Soap Opera "As The Mouse Moves" - Monday May 16th 2005
Tiffany glanced at her reflection in the mirror of her living room. She had spent the last two hours changing clothes hoping to look just right when her boss stopped by this evening. The telephone on the coffee table rang and she walked over to pick it up. "Hello," she said as she held the phone and walked back to the mirror to check her hair.
"Is he there yet?" her sister Starlene asked referring to Jake.
"No, he's not here yet. I'm afraid I'm going to have a heart attack, I'm so nervous," Tiffany admitted.
"You put the computer where I told you to?"
"What are you wearing?"
"Jeans and a white cotton blouse," Tiffany said.
"Don't you think you should put on something a little sexier?"
"No, he's my boss. I have to look casual. I don't want him to think I'm coming on to him. Well, not until I do," Tiffany said. "If I have the guts to even do that."
"Look you've got to. If you don't get him first then Nina surely will," Starlene said remembering the leggy model that works for Jake. "I think you should wear something sexy. You want him to think maybe you would."
"Well, I do have on lacy lingerie that shows just a little when I leave the first button of the blouse open."
"Leave open two buttons and push up honey. You've got to get this man," Starlene said with authority.
"He's here. I hear a knock on the door."
"I'll let you go. Call me when he's in the shower," Starlene said.
"Starlene don't get your hopes up too high," Tiffany said as she walked towards the door with the phone.
"My advice is easy. Do it, girl. Talk to you later," Starlene said hanging up the phone. Tiffany put the phone on the table near the door. She pushed her shoulders back and sucked in her tummy as she opened the door.
"Hi Jake," she said smiling as their eyes met.
"Hi Tiffany. I hope you don't mind, one of your neighbors was coming in so I just walked into the building without buzzing your intercom," he said as she stood back for him to enter her apartment.
"Oh that's fine. I knew it was you," she said as she closed the door.
"So this is where you live," he said glancing around the living room.
"Yes, this is my little castle," she said modestly.
"It's nice, very nice. You've done a lot here," he said as his eyes traveled around the living room.
"I'll show you the rest of the place," she said as he followed her to the kitchen. "This is my tiny kitchen," she said as he glanced in.
She could feel his eyes on her hips in the tight jeans she was wearing as he followed her through the living room to the hallway.
"This is my guest bedroom," she said as she pushed open the door to the bedroom where her sister once lived.
"Very nice," Jake said as they continued to the bedroom next door.
"This is my bedroom," Tiffany said as she walked in and motioned for him to join her. "I put the computer over here," she said nodding towards a small desk under the window that overlooked Bleecker Street.
"Great. We can get started," he said walking to the desk and taking a seat. He turned on the computer and glanced out of the window. "Nice view of Bleecker Street," he said looking down on a crowd of NYU students on the sidewalk below.
"Yes, it's a wild street to watch," she admitted as she watched him staring out of her bedroom window. She thought about Starlene's suggestion about her blouse and quickly unbuttoned another button.
"And your husband lives next door," he asked nodding towards Skeeter's apartment.
"Yes. But he's my ex-husband," she said. "He just happens to be my neighbor too."
"That's wonderful that the two of you get along so well," he said.
"Yes, it's nice," Tiffany said thankful Skeeter was hundreds of miles away at a trade show in Atlanta.
"Everything looks good here Tiffany," Jake said glancing at the computer screen.
"Oh good. Then maybe we'll have some time to talk instead of work for a chance," Tiffany said as she leaned over his shoulder allowing her bosom to press into his arm.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE SOAP PHOTOS BELOW.