Lianne went with two of her school friends to Dreamy Draw, Diane and Jane had heard about a frat party that they wanted to crash.
"You need to get out more, you might as well be studying to be a nun!" Lianne was not into the party life. She had worked too hard and was set to graduate a full year early with a degree in art-history and a minor in business management.
She was attending ASU in Tempe and had become interested in the ancient native
cultures that had descended from the Inca’s and Mayan’s. She planned to study these
people’s art and culture as a post-graduate. So she very seldom went out with
her friends and never drank or did drugs.
At Dreamy Draw that night there were probably 30 guys and maybe 10 women, so
when Diane, Jane and Lianne pulled up three guys came to the car--with alcohol. Her
friends got right into the scene, Lianne reluctantly took a beer from a guy and
followed them to the picnic area. Numerous tables under the covering contained
alcohol, there was little else to eat or drink. Several of the men were starting
to get loud, she noticed one guy practically drag a women into the brush just a
few feet from the large picnic area. She could smell marijuana.
This was not her scene.... A couple of guys came up to her and started to
harrass her, and tried to make her drink some shots of something they called
"Jager." She took a sip just to quiet them down and nearly spit it in their
faces. They thought that was hilarious...and told her to wash it down with beer.
The beer didn’t taste much better, but it wasn’t nearly as potent. She started
her second cup of beer from the keg and realized that she needed to go to the
"Excuse me guys. I’ll be right back." Lianne knew where the restrooms were,
but she was drunker than she expected and somehow got lost in the dark. She
could hear the raucus party from where she came, and then heard some rustling in
the brush in front of her, a girl was yelling for help. Lianne went there and
startled a frat brother who was trying to undress a sororiety sister.
"Leave her alone," Lianne said weakly.
The fraternity brother looked up and exclaimed, "Oh good, now we can have a
The other woman managed to wriggle out of his grip and run off, buttoning up
her jeans. The guy who didn’t look any older than 18, but was quite big, came at
Lianne cursing her. She turned to her right and started running up the gulley.
All that Lianne could think of was that she didn’t want to lose her virginity to
this drunken jerk. Ahead of her was a big rock with a few mesquite trees around
it. She went to the far side of the rock and quickly turned to her right again
and then slipped into the clump of mesquite. It was very dark out this night and
the drunken frat brother went right by her and kept going.
Lianne quietly slipped out of her hiding place, trying to make her way back
to the party area--she could hear all the rowdy drunken behavior in the
distance, so she pointed herself that way.
After a couple steps she put her left foot down, but nothing was there. She fell down hard and passed out.