Memories
By The " T.K.O Kid "
True accounts, throughout the life of The " T.K.O Kid "


This is not a story that will have a plot, and storyline, but what i'm about to relate
here; are actual experiences that i went through as a boy, and growing up with
girls, and my fighting confrontations with them . 

My very earliest experience was with a 13 yr old girl, and myself being 11 . The
girl pretty much gave me a beating of my life that day while walking home from
my cousin's house, and that story you can read about in, " Neighbor girl bully . "


Another account that i can recall was when this older girl had let me in on some
money that she had stolen . Rhonda, being her name, warned me when telling me
that if i told on her she was going to kick my ass . This was a close call, and it did
not turn out in a fight . School had left out, and who did i run into, well you might
have know, Rhonda ! Rhonda had caught me while i was partly on my way home
that day from school, and when she stepped up to me she took me roughly by my
shirt collar, and drew me hard against her . Talking about being scared, i was
trembling right there in my shoes, fearing that she was going to beat the shit out of
me right there . " I heard you squeeled on me, you little wimp, I ought to kick your
ass right here, and now, " Rhonda said, threatening me . My reply to her was in
defense, letting her know that i didn't do no such thing . I can only imagine if I had
told on her, I would have got my ass whupped really good . Rhonda had a Tomboy
attitude, and could fight just as well . Not many, if any of the neighboring boys in our
neighborhood messed with Rhonda . She was known for beating up quite a few 
boys back then . I was just glad she believed me, and let me go unharmed .


Here is another close call . While walking towards a local hangout near the high
school, I was coming up on a friend of mine, being a girl . She was with another
girl who had the Tomboy reputation, and her name was, Jan . Jan had made the
mistake though of revealing her intentions before we crossed paths, and that was
she blurted out to, Tina that, she was going to show her how easily, she was going
to beat me up, and she would have done it easily enough . This was another girl
that had a rep for enjoying beating up on boys, in fact I never heard of a boy ever
being able to kick her ass . After her mistake of telling, Tina her intentions, the both
of them started towards me at a run, in which I quickly responded by turning, and
running scared desperately trying to avoid some obvious embarrassment .
Wwheeewww ! ... It was a good thing that, Jan couldn't run as fast as she was, as 
a feared Tomboy fighter !


Then there was an actual fighting experience, between a cousin of mine, her name
was, Marla . The whole thing started when she was sitting in a recliner at my house,
and I happened to be playing around with her that day, by dumping a glass of cold
water on her . Marla, shot up out of her chair like a flash, and I shot out through the
front door just as fast . After getting outside in the front yard the fight began . Turning
around to face her, I threw up my fists ready for a fight . I knew that she was pissed
seeing it in her face . Marla, gave me a rough shove backwards, and that was when
I started swinging on her . My sister, who stood near watching in surprise at my
actions shouted out to Mom, that I was swinging punches at my cousin, in which my
Mom only responded, " Don't worry dear, Marla can handle herself . " And that she
did . My punches that were aimed towards, Marla's head missed terribly, and in
return, she peppered me with a few jabs, sending me reeling back on my heels .
As I stummbled back, I was coming up onto a wheelbarrel, that was behind me .
When reaching the wheelbarrel, Marla, threw a hard right hook, catching me solidly
along the side of my jaw . My head spun with dizziness from the blow, along with a
bright array of stars, and her solid right hook nearly took me off of my feet . Marla's
fist smashed into my jaw solidly knocking me back over the wheelbarrel . I landed
hard against the ground behind it, and when regaining my senses, I threw up my 
hands in surrender while crying  telling her, I had enough, and didn't want to fight
her no more . Yes it was pretty humiliating getting beat up by your own cousin, in
front of your sister . Since that loss to, Marla, I never messed with her again . Came
close though as I was teasing a girl that was with her . Marla, and a friend of hers,
and mine were on their way to, Marla's house, and I was taunting, and teasing
Tina, trying to coax a fight out of her . Tina, and I previously before that was in a 
wrestling match, where she pretty much manhandled me, by taking me to the ground
and straddling me in a schoolgirl pin . After she forced me to eat some dirt, and grass
by the coaching of my cousin, the wrestling match ended .


So I just couldn't let it drop . So following, Tina, and Marla, I started to thow some
insults towards, Tina by calling her a big sissy . Suddenly Marla spun around, and
faced me, and when doing so, she took me by my shirt collar, and asked, " What ?
did you just call me boy ! " I grew a little more than scared from my cousin's reaction,
and said, in return, " I,, I,, I, wasn't talking to you, " I stuttered . " Thats good for you,
cause I thought you were, now you better take that little ass of yours home, like a
good boy, before, I have to kick it for you, " Marla said, then released me from her
grip . At her suggestion, I didn't hesitate for a moment, but turned, and took off running
home, relieved that, Marla didn't lay into me .


Another actual fight was when I got into it with a taller girl, her name being, Shawn .
This fight took place in our back yard . Several friends of mine were there, along
with Shawn, and I was provoking yet another girl to a fight . Standing in front of
Shawn, I began shoving her, and seeing that she was trying to avoid me, I began
swinging at her . Shawn retaliated by returning punches at me . I was surprised
by her attack, with Shawn bieng a few inches taller, she was all over me with 
landing some solid punches to my face . In my own retaliation, I tied up with her as
a boxer would . Hugging her waist tightly to avoid getting hit in the face, Shawn
brought her knee up into my groin . My hold around her waist was instantly broken,
and I doulbled over clucthing my crotch in pain . I could hear my friends laughing at
my demise, but before, I could recover, and respond to Shawns fighting abilities, she
took me into a side headlock, then forced me hard face first into the ground . I was
now in tears again, as Shawn, began to grind my face into a hard patch of ground,
and saying, " Are you still going to fuck with me boy ? "  I, answered her, as she held
my face firmly into the hard patch, of dirt, and grass, " Ok, ok, I give, please let me up, "
I cried, in tears . She did, and sent me home crying . After that fight with, Shawn, I
never again messed with her .


Why were all these girls in my neighborhood good fighters, I don't really know why .
I do know though after getting into it with them, that I pretty well much stayed out of
their way .


Those were just a few experiences, I had as a boy growing up, and if I can recall
anymore, as a young adult, and a full grown male; I will write of those events also .


Untill then take care, and maybe some of you male Authors, can tell of your
experiences of fighting girls, or women . Or you female Authors can write of your
experiences . Cya     The " T.K.O Kid "


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