Thank you for reading my series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.' If you haven't read Chapters 1-16, please do so before reading this chapter. The series is written as a serial novel, that is, each chapter builds on the previous chapter with each chapter playing a significant role in telling the story of 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie'. I want to apologize for taking so long to complete this chapter. My full time hectic work schedule, family life, health issues, among other matters, have left little time for me to devote to my newfound pastime of putting into words the series, 'Tom & Sue & John & Debbie' as it was told to me.
The roller coaster rides continues in Chapter 17 as Sue and Debbie, have gone their separate ways. Each establishing new relationships—Debbie at University with her cheer squad members, Tri Delt sorority sisters, and her basketball playing Tri Delt roommate, Beverly Swifty. Sue is at State along with her Dragon High basketball teammates, Cathy and Donna, while establishing a special bond with her adventurous, fun-loving teammate, and roommate, Nancy Dobbier. Nancy and Sue have taken an impromptu road trip to University in order for Sue to confront Debbie to see if she has any intentions of having a serious relationship with Tom. Mary Ann has begun telling Sue the story about her, Tom and John, while becoming yet another mentor to Sue. The girls have entered the 'Maroon & White' and are unexpectedly joined by University's star twirler, Charlotte Mackroy. The girls begin to swap stories in a girl talk session and in the process, Charlotte and Beverly reveal to the group skeletons that are hidden in their closets.
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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COEDS REVEAL SKELETONS HIDDEN IN THEIR CLOSETS
Nancy and I flipped out our State student IDs, showed them to the doorman, never missing a beat, as we scooted past the doorman to join our party.
The doorman yelled, "WHOA! You two have to pay a $25 cash cover charge before you'll be allowed to join your party."
Nancy looked puzzled and said, "What cover charge? The sign says, 'Sunday's buffet is free with a valid student ID'!"
The doorman replied, "It's free with a valid University student ID. Shit kickers like you two have to pay the $25 cash cover charge or else, get your asses out of here—understand?"
Nancy shot back, "That's bullshit! I've been coming here since high school and I've have never had to pay any cover charge! The Sunday buffet has always been free with a valid student ID!"
Mary Ann interrupted, "Hey y'all let's just pack up and go to Arnold's. It's not the Maroon & White, but Arnold's has great pizzas and subs. And, with Larry's coach's tab, we'll receive a 90% discount."
Brenda was laughing, "Hold your horses Mary Ann, we won't be going any place soon—our arrogant doorman friend is about to get a one helluva rude awaking!"
Nancy glared at the doorman, "So let me get this straight. Before you'll let us in we each have to pay a $25 cash cover charge or else we'll have to leave—is that you are telling me?"
The doorman smirked, "No! What I said was, 'Shit Kickers like you two have to pay the $25 cash cover charge or else get your asses out of here.' Now either pay up or get your asses out of here. I'm tired of arguing with you bitch."
Nancy acted like she was getting into her purse but quickly grabbed the microphone off the doorman's podium and said with more than a bit of a smirk, "It's your funeral asshole!"
Nancy yelled into the mike, "Yo Aunt Brandie! Uncle Mark! Your shit kicking niece is at the front and your doorman won't let me in without paying a $25 cash cover charge. So hustle on up PDQ!"
Nancy looked the doorman dead in the eyes, throwing the microphone back in his face, "Like I said,'It's your funeral asshole'."
Suddenly an Italian lady looking very similar to Mom appeared wearing a white apron, spoke in a loud, gruff voice, "Nancy Elaine what in the world are you doing here this Sunday afternoon? Shouldn't you be back at State studying?"
Nancy smiled, "Yo Aunt Brandie! Sue and I decided to take a road trip this afternoon. I wanted to see Sticky and Sue needed to see Debbie. You do remember Sue don't you Aunt Brandie?"
Aunt Brandie replied, "I sure do! Who could ever forget that semi-final game, I have never seen anything like it. The two of you trading baskets over and over again until Sue blocked that shot when you had a chance to tie things up and send the game into a second overtime."
Nancy smiled, "Roomie cheated when she barely deflected that shot! She had a bit of inside help from one the greatest defensive players to play for State. Right Roomie?"
I smiled and said, "Yes, Angie taught me well, but those days are in the past, we're teammates and roommates now."
Nancy changed the subject, "Yo Sticky show Aunt Brandie the rock on your ring finger!"
Brenda held up her hand and Aunt Brandie replied, "Oh My Gosh! I always knew this day would come once you and Timothy finally quit your penny ante squabbling and decided to tie the knot. So Brenda when is the big day?"
Brenda replied, "Brandie it'll be sometime this coming summer in mid to late July. After we're married we plan to live on Grandpa's ranch during our senior year until I graduate in May. Tim will graduate in December and after graduation he'll be going through a vigorous training schedule preparing for the NFL Combine before the April draft."
Aunt Brandie smiled, "Well, it certainly sounds like you two have it all worked out! Congrats to both of you and don't worry about any reception party, the Maroon & White will be all yours!
"Now what is going on up here?"
Nancy said, "Aunt Brandie your doorman was trying to collect a $25 cash cover charge from me and Sue because we go to State and not University. I argued with him for a bit until he told me, 'Now either pay up or get your shit kicking asses out of here. I'm tired of arguing with you, bitch.' That's when I grabbed the mike."
Aunt Brandie cast her Italian eyes like daggers in the direction of the doorman, "Gabe why did you do this?"
Gabe replied, "Uh...uh...I was just..."