"Hey, Daddy," she said softly.Phillip broke into a broad smile as he gazed at his daughter. She was still in her school uniform though without the sh...es. Even in black and white she was sexy as hell standing there in her pleated skirt and white blouse. Between the knee socks and the hemline of the skirt six inches of tan flesh drew Philllip's eyes. Claire saw where her father's gaze went and she laughed. Elizabeth watched as her daughter sauntered over to where Phillip sat.The tightness in. A tattered pink fabric is tied around her waist, tight messy-white pants trail from the fabric to a armored and spiked-kneepads that are attached to her steel lined boots. She swings one leg playfully as she glares at you from her position. You notice that she seems to be hiding the left side of her body."Well? You gonna answer?" She bursts, and stands from her position, crushing the glass from your broken window with her feet.You see now that her left eye is a blood red, contrary to the sky. 

"You crashed and went into a ditch."

"What?"

Valerie looked back into the front seat and spotted the bottle of liquor. She smelled it on Jillian's breath too, and knew right away this woman had a problem.
"I need some water, please do you have any water?" Jillian pleaded.
 
"I'll get some in my jeep, its right back there, hold on, don't move okay?"
"I'm not goin' anywhere," Jillian stated. She felt sick to her stomach and was so groggy everything looked so fuzzy and distorted.
Valerie ran. I don't know much about bikes but it was a Harley and I do like riding, not that I do it much. Bikes, that is!“Where to?” I asked.He suggested lunch in Gloucester, a city north along the ocean. “Yeah! Know what, I’d love to,” I told him but added that my man couldn’t know so I would have to meet him somewhere else, not at my house. We arranged to meet at a store that I knew in his city. “Be there in an hour,” I said and then showered and shaved everything below my head as I knew I’d be getting.