She wanted to be a rebel, but she didn't know much. She had the sense to know she didn't know much and that she never would if she didn't get out of the small town that hemmed her in. It would be a laugh she thought to go to Hell, a town in Norway as the internet had told her. Unlike her girl friends who went everywhere in groups she'd go alone and she'd experience life in the raw. No more parental lectures and no disapproving brother, she'd get out there and learn about sex, drugs and rock and roll for herself.
After the selfish jocks at school, her first truly satisfying sexual encounter was on the plane to London, then six months staying with two liberated, experienced older girls opened her eyes to many more, new sexual experiences, but even that didn't prepare her for life in the Motorcycle Club, the initiation ceremony, the sex shows and Martin.