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(Transcribed by TurboScribe.ai. Go Unlimited to remove this message.) Jacqueline, I was worried you didn't come home

last night.

I tried calling your cell phone- I

know, I turned it off.

Is everything alright?

Well, I don't know.

I guess you and I should talk.

As unpleasant as I'm sure it's going to

be.

Unpleasant?

Why?

I was with Casey last night.

Really?

Yes, and she told me why she ran

off on me.

She told me she slept with you.

But, Magdalene, this is really catching me off

guard.

The truth is, I wanted to tell you

about it.

I wanted to tell you about it so

many times.

But then I thought, well, she's gone anyway,

so what good would it do but to

ruin our friendship?

Calm down, please.

I don't even know how it happened, honest

to God.

She came into my room, she waited for

me to come out of the shower, and

she said so many things.

It was like I lost all better judgement.

I know the feeling.

You must hate me.

Last night I did.

When Casey first told me, I literally almost

hit her.

I wanted to strangle you both.

You know how hard this crazy situation has

been on me.

I know.

It's obviously to find out my best friend

played a role in Casey's disappearance.

I know it doesn't matter now, but I've

never regretted anything so much in my entire

life.

Well, what's done is done.

You didn't spend the night with her, did

you?

Yes, I did.

Oh, no.

Look, I couldn't think straight.

I went to the bar and there she

was, waiting for Widow 57 to show up.

She'd have seen her face when I told

her Widow 57 was me.

Widow 57?

I posed as a rich widow online to

see if she was still out there, looking,

to see if she'd take the bait.

And she did.

I still couldn't quite believe it until I

showed up and saw her sitting there, looking

pretty and innocent as ever, sipping her drink,

ready to start the madness all over again

with a new victim.

It must have been overwhelming for you.

It was, yes.

So, what happened?

How did you leave it with her?

Well, it's always been impossible for me to

resist her sexually.

Last night was no exception.

She seemed excited, actually, about how angry and

distressed I was.

She seemed to take real pleasure in my

suffering.

The first time I saw what Erica was

talking about, when she said Casey had a

dark side, I just thought Erica was being

melodramatic.

Last night, I saw it with my own

eyes.

She's only 18 years old.

What reason could she possibly have for doing

such terrible things to women, for causing so

much pain?

I don't know.

I might not ever know.

I don't think Casey herself has any insight

to her own behaviour.

But there must be something in her background,

in her past, that has filled her with

despair.

And it consumes her and everyone she becomes

involved with.

Besides, I met someone new.

You have?

A girl named Madison.

She's lovely, intelligent, great and bad.

Fun.

How old is she?

Well, a little closer to my age.

Early thirties.

See?

I'm making progress.

It's been hard for me to go forward

with her when I've had this obsession with

Casey.

But now that I've seen Casey and slept

with her again, now I know she's not

the girl I thought I was in love

with.

So you're over her?

So you're cured?

I don't know.

When I think about her, I still feel

that pull, that ache in my heart.

But I know it will subside in time.

I have to move on.

I have to force myself to move on.

And I think Madison might be a step

in the right direction.

What are you going to tell Casey?

I don't know.

I think right now I just need to

take some space.

Too much has happened for me to make

sense of it all without stepping away for

a bit.

Magdalene, I am so sorry.

I know that you understand and that you

forgive me, but in a way that actually

makes me feel worse.

It makes me feel like I should have

had the guts to confess the whole thing

to you sooner.

Look, none of us are at our best

when that little girl is around.

And besides, no one's a saint.

Even me.

Magdalene, I'm so lonely.

I try to concentrate on being a good

mom and on work, just living a good

life, putting everything else out of my mind.

But the truth is I'm scared.

I'm not getting any younger and I don't

have anyone in my life.

I haven't in a long time.

I don't want to grow old by myself.

Darla, you're a beautiful woman.

Besides, I was growing old with someone.

And it's not all that it's cracked up

to be.

I'm happy you're single.

Yeah, because you're this dynamic woman who's just

discovered she's a lesbian.

You're out there taking a big bite out

of life.

But I can't do that.

I'm shy.

I'm a homebody.

I feel out of place going to a

bar or answering personal ads.

I never put myself out there.

And I worry that by the time I

finally get up the courage to try, it'll

be too late.

Darla, it's never too late.

Trust me on that.

Besides, you'll always have me.

We've always had each other to turn to.

At the worst of times, I don't know

what I would have done without you when

I was going through my divorce.

Thank you, Maggie.

That means so much to me.

Oh.

You don't ever have to be lonely when

you have me in your life.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

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Oh.

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Oh, God, I love those.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh,

God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh,

God.

Oh, God.

I'm going to have to take them off.

Oh, my God, what are you doing to

me?

Oh, my God.

I don't know.

But I like it.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, turn around and stand up.

Okay.

I have to get you up on your

back.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

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oh oh oh oh

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oh oh oh

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oh oh oh oh oh Oh, oh, ah!

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, God.

Oh!

Ah, you're so

hot!

What?

Oh.

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Would you do the same thing to me

as I was going to do to you?

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Hmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm.

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Oh

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I'm not good at having leg cramps!

It hurts!

It hurts!

This isn't fun.

I'm not good at having leg cramps.

I don't even have a cramp!

I'm not even trying to do it!

It's hurting me, it hurts!

This is my last chance!

I'm not going to do it anymore.

I want a surgery!

I just want to go home!

I don't know what to

say,

I don't know how to say it, I

don't know how to say it, I don't

know how to say it, I don't know

how to say it, I don't know how

to say it, I don't know how to

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