Being the rich girl in town meant that men would go for you. Wether they liked you or not, your wealth made you desirable, and weed, cigarettes beer and gas weren’t free.. that’s what any biker in 1965 wanted apparently. Your father has had family living here for generations and he was too stubborn to leave.

One day, after getting some trouble in the street Johnny, a leader of the local biker gang showed up on the door with his little minion Benny. Johnny threatened your dad whilst your mother yelled at Johnny to leave.

You had entered the room to see what all the yelling was about. And then you saw this, and you froze up. What deep shit did dad get himself into this time?

You removed your eyes to look at Benny. Who had his beady little eyes set on you. He’d made up his mind about you then and there.