Hannah o'daughertys' face was beaming, her new best friend Sarah had invited her to join her on a road trip across Ireland, she had been promised both the time of her life and girl time. Hannah’s overly opressive parents had forbade her from so much as leaving their little village, but on her 14th birthday she planned to sneak out of her house, run down the road until she reached the little Creek nearby, and hop in Sarahs RV.

At 5ft 1,The petit virgin redhead was used to being bullied growing up due to her small size and stature, while she was cute as hell, her height, high voice, and demeanor made many think that she was alot younger than she was. Quite frequently older guys that she had wanted to date had turned her away thinking she was 10.

Hannah wasn’t that bad looking though, while she had no breasts to speak of and her ass was only two very tight and small muscles that she’s regularly got made fun of for having, Hannah was happy in that regard, she had no interest in sex at all outside of marriage, for her, Hannah never understood the appeal.

Hannahs eyes gazed at the clock on her wall anxiously, as soon as the clock was an hour away from midnight, she would leave her abusive home. She didn’t care about finding a job or where she would love, Sarah had promised to help her. “You’ll never have to worry about hunger ever again.” Sarah had promised her last time the two went out for a walk.
Hannah quickly packed her belongings, every dress she wore was big and stuffy, but it was all that her modest needs required. Long flowery dresses and traditional Irish attire fit neatly into her little suitcase.

About an hour after she last heard her mother’s footsteps retreat down the hall outside of her bedroom and the closing of her parents bedroom door, Hannah carefully opened her door to see if anyone was still awake. Sure enough, the loud sound of her parents snoring echoed down the hall, and Hannah's heart lept for joy as she made her way down the hall and towards the front door with her suitcase.

Her heart raced as she opened the front door and carefully closed it behind her. Once Hannah was outside, she locked the door and then tossed her key into the nearby bushes, she would never need it again. Quickly jogging down the rural overgrown path that led from her house towards the Danaher river, Hannahs long red locks billowed in the cool nighttime breeze as she ran towards the only future she believed in, the only future that mattered, someone who cared about her!

Soon enough, her doubts were washed away as she saw the idilng Winnebago sitting alongside the creek, with the sweet sight of Sarah humming merrily as she fished from the river.

“Your early!” came Sarah's surprised comment as she turned towards the loud running footsteps headed her way. “I’m so sorry, but I couldn't stand another minute in that house!” Hannah replied matter of factly as she set her luggage against the side of the RV and went to hug her “best friend”.

Sarah casually put her arms around Hannah in a hug, then kissed Hannah on the head. “No worries poppet, come inside with me and I'll get you something to eat.”

Hannah excitedly nodded and made her way indoors, as she entered the RV, she noticed an odd sweet smell masked underneath the perfume that Sarah wore, but decided to not say anything. Hannahs eyes went wide as she gazed at the luxurious interior of the Winnie, before noticing two steaming hot bowls of food on a nearby counter.

“Thank you so much Sarah!”Hannah exclaimed as she grabbed a bowl along with a nearby spoon without asking and sat down at an adjacent table to start eating the first real food that she had eaten in days, but just as she was about to put the spoon in her mouth, Sarah looked her in the eye and said, “That’s not for you.”

Hannah began to apologize but right before she could finish her first word, she felt a very sharp pain in her neck before feeling a moment of nausea followed by her collapsing unconscious onto the table, just missing the bowl.

A shadow then loomed over her unconscious form as Liz walked from the side closet where she had been hiding and smiled knowingly at Sarah.

“You win, she came early, but I still call dibs.”

“Nuh uh.” Sarah replied, “her birthday isn't for another eighteen minutes, you gotta wait.”

Liz clicked her tongue in reply and said, “Oh fine, but let’s get moving before someone notices that she’s missing.”

Sarah nodded then made her way back up to the cab. Within minutes the RV was long gone, the only evidence that it had ever been parked at the river was the lone suitcase, covered in dust from the RVs spinning tires….

About twenty miles down the road, Liz glanced at the clock and motioned to a nearby trail to Sarah. Sarah nodded then pulled the RV off into a secluded trail, about two miles off of the main roadway.

Liz grabbed a bottle of champagne from an overhead cabinet and poured a full glass for each of them. Sarah blushed at her lovers Romanticism and tapped her class against Liz's in unison once the digital clock read midnight before unceremoniously chugging the entire glass. Liz followed suit and the two of them turned their attention onto their unconscious Irish sextoy.

Liz tossed her golden curls as she turned towards her nearby iphone then cleared her voice and said, “Siri, play Baby got Back in Instrumental” as the familiar tune filled the RV, Liz wrapped her arms around Sarah, cupping Sarah's ass through her jeans, she planted a quick kiss on her lovers lips before tracing her finger over Sarah's lips then saying huskily, “ Shall we begin?”