AS THE MOUSE

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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Tuesday October 2^nd 2001
"Skeeter come in," Elizabeth said opening the door to her penthouse overlooking  Fifth Avenue to the handsome southerner.
"Hay Baby.  How ya doin?" he asked in his thick southern accent walking inside the door and towards her sofa.
"I'm fine," she said closing the door and following him into the living room. "How did your business meeting go last night?" she asked referring to the fact he was supposed to come to her penthouse for their regular secret weekly rendezvous. He had called panicky saying he had to work late.
"Good, it went real good," he lied remembering how Jan had kept him up all night. Jan had become suspicious that he was seeing Elizabeth after her dinner with her Father Stanley.  Elizabeth had told Jan's Father Stanley a few days ago that Skeeter came by weekly to enjoy a good 'work out.'  Since Stanley broke up with Elizabeth years ago she had wanted an opportunity to make the older man jealous.
"Well how good. Did you get an order?" Elizabeth asked taking a seat beside Skeeter on her sofa. Her silk negligee fell open in the front revealing her long legs.
"Not yet."
"I see.  Well if this business meeting didn't make you rich then I suppose you're still interested in me buying you your own lingerie store?" she asked bending forward to pick up her martini and pour him a whiskey from the decanter on the coffee table.
"Yeah.  I mean, sure Baby.  You know I'd like to own my own store. We'd be great business partners," he said glancing at her legs as she handed him his drink.
"You sure you were in a business meeting last night and that's why you didn't come over?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, of course.  What do you think?"
"Well, I knew you weren't with your wife."
"What does that mean?"
"You didn't see the newspapers?"
"No. What are you talking about?" he asked as his eyes narrowed.
"There was a picture of her leaving Amir Hada's Upper East Side mansion last night."
"Let me see it."
"I threw it away," she lied.
"What else did the paper say?"
"That Amir's wife has gone back to his island with her Mother.  Seems the poor woman lapsed back into a coma after seeing a picture of your wife Tiffany on the front page of the newspaper with her husband Amir."
"I ought to sue him," Skeeter said jumping up from the sofa and starting to pace the living room.
"Why? Do you want her back?"
"That ain't got nothing to do with it."
"Yes it does.  Do you want her back?"
"Hell no." he lied.
"Then why would you sue Amir?'
"Because he's messin' with my wife."
"Why haven't you divorced her already?"
"She won't give me a divorce," he lied.
"I can help you with that Skeeter and buy you a store.  Do you want me to?"
"Sure," he said as he stopped pacing and turned to look at her.  He noticed that her negligee was fully open in the front and her long legs crossed.
"Then come here.  We need to come to an agreement," she said patting the sofa cushion beside her. He stepped forward watching as she leaned back on the pillow uncrossing her legs smiling at him seductively.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.