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 ï>¿Tomboy by lindasuedavis1 CopyrightÂ(C) 2023 by lindasuedavis1

   When I was young, I had a cousin that was quite a tomboy.  She was
pretty enough, but she preferred to play with the boys more than she did
with the boys.  She would play sports with them and like most boys there
was always a shirts and skins team.  Naturally, which ever team she was on
was the shirts side, but I often wondered why, since when she started
playing, she was just as flat as any of the boys.  So this is a take off
from that.

   Becky was just 5 when I can remember her starting to play sports with
the boys.  Once in a while she would be on the skins team.  It was nothing
to be concerned about for her or even her parents who occassionally saw her
playing.  Like most girls she played like a girl, but she got better as she
grew.  By the time she reached puberty which for her was 14, she was as
good as many of the boys, and better than most.  She was also well liked
and most often chosen first.  Unlike in the earlier years, they now had
rules to guide which team would be skins and shirts.  The first team to
choose was skins.  So more often than not she was a skin.  Her parents were
a little more concerned, but since she had been playing with these guys for
so long, they didn -(TM)t interfere.  And after all, there were no laws
against grown women being topless anymore.

   When playing baseball, there was no contact.  That was safe enough too.
It was also warm when they played baseball, so playing topless wasn -(TM)t
a problem from that standpoint, and was indeed cooler so she could play
harder, but she did learn early on that she needed to use sun screen.  She
applied it to her own front, but accepted help from her team mates to do
her back.  This created a problem if the guy had a girlfriend, but that was
solved by getting the nerdiest guys to do it for her.

   Playing basketball was done when it was cooler, but it was much more
physically active, so it still didn -(TM)t create a problem with the cooler
weather.  There was slightly more physical contact, but nothing that
outraged anyone.  Sure, someone might touch her somewhere that would be
considered sexual under other curcumstances, but it was not different than
with others.  Even girls playing other girls had similar touches, but
ofcouse they were all dressed.  Sometimes she wondered why girls had no
trouble remembering who was on which team, but boys need the difference in
dress to determine which was which team.  She was an excellent ball
handler, and often drove the lane.  She was fouled often.  Mostly on the
arms, but an occassional hand would land on a breast.  If a guy was caught
touching her breast intenionally, she was awarded 3 shots from the free
throw line regardless if she was shooting or not.  This was a rule well
monitered by the rest of us girls.  There was a fellow punishment for those
guys, but it wasn -(TM)t part of the game.  And only us girls knew about it
-(TM)s existence.  Those guys couldn -(TM)t get a kiss for 2 months.

   Football was a little different, most often it was played in much colder
weather, and ofcourse even with two hand touch there was a lot more
physical contct.  Most of the guys had gotten shoulder pads and Becky was
no different.  They did conceal her breast some what, but also afforded
some warmth.  Touching was not as easily judged as intentionally. 
Therefore she seemed more likely to be touched more sexually, but nothing
she couldn -(TM)t handle.  In fact it was about this time that she decided
she liked being touched in certain places by some, if not all the guys.

   She was trusted more by the boys than any of the other girls, which led
to her being invited to places that other girls didn -(TM)t know about. 
One of these was a swimming party for just the guys, with her being
considered one of them.  It actually turned into a skinny dip party.  That
was the first time she got fully naked with the boys.  The boy -(TM)s Mom
whose house the party was at saw her, and told her son that she thought
they should call the party over, but they all protested, including Becky,
and she let them continue.  When Becky -(TM)s Dad came to pick her up, the
Mom mentioned it to him, but he reassured her he didn -(TM)t think it was a
problem.  Becky was his Princess after all and could do no wrong in his
eyes.

   Seeing all her team mates nude had been exciting to Becky.  After that
she ventured to do some of her own groping of some of their anatomy herself
when ever she could get away with it.  When the rest of us girls learned
about the pool parties, we wanted to join them, not knowing they were
skinny dip parties, and were told they were for players only.  A few of the
girls started playing, but the first time their team were skins, they quit.
None of the other girls were comfortable going topless.  A few did get
groped, but only by their boyfriends.  Even some that hadn -(TM)t gone that
far before.  Most of us tried that at one time or another.  That was
exciting.  It was like we were getting away withh something right in front
of everyone.

   Eventually when Becky turned 18, she started dating the team captain
that had chosen her first most often during all the years, and eventually
found other games she liked playing more.  The kind that most of us don
-(TM)t play with an audience, though, I did learn that Becky often played
with more than just one boy at a time.  She also had private parties at her
home only for the team once she was married.  I guess she still likes
playing with the boys.