Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Thursday December 2nd 2004
"Hey Baby," Skeeter said as his ex-wife and neighbor Tiffany opened the front door of her apartment.
"Hey Skeeter," she said staring blankly at him.
"Well aren't you going to invite me in?"
"Okay," she said as he walked into her living room carrying a small bag from his lingerie store "Next to Nothing." She closed the door and followed him into the living room.
"I brought you a little present Baby," he said handing her the bag before taking a seat on her sofa.
"Thanks," she said placing the bag on the coffee table and taking a seat beside him.
"Go on, see what I brought you," he said pointing to the bag.
She picked up the bag and opened it. She pulled out a red sheer thong and top that was trimmed in white feathers with a tag "Mrs. Santa."
"Thanks," she said starting to put it back into the bag.
"Go ahead. Try it on Baby," he said.
"Come on Baby. You'll look great in that. All the girls are buying them," he said regretting his words immediately.
"Oh, so all the girls are buying them! Are they trying them on for you too?"
"No," he said shaking his head.
"Are the girls dancing for you too?" she asked through narrowed eyes. She couldn't quit thinking that her stripper roommate Deanna had danced for him while she was out of town. He had rented her the room without Tiffany ever meeting her first as she had requested.
"What's the matter with you Tiffany?"
"You know what's the matter with me Skeeter?"
"If I knew I wouldn't ask you?"
"I want to know if Deanna danced for you when you interviewed her?"
"Oh that again," he said getting up and walking towards her kitchen.
She quickly got up and followed him towards the refrigerator watching him closely as he took out a beer and popped the top. "Well, did she dance for you Skeeter?"
"No. I told you she didn't," he lied.
"Did she pull up her blouse and show you her girls, like she does for everyone else?"
"No. I don't like this line of questioning either."
"Well she's showed her girls to everybody else that's been in this apartment."
"Who? Who else?"
"Me, Starlene and Vinny. Anybody that stands still or pays to get into that club sees her girls."
"Oh stop it Tiffany. You're just jealous of her cause she's got... " He stopped himself.
"Oh! So you think I'm jealous of her implants!" she said as she followed him back into the living room.
"Stop it Tiffany. The girl's well endowed. You're pretty, why are you so jealous?"
"I'm not jealous. I just don't trust her. I can't live like this Skeeter! I can't live with a stripper in my apartment. A stripper and your Mafia roommate Vinny always over here hanging around!"
"What do you expect me to do?" he asked before taking a long sip of his beer and burping loudly.
"Don't act so innocent Skeeter. You moved her in while I was gone. You moved Vinny in. This is all your fault."
"I'm going home," he said walking towards the front door.
"Here take this with you," she said walking towards him with the bag containing the Mrs. Santa outfit.
"Keep it. Maybe Deanna will want it," he said.
"Oh I'm going to kill you!" she said rushing towards him.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.