Ride of her Life ((Countdown and Sinfuldesires))
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				Title: <strong>Ride of her Life ((Countdown and Sinfuldesires))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinfulDesires</strong> on <strong>17-12-2016, 20:08:42</strong>
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				For the last seventeen years,Alexis Clark (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/e4/61/ff/e461ff8ee4843ad8a6701f35895e1d45.jpg) knew only one thing. Abuse...<br><br>She'd struggled from the moment she was born. Her Father was a drunk who liked to take his anger out on her Mother, whose only way of coping was prescription drugs. Rather then dealing with her husbands cruelty and abuse, she numbed herself as much as possible. Taking the beatings and verbal abuse of her husband. Alexis had called the cops multiple times, but they never did anything about it. Her Mother never confessed to her Husband beating her, always coming up with some sort of excuse for the bruises that were on her body. And then when they'd leave she'd end up the one with the bruises instead of her Mother. Alexis knew that she couldn't live like this anymore. She wasn't going to just idly stand by and let herself be used as a punching bag. She hated leaving her Mother behind, but if she wasn't going to stand up for herself and take the fall for her abusive husband, then there wasn't much that she could do to help her. <br><br>That night she grabbed her duffle bag from underneath her bed and began packing. Putting as much of her clothes and toiletries she could fit inside. Slowly sneaking out of her bedroom and into the kitchen. Glancing into the living room to see that her Father was passed out drunk in his recliner once again. A bottle of half drunk beer still in his hand. Her Mother was lying on the couch, staring at the TV with a glazed look in her eyes. She didn't even turn to look in the kitchen. This was her opportunity to get as far away from here as possible. <br><br>She opened up the fridge quietly and took out a few bottles of water, some granola bars from the pantry, and some bread. She wasn't sure where she'd go, but anywhere was better than here.&nbsp; There was a small town ten miles from her house, maybe the local diner would higher her in exchange for a room. She had to do something. She couldn't live her life like this anymore. So once she had the supplies that she needed she went back into her room and retrieved a box from underneath a floorboard that she'd hidden under her bed. Inside was all of the cash that she'd managed to save up over the years. It was a little over two-hundred dollars. She knew that it wasn't a whole lot, but it would be enough for her to get a new start on her life. <br><br>Putting her cash into the bottom of her duffle bag and zipping it up. Making her way to her bedroom window, she unlatched it and pushed the window open. Kicking out the screen protector before slowly slipping out and into the night. Landing just a few feet bellow her bedroom window, glancing behind her for a moment before she started to make her way down the dirt road that led to the nearest intersection. Knowing that town would be east, that's the direction she started to head in. It was a little after three o'clock in the morning; which gave her a few hours to get a head start. Her Father probably wouldn't wake up until later in the morning, and hopefully by then she'd already made it to town. Hopefully if someone passed by she'd be able to hitch a ride with them. Even though she didn't have much, she hoped that they'd show some pity on her. <br><br>________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Several hours passed by and she had managed to walk nearly five miles. It was now close to six o'clock in the morning and the sun was beginning to rise. Alexis could feel her energy draining quickly, and if someone didn't stop for her soon she didn't know what she'd do. Just when she was starting to lose hope, the sound of tires crunching the gravel of the dirt road could be heard. Turning her head she noticed a truck starting to come down the road. Turning she slowly started to walk backwards. Putting her arm out and rising her thumb. Hoping that whoever was in the truck would stop for her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ride of her Life ((Countdown and Sinfuldesires))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Countdown</strong> on <strong>27-12-2016, 20:16:11</strong>
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				Frank was a simple creature.&nbsp; A simple man depending on how you saw things.&nbsp; He had settled down in this town specifically because it was small and yet open minded.&nbsp; Hard to find those these days.&nbsp; In reality, if you worked hard and looked after the community, it would look after you.&nbsp; It took time, it took lots of time for the locals to warm up to an anthro like himself operating a farm in his midst, but he took his time and did what he was supposed to.&nbsp; No sense in rushing things, making it seem like he was there to change things or mess with someone elses livelyhood.&nbsp; When he arrived, he was slow to build, staying humble and kind and the more people he helped, the more he was accepted.&nbsp; There were a few, there would always be a few that didn't care for his kind, not matter, what, but he had won over the majority of them, and that's what mattered.&nbsp; Hard work, perseverance, and the willingness to help others. There were a few farmers that had needed extra help, they had lost a farmhand or two during a busy harvest and he had offered his help to them.&nbsp; It was just what you did. <br><br>On his own farm, Frank did a lot of the work himself, but he did occasionally hire a few people depending on the season and what was happening.&nbsp; He had been looking for another, just temporarily, but hadn't really found anyone yet.&nbsp; Hopefully in the next few days he'd find one and he wouldn't have to worry so much. Today though, he had to head into one of the neighbouring towns, one that had a bit more then just a local hardware store for some things.&nbsp; It was best to get all of the errand running out of the way and since it was a ways a ways, to get a move on things, he liked to head into the city before the stores opened, so he could plan things out.&nbsp; Driving on the dirt road, he admired the sun starting to come up.&nbsp; Yep, today was going to be a good day.&nbsp; He just didn't know how much of a good or interesting day it really was going to get.&nbsp; The truck he drove was large, with a tall cab since he didn't fit in most other trucks.&nbsp; It wasn't because he wanted a vehicle that big, it was just because it was the only thing that would properly fit him.&nbsp; <br><br>Large hands gripped the steering wheel, directing the large vehicle as his eyes spotted someone up on the road ahead.&nbsp; Only seeing a form at first with the limited light, he slowed down, passing the person before realizing they had their thumb out.&nbsp; Well, if he stopped and offered them a ride, there was really never any reason to worry about giving someone a ride.&nbsp; Most were afraid of him anyway and his size and strength in such a confined space just spelled trouble for any hijackers.&nbsp; Frank had stopped for many people before, some took the ride, some decided to carry on.&nbsp; Slowing down and coming to&nbsp; a stop 20 feet in front of the person he finally got a better look at the hitchhiker in the rearview mirror.&nbsp; A girl?&nbsp; A young girl?&nbsp; What was she doing out this late..or early on the road?&nbsp; And hitchhiking?&nbsp; She had to be trying to get away from something.&nbsp; It was all speculation.&nbsp; He waited for her to come to the passenger door, rolling down the window.&nbsp; His heart hammered in her chest.&nbsp; He didn't know why, nervous that she might be afraid of him?&nbsp; Normally he didn't care, but there was something about her that he couldn't put his finger on it.&nbsp; <br><br>Frank put on one of his warmest smiles, waiting for her to make it to the side of his truck, not really noticing how worn out or tired she looked.&nbsp; However, when she came into view, he would note her stature and would immediately become more concerned and worried for her.&nbsp; Frank got ready to get out of the vehicle.&nbsp; It was a huge truck and it would take some effort getting up into it with her size, where as he simply sort of stepped into it.&nbsp; His body was huge, but where as some Horse Anthros were one size, Frank just seemed to be just a bit bigger.&nbsp; Call it working on farms for all of his life,&nbsp; “strong” was really the word that came to one's mind immediately.&nbsp; His thickness and muscles weren't there for show, they were there for work.&nbsp; Frank hit the unlock button for the door and gestured for her to join him as he looked at her through the window, “Come on, I'll take you to where I'm going.&nbsp; Carson City...you headed that way?”, he'd ask as he turned his radio down so he could hear her.&nbsp; He had been listening to music a bit louder then he thought.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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