CHAPTER TWO –

Moira lay in the back of the truck, her hands clasped behind her head as she watched Jenny gently doze beside her. It was a beautiful night, all the stars shone above her while the crisp breeze floated over them. A world of promise that is what lay ahead, a chance of a new start away from one horse towns and repression. It seemed almost too good to be true. She looked over a Jenny sleeping peacefully like a baby beside her. What a complex being she was. Moira had tried to understand her on many occasions but had failed to do so, maybe this was a flaw on her part but then Jenny was an extremely distorted young woman. But then she wondered sometimes if she did think too much. They were such different people; Jenny with her ever loquacious personality spewing its words and thoughts out in random torrents while Moira was quiet and shy. But then Moira did think and she did think a lot. Now as she gazed across at Jenny she thought back to earlier in the bar. She had been dancing with that women, she didn't know why it seemed to come naturally to her but the Jenny had barged over. They had both been a bit drunk, those tequilas had been fairly potent. It was another thing that Moira didn't understand.

(flashback)

"Are you going to tell me what you want? Or are you going to sit there acting all weird and silent?" Moira asked.

Jenny lay sprawled across the bed looked back at her. Her face was half mingled with disgust and bemusement. "What do you mean, what do I want?" she replied,

"I mean you say you don't wanna be my girlfriend but then you got all weird and jealous girlfriend on me back there?"

Jenny paused for a moment in contemplation, "yeah, it was…fucked up." She stared back at Moira with those deep smoky eyes. Moira looked back at her almost unseeingly. She was annoyed that wasn't really an answer.

"Do you wanna be my outlaw girlfriend Jenny? Do you wanna be my friend? Do you just wanna be my fuck-buddy on the road, want do you want?"

It was an honest question and Jenny felt it. She looked down at the pillow, but then looked up smiling a little as she did so.

"I want you to get up against the wall."

Slightly confused Moira did as she was told.

"Now unbutton your shirt," Jenny added still smiling. "Open." She added watching Moira obey her commands.

Moira stood there watching as Jenny got up and sauntered over to her. She leant into her grabbing her waist in her delicate hands before reaching up to Moira's face. Moira couldn't resist any longer. She leant forwards and kissed her deeply feeling her waif like figure beneath her hands.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you." Jenny whispered in her ear. "You never let me fuck you."

But as she reached down into the top of her trousers, Moira grabbed her hand.

"No….I can't, I'm sorry." She looked deep at Jenny as she walked over to the bed and sat down.

"I'm sorry." Jenny said,

"Hey come here, come on."

As Jenny sat down she reached out and hugged her tightly, it seemed that she understood what was unspoken between them.

(end flashback)

But what was it that she had been thinking. It had been troubling Moira for some time and she had wondered what exactly it was at the back of her mind. She partly knew, it was her ultimate secret desire that she had told no one. But even looking up at that bright night sky it still seemed an impossible dream. But she had felt it then when Jenny had spoken to her in the motel it just wasn't right anymore it was like she was existing but she wasn't really living. It was alot to takein,realisation that your life was a lie and you were still lying even now. But as Moira looked back up at the stars she knew what she had to do, whatever the consequences. With this in mind she rolled over and gently fell asleep.