"There was something about the effortless way in which she strolled down the street that caused traffic to stop and men to whistle. If she wanted a man, she was the one doing the choosing; and if Lola loved a man, she was the one doing the loving. It was all on her terms, but the one thing that Lola could not control was her sexuality. Whether it's another trip to the clinic for a treatment, or a weekend of unprotected sex, Lola, Lady of Sorrow takes...