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Jennifer was a very attractive young woman. At 24, blonde, 5’5” and athletic, she was very popular around the office. On dress down Friday’s, she always wore tight jeans and belly revealing blouse. This Friday was no different. Jennifer was also very popular around the office with her warm smile and bubbly personality.

Jennifer was ready a newspaper on her break and it was turned open to an ad for an upcoming UFC match. Mike glanced down and said, “what are you looking at that for? UFC is not for pretty girls. Mike was generally friendly too but he had a bit of a temper at times. At 36, standing 5’11” tall and in shape, he sometimes rubbed people the wrong way. Jenn said, “who are you to tell me what it appropriate for me to read?” Mike said, “it just isn’t you”. “The hell it isn’t”, said Jenn. “I trained in Judo at college”. Mike snapped his head back and laughed, “rolling around a little with other pretty girls hardly qualifies you for the UFC”. Jenn was starting to get irritated by now. She snapped, “I know enough to take your sorry ass”. By now, a small group had formed. Mike said, “don’t write a check your mouth can’t cash”. Jenn told him, “come outside and I’ll cash it”. Mike couldn’t believe it and decided to humor and they both went out into the grassy area by the office.

Jenn looked at him and said, “it isn’t too late to back down you know”. Mike thought he’d simply wrap her up and that would be the end of it. He said, “come on Jenn… cash it”. Jenn grabbed Mike by his shirt, positioned herself, swept his left leg and dumped him on the ground. Mike, surprised, landed with a thud on his back. He laughed and said, “ok… I wasn’t expecting that” and got up. Thinking she do the exact same thing again, he invited her to do it again. But this time, Jenn feinted with a right and then threw him down. Before Mike knew what was happening, she was on him and tied up his arms with a scarf hold.

Mike lay on his back looking up at Jenn while their co-workers laughed. He wrenched his arms free and rolled to his side and then got to his knees. Knowing that Jenn would come at him again, he lunged and landed on top of her. Jenn let out a grunt as she fell to her back. She knew she was trouble and tried to roll him off. But Mike grabbed her arms and sat down hard on her stomach. Mike then pinned her arms to the ground. He couldn’t believe he was out here sitting on top of Jenn with all of the office staff around. She couldn’t believe it either.

Mike looked down at her and said, “now look… you forced this whole mess”. Jenn snarled back, “the hell! you were talking crap about my judo training”. Mike reminded her, “look where that has gotten you now”. This was really pissing Jenn off, not to mention Mike was heavy. Jenn in a quick move bucked upwards and twisted her hips, throwing Mike sideways off her.

Mike got up to a sitting position but Jenn was quicker. She scissored her legs around his mid section and locked her ankles. He could believe how tight it felt. Mike tried to pull her legs apart but it wasn’t working. Jenn mentioned she could squat 200 lbs. and could squeeze even harder. “Don’t believe me?” she asked. Jenn poured it on even more. Mike was experiencing some real agony her and tried even harder to wiggle free. His face was beet red and now he was sweating profusely.

Mike tried to stand up but Jenn maneuvered around to his back and sank her arms around his neck. Once they were really tight, Jenn pulled backwards, stretching Mike outwards. Now he was in real trouble and he knew it. It was hard for Jenn to keep him trapped but she knew Mike couldn’t last much longer if she held on. Jenn through gritted teeth told Mike, “this is a rear naked choke… popular in the UFC”. Mike could feel himself becoming afraid he’d loose consciousness and cried, “OK! OK! Let Go!” Jenn laughed and let him flop to the ground.

Mike rolled onto his to his back and Jenn sat down hard on top of him. She pinned his arms with her knees, grabbed his shirt collar and lightly twisted it across his neck. Jenn looked down into his face and told him, “This is shimewaza. Do you like it?” I could really mess you up with this if I wanted to. If you ever want another lesson, just talk some more crap when I’m trying to read a paper”.

The crew of on lookers laughed along with Jenn as she got up and headed back inside.

I took my loss like a man in the Gauntlet match that I had with my lady friends Tamara, Christina and Kim. For months I had to do whatever they said whenever they said it and I also lived up to that agreement. You could only be a footstool and a seat for so long before you got tired of it, and even though it was the asses and feet of three gorgeous women it started to make me feel like a wimp and I couldn’t stand it. When my time was finally done being their slave I had planned on staying away from them for a little while and starting my life over. That turned out to be easier said than done.

I would hear constant bragging from Christina and Kim about their victory, about how comfortable my face was to sit on and how my tongue would tickle between their toes. Kim was the only one that really had the right to brag because she was the one that actually pinned me, but Christina didn’t care, she viewed it as a team effort and always chimed right in the teasing. Tamara on the other hand was a different case. She hated to lose at anything…period. She didn’t feel like she contributed in the effort and the only way for her to feel redemption was to beat me one on one.

“I want a rematch, now!” she would always tell me. It was nonstop, she was like a nagging wife with the constant talks of a rematch. If she wasn’t blowing up my cell she was stopping by my apartment, calling me at work and even sending me letters. I always managed to come up with an excuse or avoid her and it worked for a few weeks before I finally broke down. I didn’t feel as confident as I should of because she gave me a hell of a match when we wrestled the first time and I wasn’t so sure that if she got a lucky break that I could win this thing.

“This time we’re going to my place, just the two of us….where nobody can hear you scream.” She said to me. I laughed but something in her eyes told me that she wasn’t joking. Later that night I arrived at her house ready to go. She was wearing a tight pair of light blue jeans and had on a red lingerie top. I smiled at her. “You’re going to wrestle in that?” She shook her head and pulled down her jeans, revealing a sexy red bikini bottom that barely covered her wonderful ass. I was stunned at the beauty of this six foot tall goddess, I never seen her so look so sexy before. It wasn’t the time for that though, it was business.

I took off my shirt and shoes and kept on the sweat pants bottoms that I wore over there. I looked around her big living room just to get acquainted with my surroundings. “No pins, only submissions. We go until on of us can’t go anymore” she informed me. “That’s it?”
“That’s it, is there problem?”
Here rules kind of took me by surprise; it looks like this is going to be a long match.

“Is it still the winner gets to do anything they want to the loser?” Tamara smiled a beautiful smile. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, ready?”
“Alright, let’s see what you got”
We walk towards each other, trying to gain a position. I slap her hands away and she does the same to me. Thinking that her legs are easy pickings for a takedown, I lunge towards them but she raises her left leg up and snatches my neck and takes me down instead. Before I know I’m in a vice like front headscissors. I try to pry her legs loose but it’s no use, her feet are crossed and she has no intentions of releasing her grip. “Give up?” She yells at me.

I shake my head no. Like a cat she momentarily lets go, spins on her stomach and wraps my head in an even tighter reverse headscissors. While the view of her ass is great the pain that she has me in isn’t. She grabs my legs and now I’m completely trapped. It’s taking everything in me not to scream out my submission but my pride isn’t allowing me to give up, not yet at least. Using every ounce of strength that I have I force my legs from her arms and roll her off of me. I hook my arm underneath one of her legs and wrap her up on a tight cradle pin. She giggles. “Too bad there aren’t any pins” Damn it, I had forgotten that and instinctively went for a pin. She positioned her free leg underneath and tried to shove my face away but I moved it and now hooked her other leg. Now both of her legs were trapped in my cradle pin and I had my arms firmly locked. She kicked like a mule to escape and I thought I had her, but I underestimated the power of her legs and she bucked free, sending me slamming onto the floor. Tamara tried to pounce on me but I slipped out of the way and wrapped my arms tightly around her in a reverse bear hug. I placed her on the ground on her stomach and squeezed some more.

“You’re not getting out of this one Tam” I said to her. “Fuck you, I’m not giving up” She attempts to pry my arms loose but it’s not happening. All of a sudden…BAM! She places a firm elbow in my stomach, and another one and another one. She starts to kick my legs with her feet wildly and I have no choice but to let the hold go. She jumps on me and lays her breasts on my face and wraps me up in an airtight breast smother. I try to push her off but she wraps her hands around my head and forces it up. I grab her by the waist and try to roll her over and at the same time she attempts to trap my legs. I’m almost successful until she leaps up and sits on my neck and pins my arms down above my head in the same movement.

“It’s over, in a few minutes you’ll be mine.”
She pins my arms down with her feet and stands up.
“Are you ready? I don’t care if you are or not, here it comes”.
She comes down hard on my face with what I referred to in the previous story as the nicest ass on Earth. She just sits there and doesn’t move, enjoying my muffled sounds underneath her. Of course I can’t breathe, and she begins to laugh when she sees the look of worry in my eyes. I’ve never seen this cruel and sadistic side of her and I wasn’t prepared for it. I struggle for all I’m worth and she can tell when I’m weakening. “Give up?” she asks me.
I have no choice but to say “Yeah, I give” when she temporarily raises up to give me some air.

She happily sits back down again.

“You know how I am, I hate to lose, and anybody who’s ever beaten me I always paid back a hundred fold. You’re no exception. Hopefully we can still be cool afterwards, but tonight I have to get my payback and you have to learn a lesson.” I figured that she would keep letting me regain some air every once in awhile until she was done rubbing in her victory but that wasn’t the case. She just sat there with every intention on making me pass out. Once I realized this I tried to maneuver out of my predicament but was way too weak. I was completely at her mercy and was out for the count.

I woke up later on and was now on her bed with my hands tied behind my back and my ankles tied together. A bare foot came from nowhere and stepped on my chest. I looked up and saw Tamara in all her glory. She had gotten rid of the lingerie and was now in her birthday suit, and a lovely suit it was. “What in the hell are you doing, let me go” I said to her.
She shook her head.
“Your lesson isn’t over with yet, just chill out.”
“What lesson are you talking about; it was just a damn wrestling match. I beat you, you beat me and we’re even.”
“No, we’re not even. Not by a long shot. I take my record seriously and you’re the only one…man or woman that’s put a loss on it.”
At this point I’m confused as hell. “What fuckin record are you talking about?” Tamara sighs. “I never told you guys but there’s this underground circuit that I’m in, we wrestle every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Women are in it, Men are in it and we draw straws to see who goes against who. I beat everyone who I ever went against and I’m the champion of the whole league. Then you come along and get lucky and pin me. I can’t let that get out man.”
“Oh, didn’t know that. The only people that know are Christina and Kim anyway and I haven’t told anybody.”
“I know that, and I trust you and them. But to be on the safe side, let me show you what would happen if you do decide to open your mouth.”

Tamara sits down on my chest and viciously rubs her feet in my face and mouth hard; she even kicks me very hard just to get her point across. Before I know it she plops down on my face hard and grinds away, controlling my head with her hands to make sure that I can’t get any air. I pass out again and wake up the next morning with my hands and ankles untied and still in her bed.

Tamara walks in wearing the same blue jeans from the night before and a tight fitting t-shirt. “Bought time you woke up, get yourself cleaned up and lets get some breakfast. My treat” I pinch myself to make sure that it’s real. This is the same sweet and kind Tamara that I knew before.

“Don’t worry, we’re back to how it was. I didn’t mean to be such a bitch last night but I wanted to let you know that I was for real. You’re not mad are you?” I shake my head no.

“Nah, we’re ok. You have to let me watch a match in this underground…” ”Maybe, just keep that and what we talked about to yourself. Hurry up and take a shower, I’m hungry.”

Tamara leaves the room. I didn’t believe that last night was just a one time occurrence and that the ugly side of Tamara would show itself once again. I would like to know what this underground circuit that she mentioned is all about and I was hell bent on finding out.

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The girls from the soccer team had been drinking on and off throughout the day and they were starting to get a little crazy. This big Asian girl had been flirting with David and playfully teasing him for most of the afternoon, and tonight she was challenging him to have a wrestling match with her. She seemed very interested in David and this was quite obvious to the rest of the girls as well. Her friends called her Sandy. And Sandy was getting very drunk. She kept telling David that she could beat him and pin him easily in a wrestling match. And she made sure that her girlfriends from the soccer team knew this as well.

The sun had gone down and they were all on the beach. Six girls from the soccer team and six guys who were hanging out with them. Sandy’s words were a little slurred. Everyone was still drinking and Sandy was even more persistent now in her wrestling challenge to David. David’s friends were also encouraging him to wrestle the big Asian girl. David eventually gave in and decided to settle this once and for all.

Sandy was 5’8″ tall and weighed a solid 145lbs. She was an attractive Asian girl with long black hair and was wearing a light tan bikini. David was just slightly taller, at 5’9″ and weighed close to 150lbs. He was wearing a pair of swimming trunks.

The small group on the beach watched as Sandy and David stood up and faced each other in the sand. And before David realized what was happening, Sandy had charged him and quickly tackled him down into the sand. David found himself on his back with the big Asian bitch laying on top of him. It looked as if David was quickly going to lose this match and end up pined beneath Sandy, but after taking him down, Sandy wasn’t doing much except laying on him and laughing almost hysterically. She was quite drunk. If she hadn’t been, Sandy would have pinned David easily. She was a very solid and very athletic girl.

David pushed the cute Asian girl off of him and got up to his knees next to her. Sandy was laying on her side in the sand and David rolled her over to her back and quickly straddled her with his legs. He looked down into Sandy’s face and she was still laughing but she wasn’t fighting him at all. David took hold of her wrists and pressed them down into the sand next to the sides of her head and he sat down onto her flat stomach.

David looked down into Sandy’s face as he sat on her and she was smiling up at him and still laughing a little. She did not resist him at all. As everyone watched, David slid up just a little more and placed his knees onto Sandy’s biceps and pinned her arms down in the sand.

“I thought you could pin me.” David said to Sandy.

“I can.” Sandy replied quietly, her words slurred even more now. “Wait ’till I get… out of this…”

“You’re not getting out of this.” David said to the big Asian girl who he kept pinned in the sand. “I’m gonna keep you here all night.”

As the other girls from the soccer team watched somewhat nervously now, David slid even more forward and made himself comfortable on Sandy’s chest.

“MMMffff!!” The Asian girl moaned as David smashed her breasts down under his ass. With her shoulders pinned under his shins, David released her wrists and put his hands onto the tops of his thighs.

“I got you good, huh?” David teased Sandy.

Sandy slid her hands in and placed them on David’s knees as he sat on her chest. She continued to smile up at David.

David slowly slid his knees in until his inner thighs were lightly pressed against the sides of Sandy’s head. As he glanced down into her cute stuck face between his thighs, she continued to stare up at him with a smile on her face. She seemed to be enjoying herself as David sat on top of her breasts.

“Give up?” David asked Sandy.

“No!” Sandy quickly replied as she began to slide her legs around in the sand in a very feeble attempt to dislodge David from his dominating position astride of her. But David was getting the best of her. He rode her chest as Sandy tried to struggle a little more and he was not about to let her up until she submitted.

“Just give up and I’ll let you go.” David smiled down to Sandy’s face between his thighs.

“No Way!” Sandy replied with a laugh. “You’re gonna be so sorry.”

“I don’t think so.” David smiled as Sandy continued to squirm around beneath him.

As Sandy struggled a little harder now, David found himself being forced more forward on the Asian girl until the crotch of his swimming trunks gently pressed against Sandy’s chin. He had her good and she was completely at his mercy. The other girls began encouraging Sandy to struggle harder against David, but Sandy seemed somewhat content in her current and very submissive position beneath David. Her squirming body slowly came to rest and she looked up meekly at David who towered over her. And everyone who was watching could see that she was smiling and occasionally laughing. Sandy was enjoying herself and this seemed to reassure her friends from the soccer team that she was in no danger.

David was sitting just above Sandy’s breasts, very high on her chest as his thighs pressed against the sides of her head. Sandy’s shoulders were pinned tight beneath David’s lower shins. Her hands were resting on the tops of David’s thighs as she continued to smile up at him. Sandy’s chin lightly brushed against the crotch of David’s swim trunks. Sandy’s breathing was somewhat labored now, but outside of that she didn’t seem as if she was in any discomfort. If she was, she certainly wasn’t showing it.

“Give up yet?” David asked Sandy as he looked down into her cute face between his thighs.

“No.” Sandy meekly replied somewhat defiantly as she lay motionless beneath him.

David began to slowly slide back on Sandy until he got comfortable sitting just below her breasts. He kept her arms pinned as his knees pressed onto her biceps.

“I’m not letting you up until you give.” David smiled. His weight settled onto Sandy’s mid-section as he kept the big Asian girl pinned securely in the sand. Sandy slid her hands in and placed them on David’s knees which continued to press somewhat hard on her biceps. Sandy was smiling and laughing a little and didn’t seem as if she was in any hurry to give up.

David put the palms of his hands onto the sides of Sandy’s face against her cheeks as he sat on her. She was still smiling up at him.

“Maybe you’ll give up if I bitch-slap you a little?” David suggested to the big Asian girl.

“Don’t you dare!” Sandy mumbled as she lay motionless on her back in the sand.

As David sat on her, he began to lightly pat Sandy’s cheeks with the palms of his hands.

“Stop it!” Sandy laughed as she slowly moved her head from side to side as she tried to avoid the light slaps to her face.

With his knees still pinning Sandy’s biceps to the sand, David continued to slap the cheeks of the cute Asian girl’s face.

“Just give up.” David smiled as he teased her. “You know you lost.”

“Ok!.. Ok!..” Sandy replied, finally surrendering to David. “I give! You win.”

“If I wasn’t… so drunk,” Sandy smiled, “I’d.. kick your.. ass.”

As the other girls and the guys on the beach watched, David continued to sit on Sandy for a few more minutes. He kept his knees pressed on Sandy’s biceps to keep her arms pinned. Sandy was motionless and she was very submissively smiling up at David. She knew that she had been beat, and she also knew that she was at his mercy. And Sandy appeared to like this very much.

David eventually got off of the big Asian girl and let her up. But this wasn’t over. As Sandy lay in bed later that night and slowly sobered up, her breasts began to ache a little from when David sat on them before, and her biceps were bruised from where David pinned them with his knees. Sandy knew that she had to get him back for this. She was looking forward to it.

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I like watching mixed wrestling Video. One of the videos advertised it wanted men to have a wrestling match with a women so I apply by E-Mail. I got a reply with a photo’s of women who would like to have a match with me. I choose a women who called herself Black Widow and I E-Mailed her. She told me a bit about her self and I also told her a bit about myself and also send her a photo of my self. I had never done real wrestling before but still decided to have a match with Black Widow. I thought it would a bit of fun for me. We arranged to meet in London England last week.

I got there at about 12-noon and she greeted me at the door. I was taken into a small room and we both sat down and talked for a little while about the match. We decided it would be a one hour wrestling match and the winner would the person who got the most submissions in that time. Then I was told to go to another room and get ready for the match. When I was ready I came out and waited for Black Widow. She came back then took me into another very large room with a wrestling ring in the middle of it. I was very nervous about seeing the ring as I thought I was going to be wrestling on mats as i have seen in most of my video’s. Black Widow could see by my face I was feeling nervous and asked me if I had ever had a match in a ring before and I said no.

So do you want have this match? she asked. I did not say anything for a while thinking to myself I could not give in now as I had come so far… so I told her I did. So Black Widow said “let’s get it”. She went up some steps and climbed into the ring and went to one corner of the ring waiting for me. After a while, Black Widow shouted, “whats keeping you Dale? are you a chicken?” I did not like that and quickly climbed into the ring and went to the other corner. Black Widow took off her dressing-gown and she was wearing a leotard, fishnet tight and boots. I was only wearing some shorts. Black Widow looked really nice… short in height but well built and strong. As I looked at her from my corner, all I could think about to run away as I thought I was going to be killed. Then I came to my senses, thinking women can’t really wrestle and I told her that. Black Widow glared at me and then her mouth twisted into a smirk. We both came to the middle of the ring and shook each others hand. Black Widow said, “come on then… what are you waiting for Dale? We have not got all day.”

I try to get hold of her head but with no luck… she just pushed me down. I tried to get up she got hold of my right leg and got me down and started to twist it. I try to kick her off but with no luck… in the end I had to submit. I was not very happy submitting so quickly as we had only been wrestling a short while. I was not going to give into a women so I had a little rest then we restarted again. We both came to the middle of the ring and again Black Widow said to me, “what are you waiting for… a bus or something?” I tried to get hold of her head again and I did manage to get her into a head lock walking around the ring and feeling happy with myself. It did not last very long… she got out of the hold very easily and got me into the same hold – a head lock. She started to squeeze my head and I could feel my head going round and I could also see stars in front of my eyes. She asked, “do you want to submit?” I did not say anything. “Did you hear me Dale? Do you want to submit before I squeeze you to death?” I said, “yes! yes!” and she let go of my head. I fell down holding my head and again Black Widow came over to me and asked, “so do you still think women can’t wrestle?”. I was in bad shape and could see stars in front of my eyes. I could not say anything so again I though to myself I can’t give into a woman.

After having a rest again, we restarted in the middle of the ring. What do you think Black Widow said to me?, “what are you waiting for Dale?” I managed to get hold of her right leg and got her down and started to twist her leg as hard as I could. But she has very strong legs. As I was doing this, I could see Black Widow was getting mad and the more I twisted her leg she got angrier. It sure did seem that Black Widow getting madder and if she got out of the hold she was going to kill me. After a little while of this, Black Widow kicked out and I knew I was in trouble. I tried to escape out of the ring but with no luck. She caught me by the hair and throw me back into the ring. When I got up she lifted me up and gave me a body slam and then did a splash on me. I could not get up so I was counted out. As I layed in the middle of the ring Black Widow came over to me again and said, “do you still think women can’t wrestle?”. After a few mins Black Widow came over to me and said do you went to give up now and my answer was no way as I though to myself again I can’t give up to a women.

Luckily I had not broken any ribs so after a very long rest this time I decide to go on. I got hold of Black Widow right arm and started to twist it then I put it in a back hammer and some how manage to get her down. Now as I had her down in a back hammer, I was plaesed with myself and I was thinking this was the best chance I had of getting a submit out of Black Widow. But I was only dreaming and as she was a lot stronger than me. She managed to break out of the hold and she got hold of my right arm twisted it and then gave me a posting. Then she got me by the hair and got me to my feet and then threw me across the ring. As I tried to get up, she got hold of my two legs and turn me over and got me into a boston crab. I submitted straight away. Black Widow did finally broke the hold I lay in the middle of the ring. I was totally defeated. Both she and I knew it. It must have been about 30 mins or so before I could move. I got to the other room and got dressed and then some how found my way out and got a cab and went home.

After a few days I put on my computer and found an e-Mail from Black Widow saying, “So do you still think women can’t wrestle? I was only playing with you Dale. Hopefully we can can have a real wrestling match if you are a man and not a mouse”. Hopefully one day I will have a rematch with Black Widow and this time I will be preare.

Dale.

I was in a mixed wrestling match that did not go as I thought it would. In fact it was quite painful. Jackie was a relatively new employee. One day we were talking about sports and I mentioned that I was a varsity wrestler (just graduated from high school a year before). Jackie insisted that I was too puny (I am 5’6” and was in the 150lb weight class). I told her she was a big cow (she is 6’1” and 220lbs). Jackie laughed and said she’d take me easily. She went on to talk about her experience as a jello wrestler. I told her that rolling around in jello with other women was not the same as going against someone with strategy and training. I added that she sure did not look like any jello wrestler I had ever seen. She asked, “so why don’t you bring it on?” I told her she was making a mistake and would be happy to oblige. I figured while she is certainly bigger and maybe even stronger, she was not as fast and definitely not as trained.

We headed back to the dock where a couple of people laid out a set of packing mats. Jackie asked, “are you sure you want to do this? I am going to kick your ass”. I told her, “just worry about yourself”. She was dressed in jeans and blouse and I had on a t-shirt and jeans. We kicked off our shoes and stepped onto the mats. There was part of me that had some doubt… she was BIG!

Jackie crouched down and said, “bring it on”. I rushed her and we locked up. Before she knew what was happening, I twisted around behind her and tripped her to the ground. I got onto her back and got her into a full nelson. She was struggling trying to use her hands to get a hold of my face and instead was just flailing at the side of my head. I laughed and knew that just would not work. Clearly, she felt rather trapped and I locked my grip tighter. It seemed she just might give and stopped struggling. I asked her, “have you had enough yet?” I looked up at the circle of people who were standing around watching. They were surprised at my quick victory.

Jackie said, “Give up to you? You have got to be kidding”. Jackie then got up to her and knees while held onto the full nelson. I thought she was going to stand up. Instead, she flung herself backwards landing right on top of me. I was stunned. Her 220lbs hit like a freight train.

Before I was able to collect myself and try something, she scrambled, flipped and was over me. She crashed her weight onto my stomach knocking the wind out of me. I shoved with all of my might and almost knocked her backwards but she caught herself in time. Then she started grabbing at my wrists. It was not long before she got them and pinned my arms to the ground. Her arms were very strong and with her weight behind it, it was impossible to prevent. Jackie got her knees onto my shoulders and sat upright. Her weight on my belly was enormous.

I tried to roll over but it she was too heavy. Same for bucking her off… in fact that made it worse.. the crash landings were pain filled and energy sapping. Jackie looked down into my face and said, “so all that varsity stuff was a waste time wasn’t it”. I told her I never had to wrestle a ten to cow before. She asked, “ten tons eh?” She then started bouncing her but on top of my stomach. The slams were getting to be quite uncomfortable and it was hard to breath with her doing that. It also was pretty bad for my ribs.

After a number of slams, she got tired of bouncing on top of me… maybe she wasn’t athletic enough to keep it up. Finally she said, “you give”? Just wanting her off of me, I said I did. She tapped me across the face and said, “just remember… you got beat by a ten ton cow and I’ll be happy to do it again. By the way, I was the jello wrestler who ALWAYS won”. Laying there with her on top of me, I vowed to get revenge.

Contributed by: GeraldK