Prideview Apartments

WHO: Tamara Riley and Denny Duquette
WHERE: Their Penthouse
WHEN: Tuesday Evening
RATING: PG-13. For now.
STATUS: Incomplete

Tamara was done playing nice. She was tired of waiting around and watching idly while he just kept getting more miserable. His fiance' was lucky she didn't put her out of existence, but Tamara had done well for herself trying to change. She licked her lips and looked at herself in the mirror. Short jean skirt and white tank top. That should do the trick. She could have had him anytime she wanted him with a touch of her hands, she just hadn't because she had respect for him and what was his somehow.

However, she was tired of playing it nice. Tamara didn't do well with nice anymore. She most certainly didn't do good waiting around in the shadows waiting for things to happen either. As usual, Izzie was at work, it wasn't anything different then any other night in the house. Her and Denny were left alone far too often together. It was nice that Izzie trusted Denny, but really, she didn't know what Tamara was capable of, nor what she was like.

She slipped into Denny's room where he was laying down and watching TV, leaning in the doorway.

"Hey there stranger, can I join you?"

Who: Vivian and Martha
Where: Vivian's apartment
When: Tuesday evening
Why: Hey, she promised to come back
Rating: Smut. Duh.

As soon as Martha had said she was coming, Vivian had busied himself tidying up the place, making it all neat and nice for Mommy. He'd done nothing but think of her since she'd left, about what they'd done and how much he wanted it again. He'd washed the sheets reluctantly because they smelled of her, and he didn't want to lose that, but clean bedding was probably for the best. Now he sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for her to arrive, his feet nervously kicking.