Victor Miller's path to the church was anything but a straight line. He didn't really set out to be a bad kid. He was big but not big enough to stand up to the gang of bullies that confronted him when he got to middle school. He was given the option to either become one of the goons or become a victim. He took the easy way and joined the group in terrorizing the weaker kids. His heart was never really into it but he was too scared to stand up to the leader of the group.
It always bothered him but never more than when the group targeted Wanda the lone black female in the school. Dillon the group's leader focused on her like a laser. Some of it was that Dillon was a staunch racist and was bothered not just by Wanda's presence but also that as the daughter of a successful dentist Wanda's family was actually doing better than his family. It messed with Dillon's understanding of the universe that a black family could be doing better than him. Another big part of it was that Dillon was obviously infatuated with Wanda's beauty and hated himself for it.
Most boys in the school were infatuated with Wanda's beauty though and Victor was no exception. She had always been pretty but she had also developed early. Dillon knew that Wanda would never go for him so instead, he harassed her. Making comments about her body and snapping her bra. Victor went along with it but secretly he fantasized about standing up to Dillon and the other goons in his crew. He dreamed that if he stood up and protected Wanda she'd fall in love with him.
Sadly for Victor, his opportunity to play the hero was forever lost when in high school Dillon snapped Wanda's bra in the presence of a new student who happened to be the son of a famous light heavy-weight boxer. Julio "Julie" Duran was every bit as tough a fighter as his father and walked into high school at fourteen at a heavily muscled one hundred sixty pounds and walked out with almost thirty pounds of added muscle with knock-out power in both hands as Dillon found out when Julie chivalrously came to Wanda's defense.
Victor was expected to defend his leader when Julie dumped him on his ass for disrespecting a female by snapping Wanda's bra strap and Victor did get to his feet with Dillon's other goons with the intention of pummeling Julie but like the other goons, there was something in the way Julie carried himself that let you know not to mess with him. Dillon wasn't smart enough to see it and ironically probably would have run afoul of Julie when he inevitably started in on him for being Mexican. it's hard to tell what would have happened then because Julie was very quiet and non-confrontational unless you offended his primitive code of honor.
When Dillon failed to rise to his feet from Julie's first punch and instead cowered on the floor hoping his goons would save him the goon squad's air of invincibility had been broken. Victor wished that he could have separated himself from Dillon and his other friends but he was forever linked to the crew of former bullies. Wanda was quickly in a relationship with her knight in shining armor and Victor knew by the dark light in Julie's eyes when he passed by that he held Victor responsible for harassing his girlfriend even if he secretly hated himself for participating.
Being unable to escape from the shadow of Dillon's crew of bullies, Victor started to change. If the world wasn't going to let him leave his embarrassing and regretful past behind then he was going to become what the world saw him as. He began internalizing the things he heard his leader Dillon say. By the end of senior year when they had all turned eighteen Victor had allowed himself to think the same dark and twisted thoughts.
Wanda was a vile temptress who had encouraged the attention she had received and had used her assets to string along the simpleminded Julie and used him to do her bidding. In no way did Dillon and his goons deserve the ostracization they received for their typical adolescent behavior. That was how life worked there was a pecking order and they were following their role in that order. And maybe Wanda had put up with a little harassment but they were boys exploring the boundaries of sexual norms just boys being boys.
Victor believed Dillon's explanation for Julie's behavior. He was a primitive caveman acting on his base instincts of violence and lust. Victor had yet to take college psychology and learn the definition of transference. He didn't understand when Dillon accused Julie of being obsessed with Wanda's breasts it was really his own fixation he was talking about. To be fair it was pretty obvious that Julie was also fairly focused on Wanda's breasts himself. Julie was fairly socially awkward and didn't interact much with anyone outside of Wanda and quite often you could catch him staring at Wanda's magnificent rack but that was true of basically every eighteen-year-old boy in the senior class. The only difference with Julie was that everyone was pretty sure Julie actually got to see and touch Wanda's tits.
Dillon had convinced his gang of goons that the best way to get back at Wanda and Julie for tempting them and embarrassing them because of their obsession with Wanda's tits and Julie's desire to keep her tits all to himself was to share Wanda's tits with the graduating class. Wanda would have her best assets revealed to everyone and Julie would have to share his most coveted possessions with the whole world. Ways to expose Wanda's tits had been a constant conversation among Dillon and his goons for a long time. As the clock ran out on their high school days it seemed less likely that they would ever pull it off and it didn't help that Julie had continued to pack on muscle. By the time he was eighteen he was having a hard time making the one hundred seventy-eight pound maximum.
Then Dillon's sister Ashley chimed in. She had heard Dillon and his friends' scheme about how to see her friend Wanda's tits since the beginning. After so long listening to the group obsess for so long it occurred to her that maybe other boys were obsessing about Wanda's big black tits. It was the nineties and popular culture was full of sexual assaults played or comedy. Ashley thought it would be kind of funny to help the guys fulfill their fantasies. The timing was perfect Wanda had just broken up with her boyfriend Julie and he wouldn't be around to save her. Spring break was coming up and Wanda had recently turned eighteen and there was no better way to celebrate Wanda's now legal titties than having a coming-out party for the whole senior class, or at least the boys at the senior class.
Wanda didn't suspect a thing as she stepped onto the beach volleyball courts. In retrospect, it was odd that almost every guy from her class was in the bleachers to watch pick-up volleyball matches but it was a good spot to watch athletic girls in swimsuits. That was Wanda's intention when she and her friends challenged a group of cute college guys to a game. Wanda had set her eyes on a hackysack-playing hippie kid with whiteboy dreads who was actually a pretty good surfer. Ashley was all-state in volleyball so the college guys didn't have much of a chance against Wanda's team. Wanda celebrated her team's victory as though she had contributed more than just bouncing around in a yellow bikini causing more than a slight distraction.
