Chapter 5

For Ramsey High, being defeated in their first game by only a seven point margin was a clear cut victory. Especially since they were beaten by the second best team in the district. Even Jeff Martin, the quarterback who had been so surly to Terri, flashed her a grin.

"You have a beautiful smile," Terri whispered, her voice barely audible in the din of the locker room.

His grin froze comically, then turned to a frown. "It was only luck that we did so well tonight," he said, then turned on his heels.

"Thanks a lot, you little prick," Terri said without thinking.

He stopped short, then turned around. "Little prick, huh?" he said. "We just might see about that." His voice was dangerous and thick with hate.

Bob had heard the exchange and lept over to Jeff and slammed him up against the locker with a loud crash. Looking at the boy with pure rage that made his hps white, he clamped his hands around Jeff's neck.

"Look, you little motherfucker," he began with a growl, "if I ever . . . ever fucking hear you say anything like that again to Terri . . . Coach Underwood, I'll break every goddamned bone in your body!" He inhaled quickly, then added, "And as far as I'm concerned, you're off the team as of right now!"

The locker room had grown deathly silent. The boys looked like statues, frozen in various stages of undress, as if afraid to move. They looked at Bob, then at Terri.

"Let him go, Bob," Terri said with calm that even surprised herself. "I can fight my own battles. He stays on the team."

Before Bob could make a move, Brad jumped over and grabbed Jeff's shoulder pad, yanking him away from Bob's grip.

"I'm going to knock the shit outta you, you dumb fuck!" he said, his voice squeaking with anger.

"Stop it," Terri said evenly. "Now!"

She hadn't raised her voice, but it carried authority and the sound of a cracking whip. Brad immediately released Jeff.

"Look, boys," she said, glancing at all their faces, "you all did well tonight. If we don't stick together, take the bad with the good, we'll never win district championship this year."

"Huh?" several of them said, including Bob.

"We are going to win the district championship," Terri said. She paused dramatically, then added, "Aren't we?"

After a stunned silence, when each of them finally comprehended the fact that she was serious, they broke out in cheers. Terri looked into their eager faces, giving them new confidence with her expression. As she glanced around, she noticed that Jeff had slipped out of the room.

"Bright and early for practice tomorrow," she said, then left the locker room.

When she inhaled the crisp autumn air, she could almost hear her heart pounding. With excitement, with joy . . . and, for some strange reason, fear.

There is that feeling on awakening when your heart is pounding and your body shivers uncontrollably. You look around the dark room, half expecting someone to be standing over your bed. And you realize it was only a dream and you try to go back to sleep. Then you think you hear a sound, like soft footsteps, and your body jerks with fear. You hope you are wrong.

Terri reached for the light and felt a large hand clamp around her wrist. She choked back a scream and instinctively swung out with her other hand. She connected, if poorly, with a hard, muscular shoulder.

"Take it easy," the deep voice said, the tone cruel and menacing.

"Who?" Terri said, squinting her eyes. She hadn't recognized the voice. "What do you want?"

"It's your star quarterback, baby," Jeff said, slapping her hard across the face. "And it's not what I want, it's what you want!"

Terri felt the boy's weight crush against her body, his thick, hard cock jamming against the in-sides of her thighs. Too stunned to react, she flinched, then tasted the salty flavor of blood.

"And after I finish fucking that little pussy of yours, I'm gonna shove my cock right down your cocksucking throat, you cunt!" Jeff whispered wetly, his teeth against her neck. "Just lay back and enjoy it," he grunted. "But, by God, I'm gonna try like hell to see that you don't!"

With that, her jerked his body forward with a violent move, spreading her legs with his knees. At the same time, he pounded his crotch forward, stabbing his cockhead between her pussy lips.

"Uuuunnnhhh!" Terri groaned, her pussy feeling as if a hot poker had been brutally shoved in it.

"You like that, huh?" he asked, biting into the flesh of her neck. "I said do you fucking like it!" he shouted, stabbing in about four inches of his monstrous prick.

The pain in her slit exploded upward, filtering through her lungs, then burned in the back of her throat. She cried out in agonized torture.

"Ah, you do like it!" Jeff said. "Now, you little cunt, take it all!"

As he said the words, he withdrew slightly, then lunged fully forward, grinding the base of his dick against her swollen, bruised pussy opening.

"Tell me you like it, you cum-licking cunt!" he whispered, biting down hard on her neck. "Tell me you like a big cock jerking in your tight little pussy!"

"I'll tell you what I like," Terri winced. She quickly rotated her wrist to free it from his clutch. "This is what I like!"

With that, she jammed the butt of her palm against his nose, and at the same time jerked her right leg up, turning her body slightly, so that her knee popped against his nuts. She felt his body go limp as he doubled up in pain. She jumped off the bed and turned on the light.

"Now get out of my house before I break your goddamned neck!" she said. She looked quickly between her legs and saw a small trickle of blood oozing from her pussy opening. "You bastard!" she spat out.

"Why you goddamn ..." Jeff said, bounding off the bed and reaching for her shoulders.

Terri side-stepped nimbly and gave him a karate chop on the back of the neck. He stumbled forward, smacking his head against the wall. But he was panther-quick, turning to jump upward. When he got to his knees, Terri took careful aim and kicked him squarely in the mouth. It hurt her toes, but it hurt Jeff more.

"What the fuck!" Jeff gurgled, blood oozing between his teeth. He looked up, his expression almost drunk. "What the fuck!" he said again. "Look, little boy," Terri said, still on her guard, "I was raised with five boys, all of them older than me, and let me tell you, not one of them ever kicked my ass! Believe me, I've taken on better than you and won! Now get your ass out of here before I forget I'm a lady and break your fucking face!"

"Huh?" Jeff said, completely and totally disoriented.

"You little prick," Terri said, "I ought to . .

Before she could finish her statement, she saw Jeff's eyes well up with tears. He gave her a look like a lamb about to be butchered, then he started sobbing.

"Oh, shit!" he said, his voice quivering, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Oh, shit!" he said again.

Genuine concern registered in Terri's expression. She dropped to her knees and touched his wet cheeks with her fingers. Again he looked at her with a penetrating, anguished expression.

"Hey, what's the matter?" she said. "You've taken worse falls on the field, haven't you?"

"I'm . . . I'm sorry," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I ... I don't know what made me come over here, except that . . . except that . . ."

"What?" Terri asked quietly. She sat beside him and cradled his head in her arms. "Tell me."

"I just wanted to make love to you," he whispered, choking back the tears. "So bad. And I knew you'd say no, and . . ."

"How do you know I would have said no?" Terri asked.

He looked up quickly, surprise on his face. "You mean, you mean . . ." he said, unable to finish the sentence.

"What I mean, is," Terri said, brushing her hps against his, "I'll fight you or I'll fuck you. But I won't do both, not at the same time, anyway!"

"You mean

"I'll show you what I mean," Terri said. 'Til show you really good!"