Wendy had spent a glorious fall Saturday in Lane Stadium. Virginia Tech had beaten their opponent, and Wendy had fun with her friends. They had some beer before the game, and much much more after the game. Her whole group ended up at a big house party. Wendy continued to drink, and her friends realized that she was really far gone and needed to lay down. One of the guys who lived in the house offered her his room for her to rest in. Wendy's girl friends got her settled, and Wendy passed out. Figuring she just needed to sleep it off, they went back to the party, intending to get her before they left.

An hour later, Wendy awoke to find a strange man on top of her, having intercourse with her, and two others standing by the bed. She tried to tell them to stop and go away, but the combination of alcohol and fear rendered her unable to scream or struggle. All three of the men had sex with her, making jokes about how much she must be enjoying it. Wendy faded in and out of consciousness. When she next awoke, her girlfriends here there, preparing to take her home and lauging about the hangover she'd have tommorrow. Wendy didn't know if it had been a bad dream or if it had really happened, but as the next few days passed, she realized it wasn't a dream.

Was Wendy raped?