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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Friday December 14th 2001
Skeeter glanced in the mirror and brushed his dark hair back with his hand before opening the front door of his Bleecker Street apartment. He looked down as he heard her footsteps in the stairwell below and saw her long dark hair and her fur jacket as she climbed the stairs to his apartment.
"Hi there good looking," Nicole said looking up into his handsome face as she quickly reached the landing on his floor.
"Hay Baby," he said in his slow southern accent standing in front of his open apartment door.
"How ya doing?" she asked walking towards his door.
"Better now," he said admiring her long legs in the short leather skirt and the black tights she was wearing.
"Come on in," he said standing back to invite her in.
"So this is your bachelor pad," she said smiling as she walked in the door.
"Yeah this is it Baby," he said watching her take off her jacket and toss it onto his futon sofa.
"Where you busy when I called?" she asked glancing around the sparsely furnished living room that overlooked Bleecker Street.
"No. I wasn't too busy. I was supposed to meet a client," he lied. He glanced at the clock to check the time. He'd have to remember to call Elizabeth back later and tell her he wasn't coming by as planned. He'd make that call if he was sure he was going to get lucky with Nicole.
"You going to offer me something to drink?" she asked taking a seat on the futon and crossing her legs seductively as the short skirt rose up high on her thighs.
"I got some wine," he said remembering the partially full bottle of wine that Jan had brought over a few days ago.
"Sounds good," she said watching him walk towards the kitchen. She picked up the girly magazine from the coffee table and looked through it. She opened the page with the centerfold.
"Hay aren't you too young for that," he said smiling as he walked back into the living room with a glass of wine in one hand and a beer for himself in the other.
"Did you know I'm going to be posing for Playbody?" she said taking the wine from his hand and smiling at him seductively.
"Really?" he asked surprised.
"Yeah, soon. I had an appointment the other day but we had that ice storm and I had to cancel," she said.
"Wow I bet you'll look good. I'll buy several copies of that issue," he said noticing the low cut sweater she was wearing.
"I'll give you the issue, autographed if you want," she said putting her wineglass on the coffee table as he took a seat beside her on the futon.
"Yeah. I'd like that," he said putting his arm on the back of the futon frame and allowing his hand to fall on her shoulder.
"What do you want me to say in the autograph…. maybe… Love Nicole, your neighbor that dropped by to borrow some sugar," she said smiling.
"Yeah. Or maybe my neighbor who came by and gave me some sugar," he said pulling her closer to him.
"I couldn't do that could I Skeeter? I mean you're still married," she said allowing him to pull her closer to him.
"I told you that Tiffany and I are almost divorced," he said referring to their conversation the other night at the bar.
"She seemed upset at the party last night when I told her that I had met you," Nicole said.
"That's her problem Baby," Skeeter said as his lips touched the skin on her neck.
"She won't be stopping by tonight or anything like that will she?" Nicole asked feeling his hand under the back of her sweater.
"Nope," he said skillfully unhooking the clasp.
"She doesn't have a key?" she asked.
"Nope. You going to talk all night?" he said anxious to get started.
"No, I said I came by for some sugar," she said smiling as she unbuttoned the top buttons on his shirt and ran her fingers through the hair on his chest.
Jan slid into the back seat of the limo and James her driver closed the door. He walked to the front of the long white car and opened the door on the driver's side and got into the car.
"Where would you like for me to take you next Miss Morgan?" he asked glancing in the mirror at her angry face.
CONTINUED MONDAY. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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