Team U.S.A.
By valerafon
The girls gymnastics team will go on strike, unless.....

This is a work of fiction and should not be read by anyone under 
the age of eighteen. Please do not read further if you are offended 
by violence and or sexual content.


"Promises, promises, that's all you've given us," Kathy screamed at 
her coach. 

Vladimir shook his head in disgust and shouted back, "Just through 
the world's." Then he got his voice under control and said in a 
softer more controlled manner, "You girl's are the favorites. We 
can win some of the gold medals. Isn't that what all of you girls 
have worked so hard for?"

Kathy turned towards the other girls who were just behind her with 
their arms folded over their chests. They were all there; Beth, 
Traci, Cloretta, Yaki, and Kathy's best friend Didi. It was a 
complete show of support from all the girls. She couldn't let 
Vladimir talk them out of it again. No, she wouldn't let them down. 
Her resolve hardened once again.

"All we want is one night....One lousy date with some college 
boys."

Vladimir was shaking his head no even before he answered, "College 
boys! Out of the question. Boys weaken legs! Not before the worlds. 
Maybe afterwards..."

Vladimir was throwing out that olive branch again. Kathy had heard 
it all before, all the girls had. No, it was time for their 
bombshell. Instead of anger, Kathy started to talk very calmly 
showing her maturity. After all, she was team captain and the 
oldest at age seventeen.

"We've been cooped up in this training facility for almost a year.
We haven't even seen our families since Christmas. All we want is 
one night with some college boys. They could meet us here after 
practice."

"Out of the question," Vladimir reiterated. 

"Then all of us are going on strike. We won't participate in the 
world games," Kathy stated firmly. 

Vladimir looked at them in shock and horror. American girls he 
thought to himself in disgust, they have much too much freedom. His 
gaze settled on each girl in turn, they seemed to be putting up a 
united front this time. Finally, he said very coldly, "Then all of 
you will be replaced!"

Kathy was prepared for Vladimir's gambit, they all were. They had 
heard it all before. This time though, they weren't going to give 
in to their coach. She answered very calmly, "That's OK with us. We 
would like to see our families again.... And of course, our 
substitutes won't win any medals."

Vladimir didn't answer immediately. He looked at each girl once 
again. All he saw was firm resolve. He started to pace. Why did I 
defect he asked himself? Russian girls understand sacrifice and 
pain. 

Quickly his thoughts turned to the committee. He had assured them 
that this year the team would win a medal or two. Even a couple of 
gold medals was not out of the question with these girls. The 
talent was there and he had trained them well. What was he to do? 
He stopped pacing and faced the girls once again. In a calmer voice 
he asked, "What do you have in mind?"

A smile of triumph spread across Kathy's face and then she turned 
and quickly huddled with the other five girls. They whispered with 
each other for several minutes while Vladimir paced nervously 
nearby. Finally, the caucus broke up and Kathy and the other girls 
approached him once again.

"All we want is one night with some college boys!"

Vladimir shook his head from side-to-side even as he listened 
before he answered, "No!"

This time Kathy folded her hands about her chest and remained 
silent just staring back at her coach in defiance. 

Finally, it was the coach who began to plead, "Didi's only thirteen 
and even you Kathy are only seventeen." 

Kathy remained quiet, an intractable look written all over her 
lovely young face.

He reminded her further, "You're just a senior in high school." 
Then in a very unconvincing voice, he added,  "No! College boys are 
out of the question....You're just children!" 

This time it was Didi who spoke up, "We've had to grow up so fast." 
Then she pointed to her coach and added, "You've made us grow up. 
All we've had time for is practicing and traveling, and competing 
all over the world." 

Vladimir began to pace again, but he was listening.

Then it was Didi's turn to shake her head from side-to-side as she 
answered her coach's last statement very defiantly, "No, we haven't 
been children for ages." Then her gaze dropped to the floor and she 
added in a softer sadder voice, "We've missed out on so much." 

Vladimir stopped pacing and turned and looked at Didi his face 
softening.

Didi paused for a few moments and then she looked directly at her 
coach once again and she shouted out her next words, "WE WANT SOME 
COLLEGE BOYS!" 

Vladimir sighed heavily, his hand went to his chin and he felt his 
day old beard while he thought. Finally, he said, "Just one date 
and you can't miss practice and you must be chaperoned."

The girls let out with a loud cheer, but quickly huddled once again 
before Kathy spoke.

"One date is OK with us, but it has to be next Saturday night and 
they can meet us here after practice." Then she dropped her next 
bombshell. "We want to be alone with them."

"No way!" Vladimir said halfheartedly, his resolve weakening.

"All we want is five hours alone with them. We'll set up a stereo 
and do some dancing here in the gym," Kathy told her coach. 

This time Vladimir was the one who folded his hands about his 
chest, but Kathy could tell he was still listening.

"Kathy's voice became more emotional as she explained further, "All 
we want to do is talk with them, to see how some normal boys 
live.... At midnight you can take us back to the dorm, and they can 
go home...And then we'll win those lousy medals for you."

What boys Vladimir wondered? Did the girls know some boys? He 
quickly dismissed that as impossible, but he had to ask. "Do you 
have some boys in mind?"

Kathy's smile faded and she quickly caucused with the other girls 
again. When she was ready to answer his question, she dropped 
another bomb on poor Vladimir. 

"We want you to supply the boys!"

"Me?"

"Yes! Here's what we want...they have to be in college, but no 
freshman....And we want mature boys." 

After her statement, Kathy looked back to the girls and they all 
nodded their approval. 

Then she continued on, "And we don't want jocks. Jocks are too 
stuck up and into themselves," she told her coach firmly.

After her latest demand, Kathy paused to let Vladimir answer.

Vladimer shook his head in disbelief, but didn't say anything to 
the girls. Instead, he looked up towards the ceiling like he was 
appealing to a higher authority. Finally, he pulled out his pad and 
started to write everything down.

Kathy looked back at the girls and smiled. Had they won? Before she 
lost her momentum she quickly continued on with their demands, "We 
want you to find us some nice "Joe college" types."

Vladimir stopped writing and asked, "Joe college? What is this Joe 
college?"

"Just typical down to earth boys," Kathy replied.

As always, Didi chimed in, "Even a bunch of wimps will do!"

"Wimps? What is this wimps? Vladimir asked.

Kathy gave Didi a stern look and shook her head no. Didi got the 
message and stopped offering her help. Kathy turned back to 
Vladimir and said, "Just normal guys...ones who wouldn't be afraid 
to date girls with muscles." 

"Ahh!" Vlaimer replied. A smile spreading across his face as he 
realized the girls fears. "You want to meet some boys who won't 
mind going out with female joc..." He stopped and amended his 
wording, "Athletic women."

All the girls looked at one another and shook their heads in 
agreement.

"And where am I to find these "Joe college" types?" he asked.

Kathy was ready for that question as well. She remembered seeing 
one of the assistant coach's nephews on occasion. She thought he 
was cute and would be just perfect for what she had in mind. She 
even found out that he was a Sophomore at City College, and that 
his name was Ben. So boldly she suggested, "Coach Ramsey has a 
nephew who goes to college. Maybe, he could fix us up with a few of 
his friends."

After her statement, Vladimir stopped writing and looked at all the 
girls in turn once again. They have it all figured out he thought 
in total shock. He shook his head, but didn't say anything till he 
had all their demands written down in his notebook. Then he put the 
notebook away, clapped his hands very loudly and said, "Let's get 
to work!" 

Kathy was the only girl who moved to Vladimir's command. She was 
the only one who realized that they had won. She thought about Ben 
some more as she went into her gymnastics routine on the mat. If 
only Vladimir knew what we really had in mind Kathy thought to 
herself, he'd have a stroke. She found herself giggling as she did 
a back flip and spread her arms out and up, in exaltation, to an 
imaginary audience and to the girls victory.

Vladimir watched Kathy for a few moments ignoring the other girls, 
but his mind was elsewhere. He knew he had some business to attend 
too. Before he walked out of the gym, he turned back and said in a 
voice loud enough for all the girls to hear, "I'll see what I can 
do." And then he was gone.

The girls smiled at each other in victory, turned and made their 
way to the different apparatuses which were scattered about the gym 
and started to practice once again. But this time, they all were 
very happy.

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Ben was sitting in a chair in his dorm doing what college boys 
normally do. He was idly whiling away his time. He was bouncing a 
basketball off the wall and talking to his roommate and best friend 
in the world, Mike, when the phone rang. They were talking about 
their favorite subject in the world, girls. Each dreamt about 
dating their ideal girl; tall, beautiful, and blonde...a 
cheerleader type. 

Neither had much success in getting this type of girl to go out 
with them. Both boys were OK in the looks department, but neither 
boy had two dimes to rub together and they didn't have wheels. A 
formula that made it impossible to attract the type of girls they 
dreamt about. These girls gravitated towards the jocks and frat 
men. Both had in abundance what the two boys lacked. As Ben picked 
up the phone, he thought that life just wasn't fair.

A broad smile spread across his face as he recognized the voice on 
the other end. It was his uncle Jess. They had become closer since 
he started going to college in the city. His uncle would have him 
over to dinner every Sunday. Ben looked forward to the home cooked 
meals. And, on occasion, his uncle even took him to some of the 
Olympic functions and would introduce him to a number of the 
Olympians in attendance. He especially liked meeting the male track 
stars. That gave him a bit of status back in school.

Ben liked and admired the male athletes and he followed their 
career's in the papers or he would call his uncle to find out how 
his favorites had done in competition. Ben wasn't overly athletic 
himself, just a typical boy in college, but he would often day 
dream that he was one of them, winning some important meet in some 
exotic city on the other side of the world. 

As a rule, he didn't follow the female athlete's, but there was one 
notable exception. He dreamt about dating Kathy Bates who her uncle 
helped train. His heart would start pounding every time he saw her. 
He would never miss a meet when she was on TV. She was simply 
gorgeous and she was tall for a gymnast. She had to be five six, 
just a couple of inches smaller than he was. And what a body! Then 
he thought about her flaming red hair and chuckled to himself. 
True, she wasn't a blonde, but in this case he would make an 
exception.

So it was with true enthusiasm that he greeted his father's brother 
on the phone, with a, "High Unc!"

For the next few minutes he listened to his uncle's problem with 
mixed emotions. It was a chance to date the girl of his dreams, but 
how was he going to talk five of his friends into dating the other 
girls. Some of them were only thirteen or fourteen and most were 
midgets to boot. True, they all were terminally cute, but a college 
boy had his standards.

They discussed it back and forth for a few minutes before his uncle 
sweetened the pie. Each boy was to get two hundred dollars for one 
date with the girls..paid in advance. This was just too good to be 
true, Ben thought. Two hundred dollars and a date with the girl of 
his dreams. That amount of money was a small fortune to a college 
boy. Even as he listened, he was thinking of names. He would find 
those other boys somehow. He remembered a few boys owed him favors 
and then there was always Mikey.

Ben agreed and said he would call his uncle back when he rounded up 
the guys. But before he hung up, his uncle had one last 
stipulation, and that was no jocks. Ben thought that a bit strange, 
but he really didn't have those type's of friends anyway. 

After hanging up the phone, Ben looked at his friend Mike and said, 
"You have a blind date Saturday night and two hundred bucks!"

Mike smiled, looked at his best friend, and said, "For two hundred 
bucks, I'd date Frankenstein's mother."

After Mike's comment, Ben got up and made for the door. He gestured 
for his friend to follow. As he reached the door, he turned back 
and said, "I guarantee you're date will be better looking then any 
of the girls you've dated recently." After opening the door, he 
added, "Besides, Frankenstein didn't have a mother."

"He didn't," Mike said in astonishment.

Ben turned back once more and said, "Read the Cliff  Notes."

As he walked out the door, Mike shrugged and said, "OK!...Can you 
lend me seven bucks till Saturday?"

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It wasn't easy for Ben to find the boys, but the lure of two 
hundred dollars was just too much for any college boy to turn down. 
By Saturday, the guys had found pictures of the girls and had 
already divvied them up between them. Ben was more than a little 
surprised at some of the guys choices. 

The boys got to the Field house right on time. Chip owned a car and 
all six of the guys piled in. Ben's uncle was pacing nervously 
outside waiting for the boys to arrive. He greeted the boys with a 
big smile and had a hardy handshake for each before he escorted 
them inside and right into Vladimir's office.

Vladimir didn't speak immediately. Instead, he paced in front of 
the boys looking each of them over very closely. Finally, he looked 
at Jess and nodded his approval.

Then he turned to Ben and said, "Thank you Ben for Ah..solving our 
little problem. The girls can't wait to meet you." 

Vladamir started to walk towards the door, but before he turned the 
knob, he glanced back toward the boys and added, "I'll introduce 
you to the girls, now."

Before Vladimir could walk out, Ben got his attention, "Ahh Sir, 
there's a little matter to be settled." 

Vladimir looked at him blankly for a few seconds.

"About the money, Sir?" Ben added boldly.

"Oh Yes, of course, I almost forgot."

The boys looked at each other and smiled as Vladimir reached into 
his pocket and pulled out a wad of crisp new hundred dollar bills. 
He gave each boy two bills smiling at each as he handed them the 
money.

After he was done passing out the bills, he offered the boys a 
stern warning in that heavy Russian accent of his, "In Russia, 
fathers have a simple solution for boys who go too far on a date 
with their daughters." 

He paused and looked at all the boys in turn. Each boy was 
nervously standing in line in front of the big Russian, but each 
was listening very intently and waiting for the rest of his story. 

When he finally spoke again, he told them the grim reality, "We cut 
off their balls!"

The boys anxiously looked at one another.

Then Vladimir added, "And...I think of all of these girls as my 
daughters...Do I make myself clear?"

"Oh yes, very clear," the boys said in unison, glancing at each 
other once again and shaking their heads in agreement. Each boy now 
had a look of fear and respect on his face, for the big Russian, as 
they continued to offer their assurances.

Ben's uncle Jess smiled and chuckled to himself as he watched the 
show. He was always surprised and amazed at how fast the big 
Russian took command of any situation.

"Good! I'm glad we understand each other,"  Vladimir said with a 
smile as he reached for the door once again. "Now let's go meet the 
girls."

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The girls were waiting for the boys in the gym where they had been 
practicing only a half hour before. They all wore dresses and had 
even found time to add makeup. The effect of both made them look a 
bit older than they actually were. The boys would not be 
disappointed Kathy thought as she looked at her friends and 
teammates. 

Near the mats and training area, a punch bowl was set up and a 
table of food had been prepared for the boys as well. Nearby, some 
one had brought down a stereo and a stack of tapes for dancing. It 
seemed to the girls that Vladimir had thought of everything and he 
had kept his part of the bargain well. Someone had even set twelve 
chairs around the makeshift dance floor so the small party could 
rest and eat. Yes, Vladimir had thought of everything.

As the boys began to file in, the girls eagerly looked them over. 
Each girl was going to quickly move to the boy of her choice, but 
the boys beat them to the punch. 

Dan was the tallest and oldest of the boys at twenty one. He was 
six feet tall and a solid 180 pounds. He spied Traci who was second 
oldest to Kathy at sixteen, and he quickly went over and started a 
conversation with the pretty blue-eyed blonde. Unfortunately for 
Dan, Traci had set her sights on Chip.

But Chip was talking to Beth. Beth was a petite strawberry blonde 
who Chip towered over with his 5'10'' height. Beth had dated much 
taller men but she thought Bill was the guy for her. He was more 
near her height at 5'6'', but Bill was moving off in another 
direction. As Chip talked to her, she tried to follow Bill's 
progress across the floor.

Didi was the smallest and youngest of the girls at 4'11'' and 
thirteen years old. As soon as she spied Dan, she fell in love. She 
really liked tall well built guys, but to her dismay, Dan went 
running over to Traci, and to make matters worse, a smaller guy 
came running over to her.

Yaki, who was nicknamed Asia by the other girls was from Hawaii. 
She was part Japanese and part Hawaiian. She was a petite 5'2'' 
brunet who really had two passions in life; gymnastics and judo. 
She was fifteen and hadn't seen her family in almost a year. 

Yaki's tastes in guys were for the less muscled smaller types, and 
the guy that was giving her the eye seemed to fill the bill nicely. 
He looked to be about 5'7'' and he had a slim but wirery 
appearance. She thought he couldn't weigh no more than 130 pounds, 
but he was cute. 

The two seemed oblivious to the pandemonium that was going on 
around them after they had spied one another. As soon as their eyes 
met, the outside world seemed to disappear.

Finally, the boy made his move and walked boldly over to her. 
Before she could say anything, he spoke to her like he knew 
everything about her, "You must be Asia. I know your from 
Hawaii....My name is Bob."

Ben was finding it difficult to go over to Kathy and strike up a 
conversation. He had given all the guys strict orders that she was 
off limits. She was his girl. He would have been surprised to learn 
that Kathy had issued the same orders, about him, to the other 
girls. 

Kathy was standing alone by the punch bowl, and just seemed to be 
watching the others as they talked and introduced themselves. 
Occasionally, she would look at Ben. It made his heart pound wildly 
every time she stared at him, but for some reason he couldn't get 
his feet to move in the right direction.

Finally, it was Kathy who made the first move. She walked over, 
smiled, and said sweetly, "You're Ben....I've seen you 
around...Thanks for coming!"

Ben thought even her voice was perfect, and that smile. His heart 
was pounding so hard he wondered if Kathy could hear it. He stared 
at her shyly for a moment, but soon he heard himself say, "You're 
Kathy Bates....I've seen you around too." 

What a dumb reply he thought, but her smile seemed to get wider and 
incredibly she seemed to like him. Maybe, his luck was finally 
changing he thought.

Mike was staring at Kathy and Ben when he felt a set of eyes on 
him. When he turned around, he spied Cloretta. She was looking 
directly at him from across the room. They stared at each other for 
a second or two and then they both started to walk toward each 
other at the same time.

It was Cloretta who spoke first, "Do you like black girls?"

Mike stared at her for a moment or two giving her the once over. 
She was cute and maybe five feet tall if she was an inch. She 
definitely didn't look like Frankenstein's mother. At least, I'll 
be the boss he thought.

Finally, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, I've 
never dated a black chic."

"My name is Cloretta, but you can call me Africa," she informed him 
seriously. Then in a playful voice she asked, "Do you like 
chocolate?"

Mike nodded yes.

Instead of saying anything further, Africa grabbed his hand and 
started to lead him towards the punch bowl. Mike found his feet 
moving before he could put up any resistance. He was surprised at 
the strong grip she had on his wrist and the strength in her arm as 
she led him away. He remembered the two hundred dollars and decided 
to let her lead him where she would.  As they made their way in the 
direction of the punch bowl, she turned and said, "Good, then 
you'll love black girls."

Vladimir and Jess watched the group break off into couples. Jess 
commented, "See, everything will be fine....let's go across the 
street and let them get acquainted. 

Vladimir looked at his assistant coach and nodded agreeing with 
Jess's summary. 

As they left, Vladimir asked, "Do they have a good Russian whisky 
at Maxim's?"

Jess looked at his friend and asked, "I thought you didn't drink?"

Vladimir kept following his assistant and good friend, and as they 
walked out the door he replied uncharacteristically in a soft 
spoken voice, "Tonight, I drink!"

Didi and Bill were the only one's dancing as the stereo blared out 
a popular tune. She was not paying much attention to Bill and only 
listening to him halfheartedly as he bragged about his own athletic 
ability. While she listened, she tried to follow what Dan was doing 
near the punch bowl. When all of a sudden, Bill tried to draw her 
closer to him and said, "You're kind of cute...I'd go out with you 
for free."

That got Didi's complete attention. "What do you mean?"  she said 
coyly in as sweet a voice as she could muster.

Bill knew he had made a big mistake. He adroitly tried to change 
the subject.

"How long have you been into gymnastics he asked in a somewhat 
flustered voice?"

Didi looked up at him and smiled, but didn't answer. Instead, she 
grabbed the fingers on his right hand with her tiny little hand and 
began to squeeze.

At first Bill looked at her in disbelief than his face began to 
contort as he felt the pain. He tried to pry his hand free with his 
other hand, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't break her 
death grip on his fingers, and the pressure kept building.

He stopped trying to pry his hand free when he realized the 
futility of his efforts and he looked at her in shear panic.

Didi was still smiling up at him as she informed him, "Now Bill, 
I'm only using half my strength...I want you to answer my next 
question honestly...or I'll really give your fingers a good 
mashing....Do you understand?"

By this time, Bill was almost in tears. He looked around nervously 
to see if anyone was watching, but Didi wasn't making her actions 
obvious and Bill was trying to hide his discomfort as best he 
could. He looked down at her and whispered, "OK, OK...Ask 
away..just don't squeeze any harder."

Didi smiled up at him and whispered, "Good Boy!" But she didn't let 
go of the death grip she had on Bill's fingers.

She drew him closer, with her free arm,  and they began to dance 
again. As they danced, she said very sweetly, "Now Billy, I really 
need for you to answer this honestly..Did you get paid to come here 
tonight?"

Bill hesitated and the pressure, on his fingers, got even more 
intense. He felt a tear slide down his cheek as he whispered 
desperately into her ear, "Yes! But you are very beautiful!"

The pressure let up slightly and Didi whispered back sweetly, "Why 
thank you!" Then in a sterner voice as the pressure increased once 
again, she asked, "How much?"

The pressure was unbearable. Bill was afraid he was going to cry 
out in pain or worse, just cry. He sighed and admitted it all, "Two 
hundred bucks he said sadly in defeat.

Didi gasped and looked up at him still holding his fingers 
prisoner, and asked, "Two hundred total?"

The pain was too great to even consider lying to her. He said in a 
small voice, "No! a piece."

The pain immediately eased. He felt Didi wipe the tear from his 
cheek with her hand and then she kissed him where the tear was only 
moments before. 

"That's OK!" she whispered to him as they continued to dance, "You 
guys are all so cute and so strong....We're just glad you decided 
to come tonight."

"Really!"

"Really, Didi said as they continued to dance. Bill held her close 
and closed his eyes as they finished the dance, forgetting the pain 
he had suffered only moments before.

After the dance, a couple of other couples moved onto the dance 
floor and Bill wanted to dance again. But Didi asked sweetly, 
"Let's sit this one out...I have to go to the powder room."

He nodded OK while he worked his hand trying to bring some 
circulation back into his fingers.

Didi walked over to Kathy and whispered in her ear. Then after 
Kathy had excused herself, both girls walked to the powder room.

The door had barely closed when Didi exclaimed, "I'm so mad I could 
just spit!....Those buttheads are getting paid for coming here 
tonight."

"What?" Kathy said incredulously. 

"Two hundred bucks apiece," Didi informed her best friend.

Kathy just couldn't believe it. Then her anger started to build, 
but it was directed mostly at Vladimir.

Didi watched the look on her friends face, for a moment, as it went 
from disbelief, to shock, and finally to anger.

Then Didi said in a loud voice actually spitting out the words this 
time, "Let's give em the works!"

Kathy paced for a few seconds, while she thought, trying to keep 
her anger under control. Finally, she looked at her best friend as 
a sinister little smile spread across her face. Then she shook her 
head in agreement with Didi's statement and said calmly, "I think 
they deserve it!"

"Yahoo!"  Didi yelled. "But I want the big guy, Dan"

"Well, work it out with the other girls. I know some of them want 
to switch too, " Kathy informed her.

Didi gave her a bewildered look like she didn't know how to 
proceed.

But Kathy had a plan, "After you and the girls agree on the guys 
you want, switch while you're dancing, and immediately start 
complimenting your new partners...They're egos will soon make them 
forget about the other girls.

Didi smiled at the plan and hugged her best friend.

Kathy wasn't finished. She whispered into her best friends ear, 
"And this is how we'll get even..."


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Vladimir looked down on the auditorium, below, from the lighting 
and sound booth high up in the rafters. Just before leaving the 
building, he once again had another change of heart. Vladimir 
watched the  proceedings from above as Jess tried unsuccessfully to 
get him to go to Maxim's across the street.

"This is going well!" Vladimir said contentedly , as he continued 
to watch the dancing below.

Jess tried to prod him, "We better go! The girls would never 
forgive you, if they knew you were up here."

"In a moment," Vladimir said.

"The Russian whisky," Jess reminded him.

"Hmmm!" Vladimir replied.

Below, everyone was dancing to a Gloria Estefan song when Didi 
yelled, "SWITCH!"

Immediately, Didi went to Dan who had just lost Traci as a partner. 
Didi grabbed Dan's hands and started to dance with him before he 
could react. While, Traci had gone over to the now partnerless Chip 
and began to dance with him. At the same time, Bill and Beth were 
now dancing with each other as well. The guys didn't know what hit 
them. Kathy chuckled to herself as she watched the girls pull the 
maneuver off flawlessly. As soon as the girls were with the guy 
they wanted, they started the second phase of the operation.

Didi looked up at Dan and batted her eyelashes at him before she 
said very sweetly, "I hope you don't mind dancing with me...I just 
love big good-looking guys like you." She moved one of her hands to 
his muscular arm, rubbed it, and added, "I just love guys with 
muscle too!"

Dan for the moment forgot about Traci and replied sincerely, "I can 
understand that."

Now each girl had the guy she wanted and for the next twenty 
minutes the dance floor was filled by all the couples as they got 
to know each other better.

But once again, Didi excused herself. This time from the man she 
wanted to be with, Dan. She quickly left the dance floor, and made 
her way towards the powder room in back, but this time she was 
alone.

Back up in the rafters, Jess was now seated, and he had stopped 
watching the girls, but he still kept pleading with Vladimir to 
leave the building. 

When unexpectedly Vladimir turned and said, "Everything is going 
perfectly...I don't know why you worry so much?"

Jess stopped talking and gave his friend a bewildered look.

After his comment, Vladimir left the front of the booth, drew his 
friend to his feet and slapped him on the back putting his arm 
around his shoulder, and said contentedly, "Now, let's go get that 
Russian whiskey."

The two men exited the building arm and arm while Vladimir sang an 
old Russian army song. As soon as the door closed, Didi popped out 
from behind a sign, smiled, and made her way back to the dance 
floor.

She walked up to Kathy while she was dancing with Ben, saluted, and 
reported like a soldier might, "Elvis has left the building!"

Ben gave Didi a bewildered look, but both girls ignored him. Kathy 
smiled at Didi and directed almost like a commander would, "Then 
it's time for plan B!"

Didi saluted her once again, turned and walked away, and quickly 
moved to tell the other girls.

Ben watched her for a second then turned to Kathy and asked, "Plan 
B?"

Kathy hugged him tighter as they both started to dance once more. 
After they had been dancing for a few moments, she said sweetly, 
"Did I tell you how much I like your muscles?" 

Ben closed his eyes, forgot about plan B, and said a little 
conceitedly and a little out of breath, "Yes, but tell me again."

As the couples danced, Didi went up to each girl in turn and 
reported, 'The rooster has flown the coup!"

Immediately, each girl stopped dancing and without an excuse to her 
partner, left and followed Didi on her important rounds. 
Eventually, all the girls had been gathered by Didi. At which 
point, Kathy stopped dancing, as well, and joined the other girls. 
They all made their way, to the back, towards the locker rooms.

The guys were left standing on the dance floor with dumb looks on 
their faces. Bill looked at Dan and shrugged. Bob seemed unfazed 
and made his way to the punch bowl with Chip in close pursuit. Mike 
never the one to be left speechless by any turn of events, turned 
to Ben and said, "I know they like to go to the powder room in 
two's and three's, but all of them at the same time?"

Ben shrugged, turned, and headed for the punch bowl along with the 
rest of the guys.

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 Fifteen minutes had gone by and the girls still weren't back. By 
this time, the guys were getting more than a little bored. Bill was 
thinking about leaving when Ben reminded him of the money. Before 
the argument could get heated, the girls returned.

The guys stared dumbfounded as the girls made their entrance. Each 
girl was wearing a cape or cloak which covered them completely, and 
they had taken their shoes off. Africa went to Mike and grabbed his 
hand and gently led him towards the mats. Asia grabbed Bob's hand 
and led him towards another section of the mats. As the procession 
continued, each girl made sure not to reveal what was under their 
capes.

Kathy collected Ben and led him towards another empty section of 
matting. Traci did the same with Chip. Also, the disgruntled Bill 
soon found himself being led towards the mats as well. Dan was the 
only guy who was left standing alone by the punch bowl because Didi 
had made a stop at the stereo. She put on a tape and then collected 
Dan as well.

As the couples faced each other on the mats, the guys soon 
recognized the music as the theme from 2001, A space Odyssey. And 
each time the music hit a crescendo, one of the girls took off her 
cape; First Traci, then Beth, followed by Africa, Asia, and Didi. 
Finally as the music hit it's greatest crescendo, Kathy removed her 
cape, as well. Each girl was wearing only her Olympic uniform which 
had emblazoned on it in big red letters, Team U.S.A. 

Mostly the guys just stared at the girls in disbelief. But before 
they could react further, the girls started clapping and chanting 
the words, "U.S.A...U.S.A.....U.S.A..."

Didi, always the showman, did a hand stand and while she held it, 
she slowly spread her legs apart all the while chanting U.S.A. over 
and over. Dan watched the show with his mouth opening in awe and 
his eyes giving Didi's tiny but power packed legs the once over.

While Didi was performing her routine, Kathy did some back flips 
till she was a few meters away from Ben. Then she reversed 
direction and somersaulted her way back to him. All the while 
chanting U.S.A. herself. Ben looked on in admiration. He never 
could get enough of Kathy's athletic young body doing gymnastic 
routines. 

By this time, the other girls were performing gymnastic maneuvers, 
as well, for the benefit of their partners. Each guy in turn 
watching his partner perform their routine in complete fascination. 

After a minute or two more of chanting and gymnastic routines, 
Kathy yelled out, "GET EM GIRLS!"

Immediately, the chanting stopped and the girls attacked. The guys 
were bowled over before they knew what hit them. Each guy found 
himself rolling around the mats in a tangle of arms and legs, and 
incredibly, from the very beginning, each guy was on the bottom and 
taking the worst of it.

One minute Ben was staring at Kathy's awesome legs and the next 
minute, he found those same delightful but powerful legs wrapped 
tightly around his midsection. He didn't think anyone could move 
that fast, but Kathy had performed the maneuver in the blink of an 
eye.

After the dust cleared, Ben saw Kathy staring at him with a big 
smile on her face. He also noticed that one of his hands was 
resting on her naked right thigh, which he didn't try to remove. 

Ben could tell Kathy wasn't applying much pressure just yet, but 
she still held him firmly with her legs wrapping them tightly 
around his body. Even though he wasn't in pain, Ben could still 
feel the power in those athletic legs of hers. He wasn't sure he 
could break free if he tried.  

Kathy smiled at him letting the realization of his situation sink 
into his psyche. She waited patiently for him to make a move as she 
held him with her sexy young athletic legs. For the moment, he 
wasn't trying to get free, but she noticed he wasn't removing his 
hand from her thigh either. 

While Ben tried to come to grips with what had just happened, he 
could hear the sounds of the other wrestling matches around him. 
That embarrassed him further. He thought he was the only one losing 
and he reminded himself that it took Kathy all of five seconds to 
maneuver him into this embarrassing situation.

Finally he spoke, "Kathy, let me Umphhh!..."

As soon as he started to talk, Kathy tightened her legs, and as 
soon as he stopped talking, she eased up.

There was silence for a few seconds as he looked at her smiling 
face once more.

"Kathy, I'm getting mad Umphhhh!"

She tightened and eased her legs once again. She enjoyed the 
frustration that was written all over his face.

"Please Kathy Umphhhh!"

That was something new. This time he was begging. Her smile left 
her face as she wondered, Is he a wimp?

Her look went from pure delight to a look of introspection and she 
watched him more clinically now as she squeezed him.

It was a few moments before he tried to speak again, "Just let me 
say Umphhhh!"

This time his hand gripped her thigh much harder, but he still 
didn't try to get free.

"COME ON! she yelled, " try and get free!...College Boy!....Use 
those muscles of yours!"

That embarrassed Ben enough for the desired reaction. He 
immediately tried to pry his body free of her entwining legs. He 
pulled and yanked at her thighs even as she squeezed him. She 
watched with a clinical eye as he tried to pry himself free. No 
way! She thought. 

After his hands were unsuccessful in opening her thighs, they moved 
to her ankles, but neither action gained him a moments reprieve. 
She continued to squeeze him and his actions became even more 
desperate. He started to buck up and down moving both of their 
bodies around as he exerted himself in a vain attempt to free 
himself.

For the next few minutes, he exerted every ounce of strength he 
could muster in an all out attempt to free himself from her  
muscular, but yet still very feminine looking teenage legs. Kathy 
watched in amusement at his struggles, feeling a little sorry for 
him as his frustration mounted and all his efforts proved 
fruitless. 

Finally, his energy played out and he laid panting between her all 
powerful legs. Sweat was dripping from his face as he stared into 
her bright and wondering eyes. A look of defeat and embarrassment 
emanating from his. Kathy could feel his whole body sag as the 
hopelessness of the situation, he now found himself in, registered 
in his brain. 

As his body surrendered, Kathy eased up on her squeeze. It even 
seemed, to her, like he was thankful for the reprieve. As he looked  
at her in embarrassing defeat, his hand still didn't leave her 
thigh.

The positioning of his hand didn't go unnoticed by Kathy. So he's a 
leg man she thought. Finally, she smiled down at him, wiped some 
sweat from his brow, and said sweetly, "Nice try college boy."

He managed to say "Why?" before the pressure returned.

Kathy touched the tip of his nose with her finger and said in an 
even sweeter voice, "You're not following the rules.....college 
boy....Only talk when I give you permission. Then she squeezed him 
tightly with her magnificently muscled legs once more. Legs that 
had been conditioned by years of gymnastics training.

Almost immediately he let out with another Umphhhh! But he did 
manage to nod that he understood.

She smiled at him and said happily as she ran her fingers through 
his hair, "Good Boy!"

He was utterly embarrassed. He envisioned the other guys sitting 
atop the other girls and laughing as they looked in his direction 
and saw his totally helpless situation.

A tear fell from his eye and he asked once again, "Why?"

She squeezed him yet again bringing another grunt from him. Then 
her face softened and she answered him breaking her own rule, 
"Because I like you....and I'm going to tame you...Just like the 
other girls are doing to your friends right now."

He looked at her with desperate eyes as he thought about what she 
had just said. Tame me? The other guys were losing too? He listened 
carefully to the other sounds around him for the first time. Most 
of the grunts and groans were coming from guys, his friends.

Ben found some untapped energy from somewhere and he started to 
struggle yet again. Kathy shook her head back and forth like this 
latest show of machismo was boring her. She sighed deeply at his 
futile attempts, and then really put on the squeeze. She arched her 
back,  placed her hand on the mat for even more leverage, and then 
closed her eyes as she squeezed his trapped body between her 
trained legs. It was even more power than she thought her legs 
possessed. At first it brought more groans, then cries of alarm, 
and finally he started to beg.

"Kathy...Pleeaassse stop!"

The crush of pure female power from her magnificently trained legs 
stopped his resistance and brought him under control almost 
immediately. His body collapsing and surrendering as it gave in to 
the unending merciless pressure.

She eased up on the pressure and this time she was sweating as 
well. Beneath her she heard a feeble, "Please, no more..please."

Kathy looked down at him and said, "OK! Consider this round one of 
your training....But remember there's still the matter of the two 
hundred dollars...college boy."

Ben's eyes almost popped out of his head when he heard her mention 
the two hundred dollars. How did she find out? 

Finally, the panic left his face and he said sheepishly, "Sorry!"

"That's a good start she told him,"  and mercifully she unwound her 
young teenage legs from around his waist and let him rest. He was 
far too tired to move.

In a second or two she grabbed his hand and was helping him stand 
on wobbly legs. He felt like he had been hit by a train as he 
looked around the room.

"Let's see how your friends are faring?" she said happily. 

From the tone of her voice and from the sounds around him, Ben 
already knew the answer to that question even before he looked.

But before they moved on to another brawl, she issued him a stern 
warning, "Don't try and get away, or you'll find yourself right 
back between these legs of mine." And to emphasize her point she 
let him go, and ran her hands down her legs and wiggled her body 
for show in a very sexy manner.

Ben gaped at her magnificent body with lust and felt his own sexual 
desires intensify from the show she had just put on for his 
benefit. Finally, he maintained control enough to nod his 
acceptance of her terms. She smiled, a satisfied little smile, at 
the effect she had on him and his docile attitude as well. She 
patted his cheek in a condescending manner and helped him walk over 
to the next group of combatants.

Nearby, Didi was completing the destruction of Dan the big muscular 
college man. She had him in a reverse head scissors with his head 
facing the mat. At the same time, she had his hands pinned behind 
him as she applied pressure with her legs. Didi looked like a small 
child in comparison to Dan, but it was obvious she was in complete 
control in spite of the difference in their relative sizes. 

Dan was moaning slightly as Didi squeezed his big head between her 
two diminutive but very muscular legs. Now that he was helpless, 
she casually turned to watch her legs pulverize the boy's head and 
as she watched, even she was impressed by her success in 
imprisoning the much bigger boy she now held helpless underneath 
her. But her attention went from Dan to Kathy as she saw her friend 
approach.

Didi quickly maneuvered Dan's arms so that she could hold Dan's two 
wrists with just her one tiny hand. She couldn't get her fingers 
completely around his wrists in a tight grip because they just 
weren't large enough. Instead, she pushed down with her hand, 
pinning his hands to his own back, so that his hands were locked 
underneath her hand. In this manner, she maintained control of his 
much larger arms. 

Despite the fact that Didi was holding his arms captive with just 
one of her hands, Dan still found it impossible to get his arms 
free. This is impossible he thought. No girl is this strong. He 
grunted and groaned as he tried to break her hold on his arms, but 
her hand wouldn't budge and incredibly it didn't even look like 
Didi needed her full attention or power to keep him under control.

Instead, when she spied Kathy approaching, she held her free hand 
up and out and Kathy struck it with her own hand as they both 
yelled simultaneously, "GIRL POWER!" 

As Ben looked on, he just couldn't believe this very small girl 
could so easily overpower one of his friends, and his biggest 
toughest friend at that. The difference in their relative sizes 
also gave the battle an almost comic aspect, but Ben could hear Dan 
moan as Didi contracted the muscles in his legs, and he could see 
Dan was still struggling to get free. He just wasn't having any 
success.

Either from frustration or from anger Dan growled out the word, 
"Bitch!"

Didi quickly turned back toward Dan and squeezed her legs even 
tighter, but she didn't seem to get angry at his remark. Instead, 
she said in a little girls voice, "Now little Danny,  don't give me 
another reason to get angry with you...I already have two hundred 
other reasons."

Kathy thought the "little Danny" comment was hilarious as she 
watched the show. She soon found herself giggling at Didi's remarks 
and the mismatch that was taking place right in front of her eyes. 
Even though she knew how strong her little friend was and the hours 
she put in to her training, it was still difficult to believe how 
easily Didi could control the much older and larger boy. 

As she refocused on the two combatants on the mat beneath her, she 
heard Didi talking again, "Now muscles, I'm going to have to hear 
that the big strong man is sorry for saying that to the small and 
beautiful, but very sensitive little girl."

To emphasize her point she squeezed her legs together even tighter.

I heard Dan mumble, "Never!"

Still Didi didn't get angry. Instead, she shook her head from side-
to-side, rolled her eyes, and made a, "Tsk...Tsk" sound with her 
tongue. 

As Ben watched, he thought Didi was a vision of sexiness as she 
held the older boy powerless beneath her.

In a few moments, Didi was talking again, "Now little Danny, I 
really want to hear an apology...because, well....I can be a bit of 
a Bitch when I'm angry." 

This time Didi arched her back and put all the leverage and 
considerable power into her legs she could muster.

In a matter of seconds Danny was yelling, "OK!...OK!...I'm sorry I 
called you a bitch!"

She eased up after his apology, and proclaimed in a pouty little 
girl's voice, "That's better! I accept your apology."  Immediately, 
she turned on the power again and added, "But make it nicer!" 

"OK!..OK!..I'm sorry!" he yelled. "I'm sorry I took the 
money!...I'm sorry I came here!....I'm sorry I met you!"

"WHAT!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry I said that last part!" Danny said real fast even before 
she squeezed him.

"I'm a very sorry person," he added.

Didi laughed at his remark and said in a huffy voice, "I'm glad you 
took that back!...I might have gotten mad!" 

And she gave his head a squeeze making him say, "Hmmmpfff!"

"I don't know what might have happened if you didn't apologize!" 
she added.

And she gave his head another squeeze causing the same special 
effects, "Hmmmpfff!"

Still in that huffy little girls voice she reiterated, "I might 
have gotten really angry with you!"

And she squeezed him again causing him to make the same sound, 
"Hmmmpfff!"

"And I don't think you want to make me mad...Do you?"

Another squeeze and he was yelling, "NOOO!"

"Like I said, I can be a Bitch when I get mad!"

And she squeezed his head again.

"No...You're wonderful!" he yelled.

"Well, maybe you're right!" she said and then squeezed his head 
again. 

"You're wonderful!...I'm an idiot!....I'm sorry!...I think you're 
beautiful!...I...."

Kathy shook her head and laughed at her little friends comments. 
Then she tugged on Ben's arm an said, "Let's move on...I hear a lot 
of noise in that direction and she pointed towards a whirl of 
motion just off to their left.

As they moved on, Ben turned and looked back at Didi who was 
listening intently to Dan and considering, and Dan was still 
yelling, "You're a goddess!...I think you're the best gymnast on 
the team!....I love petite women!....I'm sorry for god's 
sake!...I'm sorry!...I..."

Just then, Ben heard another noise and it blotted out Dan's sorry 
laments. He looked up just in time to see a body go flying through 
the air and then he heard a loud THUD!

It was Asia and Bob who were just in front of them on the mats. Bob 
had just landed with a loud thump on the mat. Asia sort of helped 
him to his feet and then yelled, "AIIIYAAAAA!" flipping the dazed 
boy over her body once again.

I heard Bob yell, "AAHHH!"

And then there was another loud THUD!

This repeated itself a few times.

"AIIIYAAAAA!"

"AAHHH!"

THUD!

"AIIIYAAAAA!"

"AAHHH!"

THUD!

Ben was getting dizzy watching the small girl throw the older and 
taller boy around.

Finally, Kathy yelled, "Don't hurt him..How would we explain that 
to the old rooster?"

After another, "AIIIYAAAAA!"

"AAHHH!"

THUD!

Yaki looked up and said, "I'm teaching him judo!....I don't want 
any of you other girls to take advantage of him when I'm not 
around."

After another, "AIIIYAAAAA!"

"AAHHH!"

THUD!

Kathy rolled her eyes, shook her head, and her and Ben moved on.

Next up was Beth and Bill. Beth was sitting on Bills chest and she 
had her tiny feet moving back and forth on Bill's face, massaging 
it. Bill had both his hands on her ankles, but he couldn't make her 
stop doing what she was doing. Which was running her feet all over 
his face.

Kathy asked Beth, "You have any trouble with him?"

Beth looked at Bill for a second then back at Kathy, and exclaimed, 
"Piece of cake!"

Then she proceeded to give Bill's face another vigorous foot 
massage.

"Finally, she said to Bill, "Kiss them!"

Bill tried to exclaim, "No wa...."

Before Bill could finish his sentence, Beth stuck her big toe right 
into his mouth.

"Don't even think about biting it," she warned. And then she stuck 
her foot in even farther.

"ARRGULPLUFFF!" Bill managed to say.

Finally, she pulled her right foot out of his mouth and stuck her 
left foot back in. After, pulling her right foot out she looked at 
it and said, "Yuck! It's all sticky! Now you're going to have to 
lick it clean."

"ARRGULPLUFFF!" Bill replied.

Beth pulled her left foot out and stuck her right foot next to his 
face an ordered, "LICK!"

"SLURP!....LICK!..SLURP!, SLURP!,  SLURP!"  

Ben watched the show, took a peek at Kathy a little sheepishly, and 
now thought he was the luckiest guy he had seen so far.

"Now, the other one!" Beth ordered.

"SLURP!....LICK!..SLURP!, SLURP!, SLURP!"

"Now kiss that one!"

"smooch!"

"Louder and nicer," she ordered,

"SMOOCH!"

"That's better..Now, the other one!"

"SMOOCH!"

"Good Boy!" She said sweetly as she sighed and ran her hand through 
her hair.

Bill and Kathy watched for a few more minutes and many more 
smooches and then they moved on again.

This time they stopped and watched Africa put Bill's best friend 
Mike through his paces. Africa was using Mike as her personal pony. 
He was on all fours and Africa was on his back riding him around 
the mats.

"Hyaaa! Get moving boy! Hyaaa!, Hyaaa!" Africa ordered.

Mike groaned but kept moving to Africa's direction. When Africa 
spied Kathy, she prodded Mike over in her direction. Africa road 
him right up to Kathy and Ben and yelled, "Whooa! Boy!"

Mike stopped and hung his head and rested. Finally he looked up at 
Ben and said in a voice that was obviously out of breath, "She's 
Frankenstein's sister."

"I heard that!" Africa yelped. She grabbed his hair, yanked his 
head up, and started slapping him lightly on the face. While she 
was doing that, she was chastising him at the same time, "Bad 
Boy!...Bad Boy!"

Kathy laughed and told Cloretta, "I guess you have everything under 
control here.

Cloretta stopped whipping her pony and gave Kathy a look of 
incredulity before she replied, "Girl...He's mine!...If he gets out 
of line, he knows I'll tan his lily white ass." 

As if to emphasize her point, Africa twisted the collar of Mike's 
shirt so that it constricted around his neck causing him to raise 
up on his knees and clutch at his neck. Ben thought he looked just 
like a horse raising up on his hind legs.

At the same time, Africa ordered, "Now get goin boy!"

After her order, Africa let up on the pressure on Mike's collar and 
he started to move off in another direction.

Just before they were out of earshot, Ben heard Africa order, "Now 
prance for me boy!"

Mike looked back and up at Africa and restated her order in 
complete shock, "PRANCE?"

"You heard me boy!....Git goin!..Hyaaa!, Hyaaa!"

Africa started swatting him on the butt as they moved.

As Ben glanced back at pony and rider one last time before moving 
on, he could see Mike prancing. Uhh! That had to hurt he thought.

The last twosome was off in the far corner of the gym. Traci had 
tied Chip, with some cords of rope, to a pummel horse. He was 
facing up and Traci had taken hold of the hand holds and was doing 
a routine above the boy. She was swinging her legs back and forth 
inches from his wide-eyed face. As she swung her legs back and 
forth above him, Chip was watching the show above with an almost 
hypnotic attraction. Back and forth her legs moved revealing her 
underpinnings to the older boy underneath her.

Kathy stopped and watched for a few seconds before she commented, 
"That's a boy's apparatus, Trace."

Still doing her routine Traci replied, "I know...it was handy.

Right after her answer, Traci stopped moving, and held herself in a 
legs split position right above Chip's stunned face. She turned, 
and asked Kathy, "Don't you think every girl should have a boy to 
do her routines with?....They make a nice safety net if we should 
slip."

Then as if to emphasize her point she let go of one of the hand 
holds causing her to fall right on Chip's face.

"Ummm! Boy's make such a nice cushion!" she chortled.

Traci didn't get off the boy immediately, instead, she rubbed her 
bottom over the boys face for some time. Finally, she sighed, and 
said in a sweet voice, "UMMM! Chipy you have some talent."

Kathy watched the show for a few seconds then said, "Bring him 
along Trace, I have an idea.

"What's that, Kath?"

"You no how we argue all the time on who has the strongest legs?"

"Ya!" Traci replied. 

"Well, maybe the guys can settle that issue for us."

Before Kathy moved out, she glanced at Ben who was trying not to be 
noticed next to her. She grabbed his neck from the back with one of 
her hands, applied a little pressure to get his attention, and 
ordered, "Follow me."

Ben had no choice but to follow.

At the same time, Kathy yelled so all the girls could hear her, 
"Bring the guys over to the center of the mats....we're going to 
have a little contest."

Kathy heard Didi yell, YAY!...A contest." And the other girls 
seemed just as excited as well.

Kathy was the first to reach the center of the mats. Still holding 
Ben's neck she pointed with her finger and said, "Down boy!"

Ben immediately sat down. 

By this time the others were gathering. Africa rode Mike over and 
as he reached Ben he collapsed in a heap. Didi had to drag Dan over 
by the legs he was so done in. Kathy heard a AYIIIYAAAAA and Bob 
came flying over next to his buddies and he landed with a loud 
THUMP! Traci gave Chip a piggyback ride over to the rest of the 
guys and Beth dragged Bill over supporting his body as he tried to 
walk. The girls put the guys in a make shift circle and waited for 
Kathy's next order.

After everyone had arrived, Kathy called a huddle and whispered the 
rules of the contest to the girls. The guys were too tired to care 
or move and a few were moaning. When the huddle broke up, the girls 
moved behind each guy and wrapped their legs loosely around each 
guys head.

Didi cheated and started to squeeze Dan's head before the others 
were ready which brought a yelp from him.

"No cheating Kathy scolded...Wait till I count to three and then 
squeeze...The first girl to knock her guy out has the strongest 
legs!"

"WHAT!" Chip yelled.

Kathy ignored Chips question and started to count, 
"One..Two...three, GO!" she yelled.

Immediately, all the girls slapped on tight head scissors and 
started mashing the guys heads with their trained athletic teenage 
legs.

As soon as the squeezing started so did the moaning. Each guy's 
hands instinctively went to the girls legs to try and pry 
themselves free, but this was a useless endeavor. As the pressure 
mounted, so did the guys moans and cries of alarm. Slowly very 
slowly the guys efforts at escape waned and eventually stopped 
altogether. To Ben it seemed like the lights were getting dimmer 
and dimmer. Mike was reliving an old movie scene. "It's alive!" He 
heard his mind say. 

After about thirty seconds, Traci let up on her squeeze and looked 
down at Chip. She slapped his cheek lightly a few times to make 
sure he was out, then she shouted, "Mine's out!"

"Girl, You must have a wimp!" Africa commented. 

"Owww! Shoot!" Didi moaned. 

"Mine must have a head of iron," Beth added.

Kathy had other ideas, "Let's put them all out."

Immediately, the crushing started once again. Chip had just started 
to come around when he felt the pressure once more. In a matter of 
seconds, he was out again. 

"Mine's out," Traci yelled.

Africa shook her head and commented again, "Wimp!"

About twenty seconds later, it was Kathy who yelled this time, 
"Mine's out too!"

Ben's lights had finally gone out.

One after another the girls started to yell, "Mine's out!...Mine's 
out!"

Till only two guys were left awake.

Finally, Beth yelled, "Mine's out!"

Didi said, "Check that one..he's sneaky!"

Beth tapped Bill's cheek a few times, shook her head in disgust, 
and said, "You were right!" Then she really powered down on her 
scissors. 

Didi stopped squeezing Dan for a second, looked down at him,  shook 
her finger in his face, and warned, "You better not embarrass me in 
front of the girls." Then she was squeezing again.

A few seconds later, Beth yelled again, "Mines out!"

It was another full minute before Didi squeezed Dan into dreamland. 
After checking him, she looked up and said sadly, "He's all bone up 
there."

All the girls laughed.

Afterwards Traci looked at Kathy and asked, "Now what, Kath?"

"Let's pants the bastards!"

"Yaaa! The girls yelled.

"And take the 200 bucks, Didi added.

The idea met with an enthusiastic response from all the girls. In 
the blink of an eye, all the guys first lost their shoes and then 
the girls started to tug their pants off. After the last girl had 
successfully removed her guy's pants, the girls started waving 
their prizes high over their heads in a victory celebration. They 
looked like an amazon raiding party after a victorious battle as 
they whooped and cheered. Finally, they started chanting U.S.A. 
again.

After the celebration, Didi grabbed at Dan's briefs and asked 
Kathy, "How about these?"

Kathy thought a moment then replied, "Not on the first date!"

All the girls laughed.

Before the pants were discarded, the girls each found the money the 
guys had been paid and concealed it in their uniforms. 

Afterwards, Kathy had another idea. "Wake em girls, I think it's 
time for a race."

As each guy woke up, he found himself being dragged over into 
another line. This time the girls rode the guy's backs like Africa 
had done earlier.

Like before, Kathy stated the rules, "OK girls..We ride them down 
there and back..first one back is the winner."

The guys found themselves on all fours. They were totally exhausted 
and barely conscious. But they had to move as soon as Kathy said, 
"GO!"

Each girl slapped the guys backside to get him moving.

Didi took a quick lead, but Dan was a sprinter not a distance 
runner. They soon fell behind.

Kathy had Ben going fairly well, but he didn't make the turn, and 
they crashed in a pile of arms and legs.

Near the end it became a two horse race. With Beth in the lead and 
Africa right on her heels. But a few feet from the finish, Bill 
collapsed in a heap and Africa won the day.

Africa had Mike do a victory lap. While a very pissed off Beth 
grabbed Bill's hair, lifted his head, pointed at the finish line, 
and scolded him, "Look how close we were...Do you have anything to 
say for yourself, mister."

Bill looked at the finish line and collapsed once again too 
exhausted to comment.

As the girls gathered, Africa had just completed her victory lap 
and was pulling up her mount. She patted him affectionately and put 
her hand over Mike's mouth giving him something to munch on.

'"What was that?" Didi asked curiously.

"His treat for winning." Then in response to the girls perplexed 
looks, she added, "I got a few pieces of chocolate from the table."

Didi shook her head and said, "Girl..You're too much!"

Before the party could slow down, Traci suggested, "Let's have a 
piggyback race!"

The girls cheered.

The guys groaned.

Again the girls lined the guys up and jumped on their backs. Bill 
went right down in a heap. Beth had to help him up, and this time 
she had him jump on her back. He feebly held on as she got ready to 
race.

In the next instant, the race was on. Most of the guys staggered 
down the course and a few guys collapsed after the start. Beth took 
the lead at the turn and won easily.

"No fair!" Didi yelled. "Of course, Beth would win against these 
wimps," she pleaded to Kathy.

Kathy allowed the objection and awarded Didi the race. Didi was 
literally beaming with joy. She gave Dan a kiss on the cheek and 
had him do a victory lap as well.

As the party continued on into the night, Kathy got even more 
inventive and the guys lost what little dignity they had left. 

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At exactly midnight, Vladimir and Jess walked back into the gym. 
Everyone was dancing and the music was playing softly.

"See," Vladimir said proudly, "There was nothing to worry about."

Jess didn't answer, he just shook his head, in astonishment, at the 
Russian's words.

Vladimir remembered his watch, looked at it, and commented again to 
Jess, "We'll let them have this last dance. They deserve it!"

On the dance floor, Didi was holding Dan's hands behind his back as 
they danced. Dan like before couldn't break free. When Dan saw the 
big Russian enter, he stopped trying to get free and just hoped 
nobody would notice.

Didi put her head on Dan's chest as they danced and said in a 
contented voice, "You're always going to be my little 
Danny...Aren't you, big fella?"

Dan looked around again. Thankfully, the two coaches didn't seem to 
be staring at him. 

Didi stopped dancing and looked up into his face and asked, "Well?"

He tried to get his arms free once more. They wouldn't budge. The 
couple started dancing again after Dan's show of strength. He 
closed his eyes, sighed and put his head on top of her head, and 
said in a defeated voice, "Yes!"

Next to them, Asia and Bob were dancing and Asia was doing all the 
talking.

"I'm going to teach you how to fight and defend yourself. In a 
couple of years, no girl will be able to pick on you, " She told 
him earnestly.

Bob closed his eyes as they danced. He had only one question. "Will 
I survive?" he asked.

Asia laughed, but said just as earnestly, "If you don't look at any 
other girls."

Beth was dancing with Bill. She had to almost hold him up as they 
danced. To others it must have looked like they were dancing very 
close togrther.

"Beth said, "I'm going to have to build you up..What you need is a 
big dose of Beth Armstrong."

Bill looked down at her and asked curiously, "You're last name is 
Armstrong?"

Beth nodded yes.

"It figures," Dan said jokingly.

Beth drew him even closer and gave him an even bigger dose of her 
strong arms.

"I give!" Bill dutifully whispered.

Chip was dancing with Traci when all of a sudden he stopped and 
looked down at her from his 5'10'' height and four inch height 
advantage. For some reason he didn't understand, she seemed taller 
than him.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"How tall is you're mother?" he asked unexpectedly.

"She 6'3'' and my dad's 5'10''."

"Six three?"

"Yes, My mom was my height till almost her eighteenth birthday. 
Then one summer she shot up, over night, to her present 
height...Why do you ask?"

Chip gulped, but in a calm voice he said, "Oh! I just had a vision 
is all."

Then in a sweet voice Traci asked, "Chipper, Do you like real tall 
girls?"

"Do I have a choice," he asked.

"No!" she replied. 

Africa and Mike were dancing cheek-to-cheek. Africa had to stand on 
her tippy toes to reach Mike's cheek, but the couple knew who the 
boss was.

"Honey, Did you like you're chocolate tonight?" she asked sweetly.

"I may swear off white chicks forever," he replied half jokingly.

Asia stopped dancing and looked up into his bright eyes and 
answered very coldly, "Honey, you don't have a choice."

He looked down at her and gulped.

She grabbed his arms and they started dancing again. This time her 
head rested on his shoulder. As they danced she told him the stark 
reality of their situation, "Honey, once you have black, you can 
never go back!"

Kathy and Ben were dancing off in a far corner of the dance floor. 
Both Vladimir's and his uncle Jess's eyes were on them as they 
danced. Both men were smiling at the couple. Both Kathy and Ben had 
been quiet for some time as they danced. This time it was Ben who 
spoke first.

"I want to apologize," Ben said sincerely.

"For what?" Kathy asked.

As he looked into her eyes, he knew even before he answered her 
question, that she already knew why he wanted to apologize. Ben 
didn't know it then, but it was a breakthrough, for him, in 
understanding women.

"I want to apologize for taking the money," he whispered softly.

"I think you already paid for that," she told him.

He hung his head.

"Are you still embarrassed?" she asked.

"Are you going to tame me?" he replied.

She smiled and said, "You've already been tamed."

"I think I got off the easiest," he replied very humbly and with 
his head still bent.

She lifted his head up with her finger and told him firmly, "I have 
to be who I am...Can you live with that?"

His next reply was straight from the heart, "When I look at you, 
and think that I might not ever see you again..," And he paused 
before he finished his sentence, "that would be much harder to 
bare."

She smiled at him and then kissed his cheek before she answered, 
"There's a note in your pocket, read it later and don't let the 
guys see what else is there."

Just then the song ended and the couples clapped.

Immediately, Vladimir took over. 

"Girls we have to get going. Practice is tomorrow at 6:00 A.M.."

All the girls groaned.

Jess was already ushering the boys out.

Vladimir turned and had a word for the boys before they left.

"Boys, do you remember that Russian folk tale I told you about 
earlier?"

The boys looked at each other and then nodded to Vladimir.

"Well, You may keep them."

All the boys nodded their appreciation as they left. Jess chuckled 
to himself as he ushered the boys through the door and then they 
were gone.

Vladimir smiling at his wit, turned to find the girls with their 
hands folded about their chests once again and with very grim looks 
on their faces.

"What's the matter?" he asked. "The evening was a success was it 
not?"

Kathy as usual answered for the girls.

"From now on, we get to go on a date once a week!"

Vladimir's smiled disappeared.

"And practices will be shorter!"

Vladimir looked up to the heavens as he thought, American girls..I 
should have never left Russia. Finally, he looked back towards 
Kathy and asked, "Is that all?"

"No!" Kathy said defiantly, "there's the matter of the twelve 
hundred dollars."

Vladimir's face turned ashen and he wondered, as he listened, where 
he could get a case of that Russian whiskey he drank tonight.

Ben's uncle Jess shook each boy's hand and thanked each personally 
as they piled into the car. He was a little surprised to hear them 
groaning as they got in. Finally, he said his good bye's and left.

Before they took off, Bill said sarcastically, "This is all your 
fault, Ben."

Ben remembered something and reached into his pocket. "They gave me 
a note," he said as he groped around.

"Well, read it," Bob said curiously.

Ben found the note and something else in his pocket. He knew what 
it was immediately and he smiled. He made sure to only pull out the 
note.

Chip turned on the car light as Ben read.

It says that we should consider ourselves their boyfriends.

All the guys groaned.

It says that we have to keep our weekends open from now on as well.

The boys groaned again.

It says we have to go to Madison Square Garden in two weeks and 
watch them all win medals.

The boys groaned a third time.

And it says that we might get our money back if were good little 
boys and follow all their rules.

That brought an even louder groan.

And it says that we better not look at another girl from now on or 
else...

This time the car was silent.

Bob was the first who spoke, "Dude! I hope you don't have any more 
uncles?"

Ben hung his head before he replied. "Just one," he said softly.

Like always it was Mike who had to know. "Dude, What does he do?"

"He's an agent for a female troupe of Russian acrobats."

Everyone groaned in unison as Chip started the car up and they 
drove off into the night.

The End...