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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Tuesday April 15th 2003
"Aren't we going out tonight?" Starlene asked as her older lover Stanley sat beside her on the sofa. The candles flickered on the coffee table of the apartment she and her sister share overlooking Washington Square Park.
"If you want honey. But we have plenty of time, Tiffany's gone," he said reaching under her sweater and fumbling with the hook on her lingerie.
"I thought you were going to take me to a late dinner," Starlene whined taking another sip of her wine and placing the glass back on the coffee table.
"You said you ate pizza to hold you over until later. Why don't we make nice to each other while Tiffany's gone, then we'll go to dinner" he said pulling her closer to him.
"I want to go to the Rainbow Room Stanley. You promised me," she said as his kissed her neck and continued to struggle with the hook.
"We'll go, but I don't want to waste the mood honey," he said not wanting to waste the sporadic return of his masculine abilities.
"I can't wait until we're married Stanley," she said hoping later tonight they could discuss the wedding plans and hopefully set the date.
"Me too honey," he lied as the hook suddenly released. The softness of her voluptuous bosom warmed his arthritic fingers.
"Really Stanley, that's the first time you've said that," she said excitedly turning to look at him.
"Come here honey, we'll talk later," he said pulling her towards him as he heard the front door of the apartment open.
"I heard the door Stanley," Starlene said gently pushing him away.
"Starlene are you still home?" Tiffany called out turning on the light in the dark hallway.
"Yeah. I'm in here with Stanley," Starlene said pulling down her sweater in the front as Stanley moaned and tucked in his white shirt.
"Oh hi Stanley," Tiffany said walking into the dimly lit room and noticing the bottle of wine on the coffee table and their disheveled hair.
"Hello Tiffany how are you?" Stanley asked reaching for his glass of wine on the coffee table and taking a long sip.
"Okay. I'm so sorry to interrupt. I thought you guys were going out to dinner at the Rainbow Room tonight," Tiffany said noticing Starlene's sweater and that her sister's lingerie was displaced from her voluptuous figure.
"Oh we are later. Stanley and I were just talking about our wedding. Weren't we Stanley?" Starlene asked as she watched him brush his hand through his graying hair.
"Right. How was Amir?" Stanley asked.
"Oh Starlene you told him I was with Amir?"
"Yeah why not?" Starlene asked.
"Don't either one of you tell anyone that I was with Amir. Okay?" Tiffany asked frowning as she glanced from one to the other.
"Sure," they answered in unison.
"Amir's wife was found in front of the house on his island late last night," Tiffany said remembering the conversation she had with her lover in his limo only a few minutes ago.
"Is she dead?" Starlene asked excitedly.
"No. But she's barely alive, and she's relapsed into a coma. The doctors don't think she'll live."
"Wow that's big news Tiffany," Starlene said taking a sip of her wine.
"Yes, he doesn't want anyone to know I was with him. You know it wouldn't look good in light of everything that's going on," she said.
"Did he ask you about Brandon?" Starlene asked.
"Starlene!" Tiffany said glancing towards Stanley to let her sister know she didn't want to discuss her secret lunch with the wealthy Broadway Theater owner.
"Stanley already knows all about Brandon and your big lunch date. Don't you Stanley?" Starlene asked smiling at her wealthy older lover.
"Yes," Stanley said picking up the decanter and refilling his glass with wine.
"Oh. I thought I told you not to say anything about my lunch with Brandon," Tiffany said trying to hide her anger.
"I didn't tell him, he read it in a tabloid. You're a big time star Tiffany," Starlene said envious of her sister's publicity.
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