Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Wednesday August 14th 2002
"Want me to leave?" Starlene asked. She stood at the door of Tiffany's bedroom of their apartment overlooking Washington Square Park watching her sister get dressed.
"No. Here, tie this halter top for me," Tiffany said turning around with her back to her younger sister as she held the halter to her voluptuous bosom.
"Are you sure you don't want me to leave? I mean you really need some time alone with Amir," Starlene said.
"No. Just stay here. He called from a pay phone on the corner. He'll be here any minute," Tiffany said as Starlene finished tying the halter-top. The buzzer rang in the living room.
"Want me to get it?" Starlene asked.
"Yeah and hurry. I don't want him waiting in the lobby too long, someone might see him," Tiffany said picking up her brush and stroking her long blonde hair as Starlene rushed out of the bedroom towards the living room.
"Yes we're expecting him," Starlene said holding the button on the intercom as she talked to the doorman downstairs in the lobby of their building overlooking Washington Square Park.
"He's here," Starlene yelled out as she walked towards the front door of the apartment and opened it so that Amir wouldn't have to wait in the hallway. She heard the sound of the elevator as it reached the seventh floor and the door opened.
"Starlene," Amir said smiling as he stepped off the elevator.
"Hi Amir. Come in," she said stepping back for him to enter the apartment then closing the door behind them.
"Gee, I'm so sorry about your wife Amir," Starlene said as they walked together towards the living room.
"This is nightmare. Worse nightmare I ever know," he said in his broken English as he walked towards the living room.
"Here," Starlene said pointing to the sofa. "Relax. Would you like a drink?"
"What would you like?"
"Anything please," he said smiling when he saw Tiffany walking into the living room behind her sister wearing the tiny halter top. He couldn't help but admire her voluptuous bosom and the curve of her hips in the low-rise tight jeans she was wearing.
"Amir," she said walking towards him pleased to see the sparkle in his eyes as she approached him.
"My darling," he said standing and walking towards her. He took her into his arms and held her close feeling aroused by the familiar smell of her perfume.
"I'm so sorry Amir," she whispered as he kissed her softly on the cheek as he brushed her blonde hair from her face.
"Excuse me. I made you a drink too Tiffany," Starlene said walking towards them with two glasses of wine.
"Thank you very much," Amir said taking a glass as he watched Tiffany take the other glass and sit down on the sofa. He sat down beside her putting his arm around her.
"Do they have any word on your wife Amir?" Starlene asked standing in front of the sofa looking down at her sister and her lover.
"No more than you hear on report," he said pointing to the TV.
"I know this is hard for you," Starlene said.
"Never in my life anything happen so horrible," he said taking a sip of his wine.
"I'm going to run to the store and leave you two alone," Starlene said walking towards the front door.
"That's okay Starlene," Tiffany said as she felt Amir's hand touch her thigh.
Starlene glanced back seeing Amir's hand on Tiffany's thigh. "I think the two of you need some time alone. I have some things to do. I'll call before I come back," she said picking up her keys and walking out of the door.
"Do you think this was a good idea to come here like this? I mean someone might have seen you," Tiffany said as she listened to Starlene's key turn in the lock. She turned to look at her lover. The light in his eyes consumed her. Their lips met. She felt his fingers untying the tiny halter-top.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.