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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday December 13th 2001
Skeeter dialed the number to his secret lover Elizabeth's Fifth Avenue penthouse and listened to the phone ring. He glanced at the clock and realized that he was supposed to be at her penthouse in only twenty minutes and he'd just hung up with Nicole telling her to come over. He just couldn't resist the pretty young woman but didn't want to lose his rich lover either. He brushed back his dark hair with his hand as he tried to think quickly what excuse he could use to cancel their regular rendezvous tonight.
"Hello," she answered blowing out the match after lighting the candles on her coffee table.
"Hay Baby," Skeeter said in his most seductive voice.
"Skeeter. Hello," she said as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall. She turned to the side to admire the sheer negligee and her bust line in the new French Cut Push Up lingerie she had purchased for tonight.
"How ya doin' Baby," Skeeter said hoping she was in a good mood.
"Ready for you Darling," she said dimming the lamp beside the sofa to flatter her aging skin.
"Somethin's come up tonight," he said in his slow southern accent as he paced the floor of his Bleecker Street living room clutching his phone.
"What do you mean?" she asked annoyed.
"I mean I got a call from one of my clients and I have to meet with them tonight," he lied.
"But this is our evening Darling. I'm all ready for you," she said thinking about how many hours she had spent in the spa having a body mask.
"I'm sorry Baby. I can make it up to you."
"Yes, but Skeeter I'm really ready. I have a surprise for you tonight," she said taking a seat on the sofa as the sheer gown fell open in the front.
"Can it wait?" he asked not wanting to anger his wealthy older lover.
"No, darling it can't wait."
"What if I'm just a little late then. I could call you later," he said hoping to put her off a while.
"Look Darling, I don't know why you would agree to meet with some client when we have plans this evening," she said realizing she had done nothing but fantasize about this evening for days.
"It's work Baby. I need the money"
"I have plenty of money."
"But that's your money Baby."
"I told you'd I'd help you buy your own lingerie store Skeeter."
"You really mean it, Baby?"
"Yes. Of course."
"I'd like that," he said wondering if she really would.
"But you have to do your part in this relationship Darling," she said running her hand over the sheer fabric of her negligee.
"I think I can come by later. How's that?' he asked.
"Should I wait for you?"
"Yeah. Wait for me. I won't be too long," he said as the buzzer on the wall sounded.
"Are you sure Skeeter?" she asked.
"Yeah Baby. I'll call you soon," he said anxious to answer the buzzer.
"Okay then Skeeter. I really want to see you tonight."
"Okay. I promise."
"Good you don't want me to have to come out in the cold in this sheer negligee, do you?" she asked laughing slightly.
"No Baby. No I'll call you," he said walking towards the intercom button on the wall of his living room.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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