Thank you for reading my series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.' If you haven't read the previous chapters 1-9, please do so before reading this chapter. Otherwise, you're going to miss a lot of the details as each chapter builds on the previous chapter. Chapter 10, gives the readers a 'hint' as to what will happen to the fictitious characters as they continue to take the readers on a roller coaster ride filled with sports, romance, and sex. I hope you enjoy the series and I appreciate your votes and comments.
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in the series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie,' are fictitious, as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental, and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead, with the scenes or events described within the series 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.'
Reverse Cowgirl
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I yelled at Audrey Elaine, "Hurry up or we'll be late for your graduation rehearsal!"
Audrey replied, "Cool it Mom—it's only rehearsal and what's the big deal? I'm only graduating from the eighth grade!"
Nancy shouted from her room, "Hey Mom, come here a second—please?"
I grumbled, "OK," and went downstairs to the kids' wing.
Nancy laughed, "Mom, Coach Jamie told me, 'You were a pretty salty player back in the day.'—look what I found," as she held up the Sports page from the Dragons' only State Championship, 'Dragons Win State!' Below the headline was an 8x10 picture of me putting the next 'Jamie Thomas' flat on her ass as I let fly the winning basket.
I just grinned at my oldest daughter as she held up another Sports page from an old box of photographs and Sports pages, 'State Romps Past University 104-52.' The sub-heading read, 'Freshman Sensations Andrews and Dobbier Lead the Way.'
I smiled as I read the first paragraph of the column, 'State's sensational duo of Sue Andrews and Nancy Dobbier continue to dominate opponents as Andrews scored a season high of 40 points while Dobbier scored 35. Junior captain Angie Smallys added 21 while Freshman Cathy Merricer added 8 as the Ladies of State for the first time in school history exceeded the century mark while improving to 6-0 as University fell to 4-2. Coach Jones was equally impressed by the defensive performance of Freshman Donna Logany as she teamed up with Captain Angie Smallys to hold University's top recruit and scorer, Paula Smith, without a field goal. Smith, who had been averaging 17 points a game was held to three points in the contest.'
The photo next to the heading brought back memories as five former Dragons' were pictured together after the Ladies of State beat University my freshman year. I smiled as I remembered my first 40-point game in college and the State student newspaper taking the photo for our hometown newspaper, 'The Dragon Gazette.' The text under the photo read, 'Former Dragons unite after State's victory over University. Pictured left to right, University Cheerleader, Debbie Ferguson, State Freshman, Sue Andrews, Donna Logany, and Cathy Merricer alongside University Cheerleader, Mary Ann Johnson-Smith.'
Nancy smiled at me as she held up a photograph of State's first ever Final Four team my freshman year. "Mom, Coach Angie told me, 'y'all were the best freshman class to ever play at State—you, Dr. Nancy, Dr. Donna along with Cathy.' Y'all must have been pretty salty back in the day, huh Mom?"
I just smiled at my daughter, "We were! Only lost one game our freshman year and that was in the Semi Finals to the defending National Champions, Bears 76-73. We didn't lose again until the Finals my senior year in double overtime to the Huskies and that was questionable as Nancy let one fly from forty feet as time expired and it swished the nets, but the refs ruled she didn't get it off in time, so we lost 89-88."
Nancy replied, "WOW! Mom, you could have had three National Championship rings along with four Conference Championship rings!"
I grinned at my daughter, "Your Dad has two National Championship rings, four Conference Championship rings along with two Sugar Bowl rings and a Cotton and Orange Bowl ring. Now, put up these old Sports pages and photographs and get ready."
Nancy continued shuffling the photographs and sports pages, "Mom, how come Daddy didn't go to the NFL like Uncle Larry?"
I smiled, "Your Dad could have, he was drafted in the third round by the Giants after his senior season. Your Dad had just completed his first year in law school, and we decided law school and becoming an attorney was more important to us than a couple years in the NFL. So your Dad stayed in law school at State and became a Graduate Assistant coach for Coach Lewis while I finished my senior year. I started law school the next fall and your Dad graduated the following April. You and your brother came along two weeks later! Now, let's get ready," as I started walking out of Nancy's room.
Little did I realize what was about to happen as Nancy said with a girlish smile, "Mom, Coach Angie told me, 'you and Daddy were fucking machines back in the day, y'all fucked so much Aunt Sally had to get her doctor to give you the 'magic pill!' So when are we going to have our talk?"
I looked Nancy Ann straight in the eyes, "What talk? And don't believe everything Coach Angie tells you!"
Nancy giggled, "You know like Aunt Sally did for you and Aunt Debbie before y'all's senior year—you know, the ways to fuck a guy and stuff—how to suck his dick and jack him off—those things.
Nancy never gave me a chance to reply—she bombarded me with a series of questions.
"Mom, what's my G-spot? Sarah told me and Elaine in the locker room that when Josh fucks her doggie, hits her G-spot, and shoots his rocks deep inside her pussy, her orgasms explode like a bomb inside her body.'
"Mom, did Daddy hit your G-spot when y'all fucked? Did you and Daddy doggie fuck? Coach Angie told me, 'she told you how to cowgirl and reverse cowgirl fuck and put the tight squeeze on Daddy when y'all fucked.' Mom, what is that? Mom, did Daddy give you your first orgasm? Did you have orgasms like Sarah? I can't wait till I have my first orgasm. Tell me what it's like Mom, please?"
I wondered what happened to horses and basketball for my 18-year-old teenage daughter as I snapped at Nancy Ann, "Enough of this—get ready for your sister's graduation rehearsal NOW!"
Nancy sighed, "OK, but if you won't tell me how to fuck a guy and stuff, Aunt Sally will. She told me just to come out to Colorado Springs this summer to visit her and Uncle John and we'd have our 'talk.' Aunt Sally told me, 'I was the daughter she never had, and she'd teach me everything just like she did you and Aunt Debbie!' I'll bet Aunt Debbie would too if you and Daddy would let me go to Florida to visit her and Uncle Larry. Aunt Debbie invites me to come and spend a couple weeks with them every summer. Mom, it's been two years since we've seen Aunt Debbie, Uncle Larry, Michelle, and Bobby. Please can I go? Pretty please? Michelle told me, 'We'd go to the beach every day!'"
I replied, "Nancy Ann, we'll have to talk about all this later—now get ready!"
Nancy asked, "Did you know Michelle made cheerleader at the 'U' last year and dates the star quarterback just like Aunt Debbie did? Michelle told me, 'if you'd come to Florida you'd forget all about State or University.'
I sighed, "I told you Nancy Ann we'd talk about you going to Florida later..."
Nancy interrupted me, "Mom, did you know Bobby was a first team All State quarterback like Uncle Larry and got a full scholarship to Florida State? We've talked quite a bit lately on the phone and texted or emailed each other every day. We've exchanged pictures Mom, our class pictures, his football, my basketball picture, and I sent him a selfie of my 36C boobs!"
I glared at my daughter, "What the hell are you..."
Nancy interrupted me giggling, "Just kidding Mom about the boobs! Michelle told me, 'Bobby really likes me and wants to show me around Tampa before he goes off to college at Tallahassee.' I think I'll ask him to our senior prom next year. He can stay with his Grandma and Grandpa Ferguson or here with us so he won't have to drive back and forth. Mickey and Bobby are both quarterbacks so they'll get along just fine. He's really a STUD Mom, Elaine thinks, 'I should make a play for Bobby.' What do you think?"