My momma gave me the idea. Part one.
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My mom was forever talking about Beyonce the incredibly beautiful singer. God she is so beautiful and can she sing. I sang in glee club, alto, at North Kitsap High School in Poulsbo until I transferred to the Catholic School in Bremerton about ten miles south of Poulsbo, Aquinas Catholic Academy, grades nine through twelve. I lived with one of my classmates families during the week. We practiced kissing on each other and I'd never ever touched myself before and I had to after those events.
We were the two best players on the basketball team, I was the center and she was the point guard.
I'm Kim Erickson and I'm six feet tall and weigh one hundred and sixty five pounds and was very full figured. I have red hair and lots of freckles everywhere. Marie Esposito was five foot two and so stunningly beautiful. Dark skin and long thick black hair and her eyes and so very long tongue.
I never confessed to her, but I so fell for her and when she kissed me, laying on top of me looking me in the eyes, she made my heart pound. When we were seniors both of us were eighteen, during school she went for lunch with Tim Donaldson who was our star basketball player and so very black.
We were kissing that night and she was really grinding on me and I wanted her to take me and she stopped and told me that she gave big Tim (her description) a blow job and he came in her mouth, I ran into our shared bathroom and threw up.
I locked the door and turned on the basin water and wept. How could she do this to me? After a while I came out of the bathroom, thank God she'd gone downstairs. I called my mom and said I was sick and needed her to come and get me, I'd be out front.
I went downstairs and Marie was talking to Tim and telling him she was on the pill and she wanted to fuck him at lunch tomorrow. I quietly went out the front door and knew I would never ever be back. After mom picked me up, I told her I threw up and felt crappy.
I texted Marie and said "Sick, went home," then I blocked her number.
When we had practice the next afternoon, we were running these three on two drills, where the two defenders were trying to stop the fast break of the three with the ball.
Tina was the point person on defense in the drill. I finagled it so I was in the middle and had the ball. Although I was tall, I could run fast and when we ran lines, I beat everyone.
I had the ball and was moving as fast as I could straight down the court, it was a fastbreak after all, Tina ran out to confront me with her hands up somewhere between the head of the key and the foul line and I obliterated her and went up for the lay in. I was ten inches taller than her and outweighed her by sixty three pounds. She hit her head and skidded backward about ten feet. Sister Margaret, our coach said. "That was a charge Kimmy!"
I protested loudly, "That was a blocking foul, she has to give me a stride!"
Sister Margaret said, "Run it again."
This time I brought the ball up through her face and stepped on her and stood over her and said, " You blocked me again, bitch, " she looked at me and was crying and I said to her softly, "Did he fill you up, is his cum leaking out of you? You kissed me bitch after you blew him."
Sister Margaret screamed at her to go see Fr. Luke as soon as she showered. She grabbed my hand and pulled me with her to her office and screamed that practice was over.
She pointed at a chair by her desk and then she sat down and said, "What's going on?"
She was not prepared for me to start wailing and sobbing. She came over and patted my back and I was hiccupping and moaning.
Finally I had subsided enough for her to try again, albeit softer, "Kimmy, you can tell me I hear confessions."
My tears were still falling down my face and I shrugged and said, "I am totally in love with her. She seduced me and took my heart, she kissed me and I prayed, God forgive me, for her to take me. I dreamed of being her wife. Having babies, maybe one of her brothers, you know invitro, the Pope has blessed queer marriages. Oh Sister I love her so much and she knew it and did this to me. Why, I mean how could she, I love her. I know she loved me too, "and I started to cry so hard, I felt that my soul was emptying out.
It was like when my brother James had died, he was playing football and broke his neck. He lived for about a month after and passed. He was lucent and then his heart stopped. In some ways this was worse. Every time I would see her, it would be like another knife in my heart.
My dad was in Afghanistan and he went to meetings with other veterans in a group therapy deal about PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) my grampie did too, he was in Vietnam, he just went to a different group. He had talked to me about grief when James died, that I should think about James being in heaven being an early advocate for us so God would protect us and save our souls, but when I was thinking about this now she was still alive, such cruelty.
I decided, with advice of Sister Margaret, to withdraw from the team as a penance.
So I did. I had started wearing lipstick and perfume for Marie, but I stopped. I blocked her on Facebook and Instagram and put a change of status out, not looking.
Sister Margaret said that I must run the five thousand meters and 10,000 meters and mom was real good friends with Bonnie Kendrick who was Bremerton's most famous runner, she'd run for the UW Huskies and was an alternate in the 2004 Olympics and she had gone on to win several marathons and had stopped competed at the age of forty.
Mom set the meeting up with Bonnie at her place. She was a single mom now with three young children. Nobody was sure about the father. She told me one thing was more important than anything else, because I was tall like her and she said I should read up about Running Hailey Bigs, who was now married to the Seattle Storm star. Bonnie said that she was the best American distance runner ever in the history of Washington State.
"Girl, you're taller than Hailey but like her you have huge tits, " She pointed at the basketballs on her chest, " These were expensive, I paid for them but not with money. Babies daddy bought them for me. Anyway, like Hailey, I attacked and ran my ass off. Attack, attack and attack some more."
"Kimmie are you queer?"
I felt this buzzing start in my tummy above my cunny.
My lips fluttered and some tears came to me and she looked so sad and hugged me. Our tits mashed together and she looked deep into my eyes and I nodded and looked down."
"Why are you crying?"
"I fell in love with this girl on my team, she seduced me and I thought we were going to make love, I was already for her and instead, she sucked this guy's dick and kissed me, fucking bitch, " I still love her."
She said, "So you're a virgin?"