Teri Ann By Montrose Teri Ann chuckled as she clomped along through the crisp autumn evening. The campus was draped in fall colors and she was pumped from her recent victory. After only one week she could tell college was going to be a breeze. She thought back to just a few minutes earlier, back in the gym. *** She had been nervous as hell. She looked to her left and right and guessed she could pound any one of the young men standing beside her. She was as tall as the tallest and in the best physical shape. Maybe she was giving up 40 or 50 pounds to the big kid at the end of the line – but he looked slow and stupid. She had made bigger boys than him beg for mercy. Teri Ann had first picked up fighting in the back alleys. Then she had picked up wrestling while winning the state title two years running in high school. Now she stood in the freshman wrestling team line-up at the state university. Including her there were 25 people trying out for 5 open spots. The coach kept giving her a nasty grin as he passed back and forth barking out his rules. He had a reputation as a tough guy who only wanted results. When was he going to let them pair up and let her show him how she could kick ass? He had been snarling malarkey for 15 minutes now. ”Teri Ann!” He barked. Teri Ann jumped so that her ample rack bounced in her tight athletic bra. “Sir!” she shouted back as he had instructed earlier. She held him in high respect – an authority figure not to be questioned - her coach. “Step forward.” He snarled. Teri Ann smiled and stepped forward – she had hopes that he would pit her against one of these other jamokes. Then he would see what she could do. “I am now going to demonstrate my philosophy of wrestling which is simply, show no mercy!” He spat the last three words into Teri Ann’s face. Her smile wilted. Then he stepped up and pressed his chest into hers. He was an inch taller than her but her shoulders were just a touch more impressive. He whispered. “You got some clankin’ balls thinking you can make this all-man team, cunt. This aint like wrestling the kiddies in high school.” Then he stepped back and yelled at her. “Round One! Let’s do it!” Teri Ann hesitated. Coach Brown did not. He bowled into her and knocked her flat on her back. When he fell on top of her it knocked the wind from her. He got her in a headlock and banged her head into the mat so hard she saw stars. He flipped around to roll her up into a small package. But by now Teri Ann knew she was in a fight. And the coach had taken himself down from the pedestal and lowered himself to the position of opponent – or raw meat as Teri Ann thought of them. She grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Coach Brown sneered as his mouth slammed into the mat. But he was an old hand, trained as a warrior. He slipped and flipped around and somehow got behind Teri Ann. He pounded a knee into the small of her back and eventually wrenched his arm from her grasp. He fell on her with a choke hold. Teri Ann didn’t have the quick, perfect moves that he had. She just grabbed his wrists in her hands and pulled his arms off her neck again. Like a rag doll, she flipped him over her shoulder and down onto the mat in front of her. She grabbed the coach’s head in her strong hands and stuffed it between her thighs. To be sure he fought against this, but she gave him no choice. Then she squeezed. She gritted her teeth and crushed his skull hard until he broke down and whimpered. The coach twisted and yanked but could not break free. For a good three minutes he fought with his head locked between this young girl’s legs. The other boys stared with gaping mouths as the coach’s head turned purple and his struggles became weak. “Think I’ll make the team, boys?” Teri Ann teased. She gave an extra hard squeeze and the coach yelped for mercy. Teri Ann finally let go and hopped up. She pulled the coach to his feet. He staggered pathetically. “Show no mercy! Yes Sir!” She yelled. Then she yanked him up off the ground, up over her head arms extended, and then threw him back down to the mat. He bounced then lay nearly unconscious. She walked to his side (taking her time) then dropped down driving both knees deep into his gut. He doubled up and she backhanded his face back down to the mat. Casually, she pulled his head back up by the hair and got him in a choking headlock. She flipped them both over and mashed his face into the mat for a while, dragging it back and forth until it was red and raw. Finally, Teri Ann reached around and put the coach in a small package, kissing his own knee and his shoulders pinned to the matt. She yelled out the count. “One! Two! Three! Four! Five!” She let him go, but kneed him in the face as she stood up. He collapsed and quivered in a heap between her legs. Still the boys stood in line, mouths open. “Care for round two, coach?” She asked with her hands on her hips. He managed to shake his head no. “All in favor of making me team captain raise your hand.” She shouted. Every boy raised his hand. Teri Ann booted the coach in the ribs. “I said raise your hand.” She growled. He raised his hand too – as high as he could. “Fine.” She said. “I practice only when I feel like it – just let me know when the meets are. I’ll leave it to Coach Brown to decide the other four spots.” She kicked him again. “Don’t fuck it up, Coach.” *** Yes, it had been delicious. Now she climbed the steps 3 at a time to her 6th floor dorm room. She burst into the hall and was stopped by the sound of sobbing coming from the room next to hers. It was Sally Golden a slight built girl – sweet, but shy. The door was open. Teri Ann stepped in and raised Sally’s face with a single finger. “What happened Sally?” she asked with tender concern. Sally looked at Teri Ann doubtfully for a moment. Tears covered her face and wet down her blue blouse. “You can tell me.” Whispered Teri Ann. “It’s my dad.” Gulped Sally. “He… he says I have to come home this weekend.” “And you’ll miss you friends?” said Teri Ann, guessing. There was a silence. Even Sally’s panting breath had stopped for a moment. “He beats me.” Sally finally whispered. “What?” “Me and my mom. I’ve never gone this long without a beating. It’s been a week and I don’t want to go back. But if I don’t I’m afraid… my poor mom…” Sally began sobbing again. Teri Ann picked her up and sat her down on her lap. After Sally had cried for a while Teri Ann came to a decision. “You’ll go back, Sally. But I’m coming with you.” “Oh no!” Gasped Sally. “He would kill you!” Teri Ann laughed. “No. Really!” said Sally. “Daddy is mean and fights like an animal.” “You know Coach Brown?” Asked Teri Ann. “Of course. Now HE could whip my daddy. I wish he would…” Teri Ann picked up the phone and handed it to Sally. She dialed the gym. “You tell whoever answers that Teri Ann wants Coach Brown to get his sorry ass to the phone.” “What?” Sally was confused. “Oh. Hello?” She said into the phone. She looked at Teri Ann and shrugged. “Tell Coach Brown that Teri Ann wants him to get his sorry ass to the phone…. He’s getting him.” “When he gets on the phone you tell him to admit what I just did to him or I’ll come back and do it again.” Said Teri Ann. “Hello. Coach Brown?” Sally was on the phone again. “I’ve got Teri Ann here. She wants you to tell me what she just did to you or she’ll come down and do it again…. Yes.” Sally’s eyes got big. “Now just calm down and tell me… what?” She looked at Teri Ann with those big brown eyes. “Oh my god… And you couldn’t do anything to stop her... Oh, that must have hurt… Still does? What?... Yes. I’ll ask her... Goodbye.” “Well?” asked Teri Ann smiling. “He said he is very sorry if he offended you and… well… he begged like a baby that you not do it again.” “I make no promises.” Sally looked Teri Ann up and down as she sat on her lap. “Let me feel your muscle.” She demanded. Teri Ann lifted one thick bicep up in Sally’s little face. “Oh my…” she gasped. Then Teri Ann flexed. Sally was breathless. She grabbed it and caressed it. She tried to squeeze it but couldn’t make a dent. She was drawn to it like a moth to a flame and soon, she kissed it tenderly. Teri Ann purred and nuzzled Sally’s soft blonde hair. She loved men, but sometimes a sweet little lady like Sally could make for a warm cozy night as well. “We’ll let your mom know I’m coming, but I want it to be a surprise to your old man.” “Thank you.” Sally sighed and she cuddled up in the safety of Teri Ann’s arms. She slipped her mouth up Teri Ann’s powerful neck. “Oh my…” sighed Teri Ann. *** When they approached the steps to Sally’s home a male voice yelled out, “If you can’t stay out of the way when I’m watching TV I’m gonna loosen your teeth!” “That’s daddy.” Whispered Sally taking up a position behind Teri Ann. “Mom’s probably just bringing him a beer.” They came in the kitchen door. Mother and daughter clutched each other then looked up at Teri Ann standing in the doorway. She pretty much filled it. “Is she really that tough? He’s in one of his moods.” Said Sally’s mom. “Don’t you worry about me, Mrs. Golden. And I promise not to actually kill your husband, though he may need a doctor’s care.” “Is that Sally?” came a yell from the living room. “Sally! You stupid runt! Run down and get me some cigarettes before I whap your ass!” Teri Ann slipped past the mother and daughter to take a look at Mr. Golden. He was a tough looking goat of about 45 years. He had wide hairy knuckles and well defined arms. When he saw Teri Ann he was taken back for a moment. “Who the fuck are you.” He finally grunted. “I’m one of Sally’s little friends. And I’m here to tell you to shut the fuck up and stop being an asshole.” “Oh dear…” sighed Mrs. Golden from the kitchen. “You better watch your mouth, bitch! Watch your manners!” “Or what?” Asked Teri Ann, cool as an autumn breeze. “Or maybe you’re gonna teach me some? Maybe you should give me a spankin an teach me my place.” She turned around, lifted her pleated wool skirt up around her waist and presented her big round rump to Mr. Golden. His eyes lit up at the sight of it. Mr. Golden smiled. “That is so.” He stood up slow, but didn’t step forward. He looked Teri Ann over carefully. A flicker of doubt crossed his brow for just a moment. “Your folks must-a fed you pretty damn good. You’re built like a horse.” “And you smell like one.” Snapped back Teri Ann. Mr. Golden’s eyes sparked but he kept his head. “I told you too...” He snarled. “Fuck you old man.” Said Teri Ann. She remained calm and relaxed showing him both middle fingers on either side of her ass. She stood a head taller than him. But she was just a fucking girl! A girl with the ripest ass he’d ever seen – but those leg muscles kept flexing with a power that could pull his truck out of the mud… “Are you going to take this shit from a girl?” Asked Teri Ann. “What are you? Some kinda limp little fag?” That had the impact she was looking for. Mr. Golden came at her like a freight train. He blasted into her with his full force. He slapped her big ass and mashed a fist into her back. He intended to topple her over then beat her on the kitchen floor. No such luck. He was stopped short when he ran into her. She might as well have been a brick wall. She back-handed him in the face so hard it dropped him to the carpet. He leaped up but was immediately snared in Teri Ann’s arms, deep in a bear hug. As he struggled her skirt flipped and tossed. Teri Ann lifted him and walked toward the front door. “I’ll just take this trash outside Mrs. Golden.” She called over her shoulder. “I don’t want to mess up your nice clean house.” When they got outside she chucked Mr. Golden into the center of his front yard. She walked down the steps as he collected himself. A few neighbors were doing yard work and stopped to watch the fuss. Sally waved. Mr. Golden charged and Teri Ann dropped him with a foot in the face. He tried to get up then fell over. He got to his knees. Teri Ann locked his head between her knees. Then she reached down and took off his belt. “This is for all the beatings you’ve ever given to your daughter and wife.” She said loud enough for the curious neighbors to hear. Then she flayed his back and ass with his own belt. Mr. Golden howled and struggled but couldn’t get his head free. Slowly his pants and shirt were cut to ribbons as was the flesh under. Teri Ann kept raising that big arm and bringing it down, lashing him over and over. Mrs. Golden and Sally watched from the porch. Mrs. Golden smiled. Then a big fellow leaped over the side fence. “Knock that off, Bitch!” He yelled. “Teri Ann!” Sally yelled. Teri Ann stopped flogging Mr. Golden, made a loop of the belt and dropped it over this new man’s head as he approached. Before he could remove it she pulled it tight around his neck by yanking on the end of the belt. He stumbled forward and choked. Teri Ann punched him in the face making him lurch backward… until he reached the end of the belt. Then she pulled him forward again. She punched him again, sending him backward. She jerked him back and punched him back again. She kept this up for 3 more rounds before his legs went out. Teri Ann lifted the unconscious man off the ground by the belt around his neck, hanging him. “Does anyone want this?” She asked the crowd of neighbors that had gathered. A small woman stepped up to the fence. “That’s my husband.” She whispered. “And I can’t say I’ve ever seen him look better.” The ladies in the crowd laughed. They all knew he was another wife beater but no one had ever been strong enough to stand up to him. He and Mr. Golden had been a bit of a team. Now Teri Ann had them both at her mercy. She dropped the man and turned back to Mr. Golden. He was awake but just barely. She lifted him and slammed his back into a tree, shaking the branches above. She ran toward him and mashed her big ass into his belly, shaking the tree again. When she stepped back he couldn’t fall – he was mashed too hard into the bark of the tree. So Teri Ann slapped him across the face, knocking his limp body to the grass. Polite applause rippled through the watching housewives. Teri Ann flexed for them. They started to part and make way for a new man. A policeman. “Jesus.” He gasped when he saw the two big men lying on the grass. “What the hell came through here?” Teri Ann stepped up to him. “These two are wife beaters, officer.” He didn’t seem to hear. “What happened here?” “I did.” Said Teri Ann. The cop finally focused on her. He had to tilt his head back to look her in the eye. And her shoulders spread out past his. He gulped. “Y.. y..y..you don’t say.” He stammered. “I do say.” He started to back away but she grabbed his tie. “Let me ask you Barney. You ever get a call for domestic violence around here?” The cop stammered for a while. He had on several occasions but he tended to ignore them. Teri Ann yanked him back and forth by his tie. “The next time you do you better respond or I’ll stuff your nightstick up your tight little ass. You got me?” She snarled in his face. He was almost in tears. He felt for his gun. Teri Ann snatched it away and whipped him in the face with it. He fell at her feet. She emptied it into the sky then threw it down at him. “Now haul these shits off for disturbing the peace.” “Y… yes miss.” Stammered the cop. “Yes miss.” More applause from the watching women. Teri waved. “Thanks ladies. Just let Mrs. Golden know if you every want me to stop by again.” She called. The ladies all retired to secure homes while Officer Johnson pulled and tugged at the snakes in the grass.