College 14
By Corbin
How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young woman.

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When we were young the future was so bright 
The old neighborhood was so alive 
And every kid on the whole damn street 
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
 
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn 
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn 
How can one little street 
Swallow so many lives
 
What the hell is going on 
The cruelest dream, reality
 
	-The Offspring

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Some people may be under the illusion that if you seriously workout, one must 
obviously have some strict method of lifting/cardio and so on that is followed, 
day in and day out. Actually no, and of course I am speaking for myself. That 
being said, let me go on to say that I do not tote around a notebook and keep a 
log of all of my routines, believe it folks. I just go with what feels right on 
that particular day and partly because I have been doing it for so long now it 
is just second nature. What I eat and drink, how I bike and run, lift and so on 
has pretty much evolved to a point that my body guides me now. Not any manual or 
log entry and yes there are days I push myself beyond what I should do.

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I feel like that maybe this incident below was the 'beginning of the end', is 
that the right phrase to use? What I am trying to say is that things come to a 
head in this part and set in motion several things, mostly bad I think, but in a 
good in a way. Hey look at me! I am making no sense at all as I type this junk!

Maybe it and things will become self-evident.
 
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A small rant: Why do guys stare at boobs as if they have never seen a pair? 
90% of all men I meet never make initial eye contact, first they size up my 
breasts and then look up to make eye contact, yes it's that obvious guys, and I 
don't really have big boobs either! I'm looking straight ahead and you are 
looking down, then you look up. (Even if you don't move your head I can see your 
eyeballs moving). I think I should write a book called "The Art of Discretion", 
where I teach men to use their 'Peripheral Vision'. Actually I have a humorous 
attitude about the whole thing now, you guys have an expression that is 
priceless, for one split second there is this childlike look of "MAMA!!" and 
then you snap to attention.
 
That's right come to Mama and then *POW* right in the kisser!! :) Just 
Kidding, well maybe.
  
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Goalkeeping drills
Defending drills
Possession play drills
Running with the ball drills
Attacking play...blah, blah, blah
 
It seemed like the coach was trying to kill us as we could never run fast 
enough, score enough, move the ball enough, make the right play. 'And it looks 
like it's going to rain.' I looked up at the sky, which didn't really bother me 
too much. The rain made it fun to play at times the game seemed like it was 
meant to be played in the rain especially when the field got muddy, slipping and 
sliding around. A big fucking, fun mess :) 
 
And then it did start to rain, not much, just a very, very faint drizzle and 
everyone was getting tired, sloppy, even a little punchy with the plays. Of 
course the Coach saw no humor in any of it and just yelled at everyone louder, 
chastising the ones that broke into giggles when they would slip or collide with 
another teammate. A second wind of energy ran thru my body when I almost 
collided into another player on my team. My legs and arms were burning and I was 
now openly breathing thru my mouth, but still there was enough reserves to keep 
pushing myself and I even smiled because best of all, I had managed to avoid 
Mora, other then a couple of close calls during the scrimmage. Mora was playing 
on the opposing team, Right-Forward while I was Left-Midfield.
 
To this day I wasn't sure what happened, but my mind simply screamed 
"COLLISION!! FUCK! This is going to hurt!" it happened so fast, too fast and 
there was nowhere to go, at least no time to move out of the way. I shuddered 
and winced as I retracted my arms, folding them against my chest and every 
muscle in my body tensed praying I would turn into a granite statue and deflect 
the blow.

I grunted and literally felt my entire body shudder violently, my feet shifted 
several inches across the ground as a pair of sweat drenched bodies smashed into 
one another. My ears popped and I felt what could only be described as a bone-
jarring impact and then nothing, silence, until a few seconds later I heard a 
whistle blowing in the background and the sound of several voices getting 
closer. I opened my eyes, my legs seemed to wobble and then move on their own, 
taking two steps back to help keep my balance. Immediately an agonizing soreness 
made its way thru the left side of my body, inch by painful inch it spread as I 
tried to relax.
 
"You okay?" Bev, Nikki, and several other girls gingerly touched my shoulders 
and head, flocking about me. I didn't answer right away I was still trying to 
figure out if I was still really on my feet or what happened.

"Corbin." Nikki's voice finally registered but I wasn't paying attention, I was 
turning to the girl that collided into me turning to my left because that was 
the direction from which I felt the impact. 'Fuck' I sighed when I saw Mora 
lying on the ground I watched how Mora's legs slowly squirmed over the wet grass 
in a display that conveyed agony.
 
"You fucking bitch!" Mora yelled but she couldn't disguise the tell tale signs 
from her eyes, eyes from which flowed tears as she struggled to sit up. The 
Coach and everyone insisted she remain still, but that was no use. 'Damn she is 
one tough bitch' I thought the girl was obviously holding back allot of pain 
from the way she was nursing her left arm and shoulder, she seemed to fight with 
every once of strength to keep from openly sobbing, but the tears kept streaming 
down her face.
 
"MORA! STOP!" The Coach screamed and something told me it was a warning I should 
heed immediately! I jerked my head to the left, for some unexplainable reason, 
maybe luck or instinct, my entire neck and head jerked back several inches 
barely enough. 'Barely' in the sense that a whoosh of air passed in front of my 
face and Mora's knuckles skimmed the very tip of my nose. "FUCK" I spat I dodged 
the punch, but Mora had thrown everything she had into it her right fist came 
swinging around with her whole body behind the effort, but no connection was to 
be found. I watched Mora's frame simply continue to twist until she lost her 
balance and hit the deck again. I suspected that had that punch connected it 
would have been lights out for me, Mora might have broken a few fingers also but 
that was not likely to be a consideration on her part. 

By now the Coach and about ten girls were between us. I found it odd that I had 
a few girls holding my shoulders and arms but I wasn't even doing anything, just 
standing there. Mora was the one needing restraining, her body flailed as she 
fought to get at me. 
 
"How's your arm?" The Coach was now standing next to me, asking with concern.
 
"Just sore." I sighed but agreed to get it checked out as I rotated my shoulder 
to check for injury. One by one I felt hands release my arms when it was clear I 
wasn't going to retaliate against Mora. 

"Come over here." I heard Nikki say and willingly allowed myself to be lead to 
another part of the field by my friend. 'This sucks' I thought as a really great 
day just went down the tubes, even the sun breaking thru the clouds did little 
to lighten my despair, despair over the fact that no matter how nice or 
accommodating I was Mora was never going to let up, never.
 
"You sure you're okay?" Nikki asked as she and I stretched out on the ground.
 
"Yeah I'm fine I think just shaken up." I winced as I lay down feeling the 
muscles along my back and left side ache. The rain clouds had moved on and I 
decided it best to wait things out, let Mora change and get out of the locker 
room before going in. But emotionally and mentally I wasn't fine something bad 
was setting in, in an ironic moment, I felt like something dark was beginning to 
fill my subconscious, even as the sun continued to break free from the 
scattering clouds.
 
"What a shame there aren't more clouds in the sky." Nikki sighed, "I love this 
time of the day, to be able to relax and watch the formations."
 
I realized how quiet I had become and quickly snapped to attention, smiling I 
lifted my head off the ground looking over at Nikki who remained looking up. I 
rested my head back down and studied a small, white billowy formation floating 
above, "Do you see that small one?" I asked.
 
"Yeah" Nikki said as we both lay in the middle of the soccer field. "What are 
you doing tonight?" Nikki asked, making small talk more then anything.
 
"Studying." I said less then enthusiastically.
 
"Again? You study more then anyone else I know."
 
"Yeah" I sighed, "It takes several re-reads for the material to sink into my 
thick skull." and even chuckled a little.
 
"Your thick head is great for knocking around the soccer ball." Nikki smirked as 
she sat up brushing the dry grass from her legs and arms. Just then I decided to 
have a little fun and stood up first.
 
"Need some help getting up granny?" I teased.
 
"I think I can manage." Nikki smiled and went to stand up, but I just firmly 
nudged her back down with my knee, forcing her onto the ground.
 
"You sure?" I asked again and moved right next to Nikki, who was almost on all 
fours now, recovering from my push.
 
"Yeah I'm sure." Nikki continued to smile at my sudden mischievous actions and 
went to stand again only to be knocked back down with a little more force 
causing her to roll over onto her left side. She looked up at me, standing 
almost on top of her now, my hands on my hips looking down with a smile of 
satisfaction.
 
"Here, I'm just foolin' around." I smiled and reached down offering my right 
hand. Nikki hesitated, her mouth curling into a suspicious grin as she 
hesitantly reached up with her left hand. Sure enough, Nikki had gotten half way 
up when I suddenly let all of the weight from my 5'10", 155lb muscular frame 
come crashing down on top of her as if I was trying to smoother the girl. 
 
"Oh it's going to be like that, now is it?" Nikki grunted as she began to resist 
more. 
 
"Not 'going' to be," I smiled, "but it 'IS' like that." as I began to try and 
secure the struggling girl's wrists. I worked fast to secure Nikki's arms, I 
knew that my friend was dangerous when it came to wrestling based on her martial 
arts training.
 
"Come 'on wimp, is that all you got." Nikki taunted from the bottom.
 
I shifted into overdrive and began to power Nikki's arms down to the ground 
that's when I think Nikki realized my strength could truly amaze her at times 
and this was one of those times, "Fuck" Nikki groaned and realized she was going 
to have to utilize all her ground skills and quickly. There was no way she could 
out muscle me although Nikki was strong she wasn't strong enough. I could tell 
it frustrated the girl to no end as her jiu-jitsu techniques were quickly 
countered by my strength, endurance and my natural aptitude for wrestling. My 
fingers curled around portions of her soccer top and she found it impossible to 
unclench my fists. There was no anger here, we carefully avoided hurting one 
another, but there was this intense level of competition coming out in both of 
us and we both seem to be loving it! Our hot, sweaty bodies twisting and turning 
under the late afternoon sun seemed to take on another level of aggression, 
Nikki's legs were conducting their own attack, latching around my waist, trying 
to control me, but I would reach back and hook Nikki's ankle spinning out of 
Nikki's 'guard' repeatedly with amazing ease and speed. But I lost my grip 
several times as Nikki twisted and then rolled out from under my body, slipping 
free, she's a slippery one and strong! 

Quickly we were both on our knees about three feet from one another, both 
gasping thru open mouths, the friendly tussle had gone further then either of us 
intended and I glanced around nervously to see if we had drawn a crowd but the 
field was still barren. Nikki also glanced around taking several deep breaths 
while nervous, frustrated hands fumbled with pulling her long black hair into a 
ponytail. With Nik's hair out of the way I suddenly became lost in the beauty of 
her Portuguese heritage, her eyes and lips so full and sensual. Her face was 
born for modeling (which she does do) was now drenched in sweat and flushed, 
even more sensual was how her skin, naturally dark from her Portuguese/Brazilian 
heritage, was even darker now from time in the sun playing soccer. I wanted to 
lick the sweat off her arms and legs!

I felt a droplet of sweat hang off the end of my nose, I wiped it away quickly 
as a smile came over my lips, I wasn't sure why, but it felt good to fight, to 
vent my frustrations like this. I just wished it was Mora across from me and my 
fists clenched involuntarily at the particular thought of that Latin bitch 
staring me down, taunting me. 'Damn, get a grip' I chided, reminding myself it 
was Nikki I was wrestling with and not to get too carried away.
 
"You're going down." Nikki gasped as she took another drink of air, her left 
forefinger pointing at the grassy field beneath us. Our friendly-fight thus far 
was leaving the realm of being just lighthearted, Nik and I had so many 
suppressed feelings for each other that this match now seemed inevitable, as the 
only way to vent our bottled up emotions.
 
"Bring it on." I sighed taunting with a flick of my wrist, but was surprised at 
how quickly Nikki lunged for me. Before I could react Nikki's sweaty arm was 
around my neck, our chests thudded together as I was tackled to the ground. 
There was another flurry of activity where it didn't seem like we were even 
wrestling, almost like we were throwing ourselves at one another with ferocious 
intensity, loud grunting as I used all my strength, but Nikki would use her 
techniques to wiggle out and try and get a hold, but I could tell her emotions 
were boiling to the surface. Nikki seemed pretty sure she had a submission hold 
within her reach, cranking out a kimura on my shoulder causing me to yelp in 
pain (did I say earlier we were trying NOT to hurt each other? I guess that's 
changed!), but with the help of sweat and my strength I was able to wiggle out. 
She even almost had me in a guillotine choke! I could feel the blood being 
restricted right before I popped my head out. I tried to roll away only to have 
Nikki instantly latch onto me again, but now I was getting exhausted from trying 
to power out of her submission attempts! But she was also getting just as 
exhausted trying to catch me in one too. 

We wrapped arms and legs around one another and started to roll across the grass 
in what felt like a final effort on both our parts. I was ready to pass out from 
exhaustion I don't know how Nikki was still going. I also don't know how the 
rolling stopped with me on top, but here I was, and Nikki was took weak to roll 
me off, or so I thought. My legs wouldn't obey my commands at first due to 
fatigue, but slowly with the aid of slippery sweat soaked skin I somehow snaked 
my legs into a grapevine around Nikki's. As if I didn't think our bodies could 
become anymore erotically mated, well I was proven wrong, our shirts were almost 
off, our shorts twisted and pulled down, bare stomachs legs and arms crushed 
against each other and the best for last! Our pubic mounds pressed hard against 
one another. Nikki would press up and I would push my crotch right back into 
hers. It was a turn on for damn sure, but I was so very tired now. 

Our struggle became this slow grinding of attrition, hands and legs slowly 
twisted and turned. It was a feeble effort but I was able to grip Nikki's wrists 
with both of my hands and slowly powered her arms down onto the grassy field. It 
was not an easy thing to do, Nikki is damn strong evident by my own efforts and 
gasping for every bit of oxygen in the state of North Carolina!

I thought I had her pinned to the ground "Do you give?" I asked but it sounded 
more like a plea out of my mouth.

"Never!" Nikki snapped, spit and sweat flying from her trembling lips, her hips 
then heaved, twisted and turned but I pressed more of my own torso down, my eyes 
watched with excitement as the cords of muscle starting along Nik's shoulders 
and biceps constricted with this unending amount of energy, 'How does she keep 
going!' I thought in amazements as she kept fighting me. I was getting off on 
this, excited! Nikki even winced when I clenched my fists tighter around her 
trapped wrist. This proud, stubborn, Portuguese girl under me was fighting back, 
still twisting and turning. Now I started to wonder how long I could hold out!
We looked at one another, eye to eye, Nikki had this resilient expression, 
defiant and determined that she would not submit! 

She wouldn't give, no way, never! 

"You going to give up?" Nikki suddenly asked.

"Never." I said and the tears began to flow from my eyes, in a flush of saline 
the face before me went blurry. But I felt Nikki's lips all over mine and with a 
burst of energy she hooked my right leg and arm allowing her to bridge and roll 
me over onto my back! I felt her breasts press against mine, our nipples erect 
and excited. This kiss, if you could call it a kiss, more like a wild rubbing of 
lips and tongues, had slowed to a tender rubbing.

"I love you." Nik whispered into my mouth and kissed me, I opened my mouth and 
kissed her back. 

"I love you too." I sighed back. 

Nikki then pushed off, her weary body landing with a flop on the ground next to 
me with her left arm still trapped under the crook of my neck, our sweat soaked 
uniforms clinging to our bodies like never before. It had been the most 
exhilarating thing we had ever experienced. As Nikki would later confess 'It was 
like making love, but not quite the same.' 

Slowly Nikki struggled to prop herself onto her elbows and I think we were both 
surprised to see our uniforms in such total disarray. The waistbands of our 
soccer shorts had become twisted and pulled down from the ferocity of the 
wrestling, which in turn revealed the upper portions of our panties, bare 
stomachs fluttered with heavy breathing and glistened with a heavy coating of 
sweat. I couldn't help but admire the way Nik's dark tan torso glistened with 
sweat, her strong toned abs moving as she gasped for air. I looked up and caught 
Nikki doing the same thing, eyeing my bare stomach, her staring was flattering 
as my abs were the epitome of that 'six-pack' that looked chiseled out of stone.

Slowly we got to our feet and headed back to the locker rooms, but I sensed 
something on Nikki's mind,  "What?" my head suddenly leaned back, my expression 
going semi-blank, simply looking over at Nikki thru my tangled, grass filled 
blonde hair.
 
"Mora, that's what." Nikki looked with a knowing stare and then looked away 
catching sight of some guys appearing at the far end of the field kicking around 
a soccer ball, they gave us a wave, Nikki waved back to them.
 
"Gheesh...will you and everyone drop it already, I just have to learn to take 
it, it's no big deal." I shrugged waving my right hand as if casually swatting a 
fly and then proceeded to pick some grass of my uniform and out of my hair.
 
"Corbin, she just tried to cream you a few minutes ago! Where the hell where 
you?" Nikki snapped startling me enough that I jumped back a couple of inches.
 
"It was an accident," I protested meekly.
 
"That's bullshit and you know it!" Nikki yelled, "She ran right for you and 
ended getting knocked on her ass in front of everyone, and if you think she is 
going to stop now you better think again! But you're not thinking, are you? 
You just want to bury you're head in the sand!" Nikki had totally lost her 
composure and quickly turned away swiping the grass and dirt from her palms.
 
"What do you want me to do? Go start a fight with her?" I snapped, practically 
choking on my words as I walked around to Nikki's right, trying to look her in 
the face. 
 
"Yes! I mean...no." Nikki glared at me and quickly looked away, pacing around in 
circles with her hand on her hips, "No, I'm just upset that's all." Nikki sighed 
as her head hung low trying to take slow deep breaths.
 
We took a detour around some bleachers to avoid going past some guys approaching 
the field, we both wanted to keep talking this thru. 
 
"Look..." Nikki took a deep breath "...I'm sorry for getting so abrupt with 
you." Nikki reached over and wrapped her arm around my shoulder, "I'm just 
protective of you that's all."

"Thank you." I said and rested my head on her shoulder.



  
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