That night when she had been sleeping in the new house, something awoke her. From where she lay she heard hip-hop music playing and loud conversations next door. Lola didn't mind loud music, but when she heard it in the middle of the night that definitely made her kind of pissed. That was one thing she didn't have in common with her Father, when it came to blaring music being played while he slept, well, it didn't seem to bother him seeing as he was a DEEP sleeper. Not even a normal alarm clock could wake him. So in the mornings when he had to get up to go to work, Lola had to wake up every morning and shove him to get out of bed.

But while the hip-hop music grew louder, Lola motioned towards her tall window and opened the curtains to see what all the commotion was about. She stood in her baggy 'Smashing Pumpkins' t-shirt, looking down on the many crowds inside the house, all chatting, getting drunk and rubbing up against each other.

All the while she took notice to some of the skanks inside, wearing black leather mini-skirts and bleach blonde hair. Those types of women disgusted her, seeing as she believed in female rights. She thought people dressed like that seriously had no dignity and only cared for looking up to other men's expectations.

From afar she saw one tramp standing outside with a tall bald-headed guy. Her gaze switched from the women to the muscular man, and looked over his frame. She could see he worked out, and from his gorgeous appearance she stood in awe.

For once she envied the skank he was passionately kissing. Noticing how he pressed her feminine frame against the outside wall of the house, and left hardly any space between them. She could see they were both going at it like animals, ravishing each other as if not caring if someone showed up to watch them.

He roamed his hands all over her body, outlining her curvious figure with his palms. And paying particular attention to her breasts. From the heat between them, Lola could swear she could hear them both panting, even if they were both far away.

But while she watched, she didn't pay attention to the curtain pole above her head. Not knowing it was softly creaking, and was about to brake from the dodgy screws that held it up. All of a sudden there was a loud creak, and then a thump when it fell on top of her head. And as a sudden reaction she screamed. Instantly she was knocked down to the floor and fell unconscious.