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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Friday May 21st 2004
Starlene pulled her low cut dress down in the front to further accentuate her full bosom before she opened the door to the restaurant on the Upper West Side. She glanced towards the back of the restaurant and saw Marco waving for her to join him at a table with another handsome man.
"One for dinner," the attractive hostess asked her.
"No… I mean I see my date now," Starlene said walking past the hostess towards the table where Marco was seated with a co-worker.
"Hi honey," Marco said standing up when Starlene approached the table.
"Hi Marco," she said smiling sweetly as he kissed her on the cheek. "Starlene this is George, he's one of the producers I work with," Marco said as the handsome man smiled as he watched her take a seat at the table.
"So you're the producer Marco has been telling me about," she said as she noticed George's eyes on her cleavage.
"Yes. Marco and I have worked together for some time," he said glancing towards Marco as he nodded.
"She's everything I said. Now isn't she?" Marco asked as George's eyes fell on her bosom again.
"Oh yes and more," George said grinning.
"Don't get any ideas now George," Marco kidded.
"Come on Marco you're embarrassing me," Starlene said pretending to be modest.
"Where's that accent from?" George asked.
"Georgia," she said.
"Atlanta? We've got a sister station there," George said.
"No, I'm from Lillard, Georgia. It's a little ways out of Atlanta," she said remembering her rural upbringing.
"Well if all the women look like you then we need to open another station there," George said.
"Don't get any ideas about her George. She's mine," Marco said.
"No I'm not either Marco. I'm a single woman," she said referring to their recent fight. He'd purposely forgotten to tell her that he was married before she started seeing him.
"I told George you're single. He knows," Marco said waving at the waitress to stop at their table. "Bring us another round and a glass of wine for the lady," Marco said.
"Well, tell me Starlene do you have any experience in TV?" George asked.
"Yes," she lied.
"You do? Marco said you didn't," George said glancing at Marco.
"I've been watching TV all my life," she said in her slow southern accent.
"Oh she's a cute one," George said as he picked up his drink and finished it off as the waitress placed fresh drinks on the table.
"I told you," Marco said proudly.
"Okay, let's put it another way. What is your work experience?" George asked.
"I posed for Playbody. Did Marco tell you that?" she asked.
"He mentioned it. Yes," George said wishing he'd subscribed to the magazine.
"Did you see it?" Starlene asked.
"No regretfully not," George said.
"Here, I brought it along to show you, since I don't really have a resume," she said opening her purse and pulling out an envelope as the two men exchanged smiles.
"There you go," she said handing him the picture.
"I see... I see... ," he said feeling warm all over as he looked at the luscious picture then handed it to Marco.
"I've seen it all in person," Marco said.
"Stop braggin' Marco," she said.
"Lucky man. Lucky, lucky, lucky man," George said.
"Well, what kind of job do you have open?" Starlene asked wanting to apply pressure while her image was still fresh in his mind as she folded the picture and put it back into the envelope.
"A new TV talk show," George said.
"What would I do on the show, if I got the job?" she asked.
"Be the hostess," George said.
"Well I've never been a hostess on a TV show but I know I could do it. What's the name of the show?" she asked hopefully.
"Blonde World," George said as the two men smiled at each other then glanced back at her full bosom.
"Like I said. I can do anything I set my mind to. I hope you'll give me a chance," she said leaning back in the chair as she crossed her legs seductively.
CONTINUED MONDAY. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.
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