Jenny pulled into a parking space in front of the planet. She was jonesin’ for some java. All she could think about was the incredible night of passion she had shared with Bette just one night before. Was she crazy? Maybe. But if she was, so was Bette. It didn’t matter anyway. Jenny hadn’t felt that much pleasure, hadn’t experienced that level of intimacy with anyone since Marina. Marnia. It still put a lump in her throat to think of her. She’ll never know who she really was, what kind of person she was, inside…deep down, truthfull and honest.

Jenny was glad she was moving on.

Inside the Planet…

“Kit! Hey!” (Jenny)

“Hey, girl! How’s it goin’?” (Kit)

“Oh, not too bad, actually. Actually, I’m great.” (smiles as if bedazzled)

“Well, you certainly are enjoying life.”

“I am. I really am.”

“So, did you do anything interesting last night, Jenny?”

“Um…w-well, Kit – Ya know, it was pretty quiet, not much going on. What about you?”

“You’ll never believe this, but I met someone! His name is Benjamin. Ooh girl, he is so fine, and he treats me like such a lady.”

“That’s wonderful, Kit. I’m so happy for you.” (hugs Kit)

“Well, I’m gonna get back home to finish some writing. It was great seeing you.”

“You too, Jenny. Take care of yourself, alright?”

“I will.”

Jenny turns to leave, then turns back to Kit again

“You too.”



*****



It had been a long, gruelling day. Poor and pitiful, that’s how Bette felt around work these days. Without the support of the Peabody Foundation the CAC would surely dissipate. How did she get here? She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She was imagining herself lying in bed, naked and totally free…no worries, no hangups. Just complete peace and tranquility. And then she saw Jenny. There she was, her ivory skin so beautiful, her little delicate features sparkling like diamonds in the hot sun.

*I must be crazy*

Bette was having a hard time figuring out why last night had happend. And working on a Saturday just plain sucked *****. But back to her and Jenny – it didn’t make sense. It was this huge mystery. But it was so ***** enticing. She longed to see Jenny again. If she were to call, what would she say? ” I want you Jenny, right here, right now!” Could she really say something like that to her? They were supposed to be friends, but her desire for her seemed almost involuntary. Like decadent chocolate truffles, when you see them you just HAVE to taste them. She wanted to taste Jenny. Bette reached for the phone and started to dial…