A story following three lesbians and their vastly different lives. This is not another fairytale. You can start from the beginning by clicking on "Chapters".

WARNING: Chapters may contain graphic information.

 

Lakin

I have become a champion hitchhiker. As many times as I’ve found myself with no car and no idea where I am, I’m well versed in all the ways to get someone to give me a ride.

I don’t have my thumb up for more than 5 minutes before a white truck pulls over just ahead of me. I walk up to the passenger side and see a rather large man leering at me. Red flag.

“Hey, baby. What’s a cute little thing like you doing out here?” Red flag. But I need a ride. I decide to feel this guy out a little more.

“Oh, ya know, had a hell of a night last night and I’m just trying to find my way home now.” I put on my best smile and lean into the truck a bit.

“I might be able to help you find your way. It’s not very often I get the chance to help pretty girls.” The creep then licks his lips at me. Red flag. I know what this guy wants. Maybe I can just keep him talking. His truck is the only I’ve seen, and I really need to get home.

“Well, here’s your chance. It would be greatly appreciated.”

“Slide on in, baby. I’ll give you what you need.” He then winks at me.

My stomach turns, but I ignore it and climb in to the white truck.