#396313 - Jill nodded at Cletus and yelled over the rumble of the big Harleys that her name was Jill as Duke dropped the big bike into gear roared off onto the highway, leaving a trail of dust and flying pebbles in their wake. They rode along in silence for the next ten minutes until Bill asked her, Where are you headed to, Jill? I don't really know, she replied, maybe Los Angeles. It had been almost two days since she had run away from home, and it had been over two days since she had anything to eat! Miserable is how she felt, but not half as bad if she would have stayed in that fucking hell hole her mother called a home! Her father, no make that step father, had been using her either for a punching bag or his own personal little sex toy, and when she finally couldn't take it anymore, she ran out of the house with just the clothes on her back.