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Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Friday October 10th 2003
Tiffany stood behind the red velvet rope and watched as the photographers quickly aimed their cameras towards the limo at the curb.
"Brandon, Brandon, over here Brandon," the photographers screamed as the flashes brightened the red carpet leading to the new Broadway Theatre set to open in a few minutes.
Tiffany strained to see beyond the flashes and the elbows of the eager paparazzi. She caught a glimpse of her lover Brandon's handsome face as he stood in the distance talking with one of the reporters from a TV gossip show. Her heart sank when she saw the beautiful woman standing beside him on the red carpet.
"Who's that woman with Brandon Douglas," a reporter asked.
"Dunno," another photographer admitted.
"He's the owner of the theatre so she must be somebody special," one of the photographers said as they snapped pictures.
"Look at that dress she's wearing, would you? She really likes working it for the cameras too," a reporter said as they snapped pictures of the woman turning to pose beside Brandon.
Tiffany grimaced as she listened to the reporters and watched as her lover Brandon gazed at the sexy woman beside him clearly enjoying the limelight.
"He's always got a good looking babe on his arm. I've heard he never goes to bed with the same woman twice," one of the photographers said as Tiffany stepped forward to watch the limos pulling up in front of the new theatre.
"With that much money a man can have them all," another older photographer said as he changed the lens on his camera.
"Look. I see another familiar face."
"Whose that?" another photographer asked.
"It's Stanley Morgan."
"Look at that chick on his arm would you," a young reporter said snapping away as Tiffany leaned forward to see her sister Starlene walking down the red carpet on Stanley's arm. Starlene had called her at the last minute and told her that Stanley had been invited to the opening and he was taking her. Starlene had asked if Tiffany would like to walk with them on the red carpet. Tiffany had declined thinking three was always too many.
"Man is that girl hot," a photographer said as Starlene lifted her arm and pushed her long blonde hair up on her head and posed.
"Get some good shots of her. Her name is Starlene and her picture is going to be worth something," a photographer said pushing to get closer to the front of the rope holding back the paparazzi.
"How's that?" another photographer yelled out.
"The publicist over there," he said nodding towards the well-dressed woman at the end of the red carpet. "She told me that this chick is going to be in Playbody's next issue," the photographer said as his flash went off repeatedly.
"Wow, can't wait to see that," the two reporters said in unison as they elbowed each other to get closer to the red velvet rope.
Tiffany stepped back as Brandon and his date walked past and went into the theatre. She was relieved that he didn't see her behind the crowd. She was shocked to see that the photographers had lost interest in Brandon, the owner of theatre, but instead were focused on her sister Starlene.
"Tiffany", Starlene called out leaving Stanley to walk towards the rope as the glare of flashes went off in her face.
"Starlene, Starlene!" the photographers screamed as they flashed pictures. Starlene leaned over the red velvet rope to wave for Tiffany to come to the front.
"Hi boys! This is my sister Tiffany," she said pulling Tiffany by the arm as the photographers snapped pictures of Starlene's bulging bosom which was barely covered by the sheer gown she was wearing.
"No Starlene. I don't want to be in the pictures," Tiffany said almost in a whisper.
"Why Tiffany? This is fun," Starlene said as she noticed one photographer was standing on a milk crate to get shots looking down on her cleavage.
"Because, Brandon had another date and I'm embarrassed," Tiffany whispered in her sister's ear.
"Are you sure? Don't you want to be seen by everyone in New York?" Starlene asked.
"No, and especially by Amir," Tiffany said in a whisper.
"What?" Starlene asked as Tiffany stepped back away from her.
"Over there," Tiffany said motioning towards the limo at the curb.
Starlene turned to see Amir walking the red carpet with a beautiful strange woman wearing a tiara and a long evening dress.
CONTINUED MONDAY. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.