Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday October 28th 2004
"Well, just look at the time," Deanna said glancing down at her watch. "I have to go. I have a date," she said grinning.
"A date at three o'clock in the afternoon?" Tiffany said still perplexed by her new roommate.
"Yes. You know I told you I hope to attend classes at NYU. Well, I met this wonderful professor. He's taking me to a late lunch," she said getting up from the chair and starting to walk towards the front door.
"When will you move everything in?" Tiffany asked as she and Starlene sat on the sofa watching the extremely buxom brunette.
"Oh, it's almost all here now. I travel light," she said opening the front door to leave.
"Will you be staying here tonight?" Tiffany asked.
"I don't know."
"You're dancing tonight?" Tiffany asked thinking maybe she had to work.
"No, I'm off tonight. But the professor and I might really hit it off," she said grinning as she started to close the door. "Nice meeting you both," Deanna said waving as she closed the door.
"Well I'll be. Can you believe that," Starlene said as her mouth dropped opened.
"What do you think Starlene?" Tiffany asked as her heart raced.
"I think she's a lady-of-the-evening." Starlene said.
"Do you really?"
"Did you see that chest of hers? She makes me look little," Starlene said glancing down at her cleavage in the low-cut sweater she was wearing.
"Looked like implants to me," Tiffany said.
"Yeah, what kind of woman gets implants that size?"
"I don't know. Maybe we're jumping to conclusions. Maybe she's a nice girl."
"Nice girl. I don't know Tiffany. She's a dancer in a club. She's divorced," Starlene said shaking her head.
"Yeah, but I'm divorced too," Tiffany said.
"But those... " Starlene said referring to Deanna's bosom.
"Yeah, well you've got a lot of room to talk Starlene. Look how low-cut your sweater is," Tiffany said.
"Why are you defending her?"
"I don't know," Tiffany said shaking her head. "I guess I just don't want to believe that Skeeter would rent the room to a woman-of-the-evening."
"She did say she might be attending classes at NYU," Starlene said starting to feel sorry for her sister.
"Yeah, but she's going out on a date with a professor now," Tiffany said shaking her head again.
"Gee. I don't know what to think Tiffany."
"I wonder why Skeeter did something like this," Tiffany said getting up from the sofa and starting to pace the living room floor.
"I guess he liked her."
"Are you saying that he had a fling with her and that's why he did this?" Tiffany asked through narrowed eyes.
"No. I didn't say that. But if I were you I'd be asking him a lot of questions."
"Maybe he didn't know all of this," Tiffany said.
"You think he didn't notice all of that," Starlene said glancing down at her own bosom.
"I'm going to kill him," Tiffany said putting her hands on her hips as they heard a knock on the front door.
"Hey Baby, it's me," Skeeter called out in the hallway.
"I think I better go," Starlene said getting up from the sofa.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.