(The apartment. Kit is drinking tea and has become much more in control since she was saved, though she isn't quite back to her usual self. Terrance sits down with a glass of cola.)

Terrance: All right, let's hear it.

Kit: (sighs) It was years ago. We both lived in the same town and went to the same grade school. Meggy and I were ok friends, though she got on my nerves at times. Anyway, so she had a large birthday sleepover with four or five girls, you know, typical girl stuff. I was expecting a dull evening, but when I got there I saw the most gorgeous creature I had ever seen in my life... green eyes, black hair... I was stunned. She was two years older than me and always had a sort of glimmer in her eyes... I can't explain it very well. Anyway, we got off to a nice start and spent a lot of the night talking to each other... most of the other girls thought I was kinda weird anyway. Then, she asked me to wait for everyone else to go to sleep and come to her room. I did so, and we made love.

Terrance: (taking a drink) How old were you then?

Kit: Fourteen.

Terrance: (spits out her drink) Fourteen?!

Kit: Yeah. So, anyway, we kept doing the same thing for about a year until we were found out. When everyone knew what was going on, I confessed my love for her.

Terrance: And then?

Kit: She cracked one of my ribs.

Terrance: Seriously?

Kit: (nods) She came to see me in the hospital, though... she told me to leave town and if I ever said a word about love to her ever again, she was going to beat me and leave me in a ditch somewhere. So when I healed, I left. My parents didn't really care since their business was mobile and they had known I was gay for a long time... confidentially, I had two daddies. Then someone sent me an obituary column saying she committed suicide. That's it.

Terrance: You're okay now?

Kit: (sighs) I'm fine. Just don't wake me up tomorrow... Jeff can wank himself hard and slippery, I refuse to go to work.

Terrance: (disturbed) Yeah... just go to bed, Kit.

Kit: (V.O.) Murphy's Law is a bitch, but sometimes a nice partner can help you through it. Wait a frick! She kissed me! What the hell was that about? I mean... she kissed me! My straight, heterosexual partner! Well, I assumed she was... oh, damnation and hellfire, I'm just going to sleep!