanley coming over?"
"No I don't think so. He's being mean today.  You want wine?"
"Sure."
"Throw your feet up and make yourself at home", Laney said walking towards the kitchen. 
Tiffany glanced around the beautifully furnished living room and wondered if Stanley paid for all of this or if Laney's modeling in Playbody afforded her these luxuries.
"How about this?"  Laney asked stopping by the stereo with a bottle of wine and turning on the music.
"That's nice," Tiffany said as she watched Laney's large implants  bounce around in the low cut sweater as she danced with a bottle of wine to the Latin beat.
"I just love anything Latin.  Their music and especially their men," Laney said loudly over the music as she walked over to the coffee table and poured two glasses of wine.
Tiffany raised the glass and held it towards Laney as a toast "To you Laney".
"To us", Laney said taking a big sip of the wine, placing the glass back on the table.  She walked over and took a seat on the sofa next to Tiffany.
"So you want to move in here?"
"This is really nice Laney.  Do you have the lease on this?" Tiffany asked thinking that surely this was Stanley Morgan's apartment.
"Of course I do."
"It's not Stanley's?"
"No.  It was Stanley's.  I'm smarter than that!" she said smiling proudly.
"Wow.  Why would you want a roommate though?"  Tiffany asked thinking surely after doing a feature in Playbody that Laney was set financially for a long time.
"I need the bread.  I spent most of the money from Playbody.  I love clothes you know.  I need more money.  I don't like depending on Stanley, cause I get mad at him.  Besides I haven't had any modeling jobs lately," she said pouting.
"Why?"
"Cause of this," she said quickly standing and pulling up her sweater.
Tiffany stared in disbelief as Laney held up her sweater revealing her well endowed chest.
"I'm not talking about these things," she said jiggling her chest and laughing.  "I've already paid for them.  It's this," she said rubbing her protruding stomach.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE PHOTOS BELOW.