Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
| Blogs > PurplePeach72 > No Ordinary Girl! |
Righteous Rage from Queen of the Pygmy Fuckbeasts - Feels Good To Be Queen
|
Righteous Rage from Queen of the Pygmy Fuckbeasts - Feels Good To Be Queen Last week my sister came over to help me start organizing and sorting through the house in anticipation of the move. We spent 5 straight hours in Lil Bit’s room sorting and organizing. We didn’t even really get to the point of cleaning as in dusting, scrubbing floors, toilets this was just cleaning out the closet, throwing out junk, reducing the toy clutter, making sure clothes fit, switching summer for winter clothes and sorting things that I never unpacked from my move from B-ham almost 3 years ago. I felt so much better getting some progress on the house. I made progress with the ’s laminitis, the paperwork for the move for us and the bird. I heard from a former FWB who has finally healed from a medical procedure he had and wanted to hook up. Although still depressed I at least felt like I was making some progress forward in the jello of time. I have been on a righteous rampage since last Thursday. Lil Bit has really enjoyed her cheerleading this year and worked really hard to help her squad look the best it can. All season I have bragged about how much I appreciated her coach’s efforts to instill important core values in the girls she coaches. If her cheerleaders were rude to adults, other cheerleaders they were made to apologize and run laps. If they were mean to each other she forced them to work together until they realized they were a team and had to work together. She refused to allow cheers that put down the other team or cheer squad. Disrespect was not tolerated. Teamwork and good sportsmanship seemed to be cornerstones of her coaching philosophy. The only issues I’ve had were with scheduling. The coach generally did not text until the morning of to say they had practice and did not always keep them the full hour for practice. When for the 2nd time in a week I received a frantic phone call wanting to know why I wasn’t picking up my at 6:10pm when practice was supposed to last until 6:30pm I politely explained that if I am told practice is until 6:30pm I make plans accordingly and may not be able to pick her up until that time on short notice. No worries. During Lil Bit’s last game cheering, which was freezing cold, there were 3 half-dressed, dirty younger girls out standing in formation with our cheerleaders. These girls were not cheerleaders. They had no uniforms, pom-poms and other than during a few practices and 1 other game I hadn’t seen them so I didn’t know who they were. I assumed from the proximity to and talking to one of our cheerleaders that each of the non-paying participants (npp) were friends or relatives or our cheerleaders. The 1st few cheers that the other npp’s were on the field with the cheer squad I didn’t really think much. I figured the parents or the coach would clear them out in a few minutes. Not only did they not ask the npp’s to leave the field, they were encouraged to participate in stunts and cheers. Our cheerleaders were expected to adjust their cheers, formation and stunts to accommodate these other npp’s. The npp’s ran all over the field at random and in and out of formation at will. At half time they helped themselves to the bag of drinks and snacks sitting on the side lines without asking an adult or a cheerleader. One of the football players’ parents realized that these unruly npp’s were pilfering the football team’s drinks and snacks. After having to be yelled at repeatedly to get out of and stay out of the football players’ snacks they helped themselves to the cheerleaders’ snacks and drinks during half time and had the balls to whine and cry about not getting 2nds when several cheerleaders gave up snacks so they would have some. About ¾’s of the way through the game one of our football players was injured. Generally, when any player is hurt all players, cheerleaders and parents stay seated and quiet out of respect for the injured player until they are off the field. Our cheerleaders were good about staying seated and finished off the snacks and drinks while the npp’s ran wild even on the football field. The injury was serious enough that an ambulance was called and the player was taken off the field on a stretcher to the ambulance. He had a compound fracture of his arm just above the wrist. By the time the game ended I was fuming but did not want to address the problem in front of the . Lil Bit expressed her annoyance about having to cheer with younger girls not in uniform who didn’t know the cheers or belong on the field and I assured her I would check into why that was happening. She also surprised me by telling me that it happened all the time. I didn’t go to many practices but had been at part if not all of all but 3 of her games. The game ended later than usual because of the injured player delay so we didn’t go with the squad afterwards to decorate the homecoming float. Lil Bit had been up late the night before with Halloween and was already coughing. She had the Homecoming parade the next day with the cheer squad, Veterans Day parade Saturday morning with the Girls Club and a trip to 6 Flags on Sunday. I waited until she was fed, in bed and asleep before I sent the coach a text message about my concerns and asked that she please keep the npp’s off the field during the last game. When my phone rang within seconds of sending the text I was encouraged. The coach’s response was shocking. The first words out of her mouth were “I’m sorry you feel that way but if you don’t like it you can coach next year but as long as I’m coach I’ll do it my way.” Her attitude was positively hostile and she did everything but tell me to go fuck myself. As long as she was the coach she would let anyone she wanted on the field and if I didn’t like it I could coach them myself. I told her I’d be glad to but we were moving out of the country. Her cheerleaders’ were like her family and that included their younger siblings. As long as she was the coach all of her “cheer” family was welcome on the field. Until the director of the recreations department told her she couldn’t do it she would coach the way she had for 16 years and if I didn’t like it I could keep my home. I stayed overly calm and nice. I tried to diffuse her wadded panty fuse by explaining that I was not attacking her methods of coaching at all. I relayed the praise I had heaped on her through the season and tried to explain that there were legal, financial and personal reasons that who had not paid to participate should not be on the field during the games. I explained that this game next week was Lil Bit’s last game and chance to cheer for at least 2 years because there aren’t cheer squads or American football where we are going in Italy. Her answer was “that’s your problem for taking your half way around the world”. Her attitude only got worse as I tried to reason with her. I told her that I would really appreciate her keeping this issue between the adults since I didn’t want Lil Bit to bear the brunt of any hurt feelings. After I reiterated my reasons for requesting the cheer squad not be invaded by rag tagged snot nosed brats I just said “Ok, I totally understand your position” and hung up. I just thought I was fuming before now I was livid. The anger flowing through me felt great! I had a justifiable target for all the pent up aggression, frustration and anger I’ve been dealing with my Viking being gone, the FWB debacle and the lack of support I’d been feeling. Like a laser beam, I was focused and energized. I knew I was right and I was not backing down. This bitch picked the wrong woman to fuck with this time. I knew that she thought I was an outsider only there because I was military. She had no clue of my local connections and family. I didn’t want to play that card yet. I wanted to enjoy watching her braid the rope she was going to hang herself with. I knew exactly what I needed to do. There was no way in hell I was backing down now. We all paid about $120 or more to have our girls cheer which is an incredible bargain for any cheer program but still a sizable chunk of change in a city where there are so many who qualify for free lunch that the entire school has free lunch. After the tornado destroyed the school last year Wal-Mart and other merchants donated book bags and all the needed school<b> supplies </font></b>for the entire school. This is a very poor county. Parents who pay the money to have a in a pay to participate activity would be livid to learn that other people had their cheering for free because they were friends with a coach. I looked up the Po-dunk recreation department’s website and wrote the director a very nice detailed email about the incident including my text and the phone conversation. I forwarded that email of the details to every city council member, the city manager and the mayor with a very well written request to have our city better represented by its’ volunteers who work with our . I fully expected further problems but when the school day Friday and the parade went off without incident I was hopeful we might be able to deal with the issue as adults. Wrong answer, Lil Bit came home Monday crying and upset because her entire recess had been one after another picking on her, calling her a bitch, telling her to keep her fucking mouth shut or it would be shut for her and her being poked and pushed by a total of 6 different all referencing the cheer issue. Several she didn’t even know but they knew about my request to keep npp’s off the field. I was getting worried that I had not heard back from the recreation department or the city. I decided if I didn’t hear anything by Tuesday when I went to vote I would call and go in to deal with the problem myself. In the meantime I started rallying the family to help by local “who knows who” pressure. My sister didn’t know much about her but was happy to come sit with me at the last game to support Lil Bit and be a witness if anything happened. Monday night I again texted the coach to let her know that our private adult conversation had turned into my being bullied about it at school, that is almost verbatim what the text said. When the phone rang a few minutes later I deliberately let it go to voicemail so that whatever she had to say would be recorded. She again went on a rampage claiming that she knew all about the supposed bullying and had talked to her as well as another cheerleader. They both had the same story that Lil Bit started all the bullying not the other way around. She threw out her threat of meeting me in the principal’s office with the other cheerleaders’ parent and they could question the 3 girls to determine who was lying. She accused me of being the one to share the privileged adult conversation. Then admitted that it might have been possible for her and other to have overheard her phone call to me Thursday night since they were still decorating the float and that she had conversations with the parents of the npp’s that night, also in ear shot of the . Of course now her tune was that she asked the parents to keep the npp’s off the field a total 180 from the “Fuck you I’ll coach the way I want to”. I waited until this morning to respond and then send a text back saying that I say no need for us 3 parents to see the principal since it wasn’t either of those girls who got physical with Lil Bit and the school would deal with the bullying issue all on its own. I had never accused any specific of doing anything. The point of my text was that as an adult she chose not to keep our conversation between the adults despite my request to do so and city policy to do so. I also told her that any communication between us would be recorded. Today after voting and a couple of phone calls to city hall I got the assistant director of the recreation department who was very helpful. She and the director had received my email Monday and responded that afternoon confirming what I thought that the city did indeed have a firm policy of non-paying participates not being allowed on the field during play. I still haven’t received any email. Lost in cyber space I’m sure. She had already spoken to the coach about city policy being properly enforced but was unaware that the issue had escalated to include bullying at school and the coach admitting that she aired the issue in front of not only other parents but . She assured me they would have another discussion with the coach and that she would personally be at the last game to be sure things did not get out of hand. She also said that if things continued to escalate the city would refuse to allow her to coach in the future. We had a nice long conversation about how the whole thing was handled extremely badly. I posted Lil Bit’s cheer picture on FB and asked all of our friends and family to please come out to show their support for her at her last game. She will have her own little cheering section for her final game. My sister and nieces are coming. My favorite cousin called to tell me he had a deer at the deer cooler I could have if I wanted it to make the Viking & crew jerky. I relayed the whole thing in short form to him after asking him to come to the game. When he asked who the coach was he was not happy to hear it was someone he knows rather well. He told me he’d be happy to put a bug in several people’s ears on my behalf. I was glad not to have to ask him to start the small town “who knows who” wheels of justice spinning. Vindication is mine sayeth the Queen of Pygmy Fuckbeasts! I felt so damn good after I talked to the recreation department. I still expected Lil Bit to get some shit from other for a few days until the recreation director caught up to the coach. Imagine my surprise when Lil Bit came home to report that one of the cheerleaders had written her an apology and the other had asked if they could be friends again. It was nice to see the small town machine moving quickly on my behalf for a change. I knew I was in the right but so many times these are uphill battles against who knows who or is related to whom. For once being articulate, reasonable and right was all I needed to do. I was very proud of how Lil Bit handled herself throughout the bullying incidents and making up with the girls today. We will see how the last of the season plays out and if there is any fall out afterwards. I know I will be at the top of the coach’s shit list for a long time and that is just fine with me. I hope she got her over inflated cheer ego knocked down a notch or two so that parents next year won’t have to deal with this. I suspect she will gladly hurt me anyway she can but there isn’t anything for her to use against me and she now knows if I push this she will not be able to coach. Obviously for whatever reason she is highly invested in being a coach and as I told the rec director it’s great to teach the girls values but if she can live them then all the effort she puts in is worthless. I had to take Lil Bit out of school tomorrow to go deal with moving paperwork so we are going to celebrate standing up to bullies of all ages by having a girl’s day out and going to the movies. On the FWB front I told him I couldn’t see him this weekend because I have my period. That is indeed the case but the unspoken truth is that I am fairly sure I am done with other men. This Friday is Mr. Mudd’s b-day and that rejection still stings royally. I’ve had to fight with myself not to send him a card because I hate not knowing why. I like all my loose ends tied or burned not hanging frayed. In any case I just don’t see that the emotional risks of the fabled FWB are worth the orgasms. Like my emotions in a confrontation, I can turn off my sexual needs. This doesn’t make me a very pleasant person to be around at times but I’d rather be bitchy because I’m sexually frustrated than depressed and feeling like a used condom when these men discard me like rotten left overs for a new T-bone. Apparently it is only the threat of my Viking standing over my shoulder saying “If you hurt her I fuck you up” that has kept previous FWB’s in line. Sad state of affairs for the men in this area and me but I’m not willing to risk being hurt again. The thought of fucking someone else turns my stomach right now. I can’t even watch my own porn. I finally feel like I’m finding my feet under me as I’m free falling without my Viking and I’m loath to risk the new found stability by trying to re-establish a FWB. If the recent past attempts are any indication, all of them have ended disastrously for me. With the holidays fast approaching there will be precious little time to sexually socialize anyway. I am my Viking’s woman, his mate, his equal and as he has been telling me all along I deserve to be treated better. This righteous raging QPF (Queen of Pygmy Fuckbeasts) just needs to find a righteous cause to stand up and fight for on a regular basis then I won’t have time to worry about not getting laid…lol…Happy HNW sexy pervs! I’m so very happy that it appears all of our ball-less blog buddies have the bloggy voices back. I thank you all for listening and always being here for me. It is good to have my very own royal therapy couch and still get to see my therapist as well. My pussy is finally not purple anymore and I was able to shave it again. I hate hair even my own! I am holding at 136 lbs. I did get my original Zumba music mix so I’ve started doing that at home again. I’m hoping to be down to 120 lbs. when my Viking gets home. Unless he gets to come home early and then I don’t give a fuck what I weigh. My Viking is looking like a carved marble statue and cutting body fat down to around 15 which is unreal to me. He looks amazing but I can’t see how he is going to maintain that when he’s home. Eat, fuck, sleep, fuck, shower, fuck, sleep shuffle and repeat will be our life for a while and I can NOT wait! Happy Half Nekkid Wednesday to all with royal love from QPF!  Kisses, LA    |
||||
|
Very nice boobs. Kisses
| |||
|
AAwww yeeeaahh!!!! That's awesome the vengeance is yours  Gawd WTF is wrong with people guarding their little cunt kingdoms like that  Sorry to hear about the bad feelings about sex and FWBs! At least you channeled it. Oh and BTW if you're talking about ingrowns and rashiness on your pussy? Get Tend Skin. It is shocking how well it works. Bestest to QPFB, TMO All are welcome to an audience with The Magnificent One oldirtybacchus
| |||
|
Having been a coach in the past all I can say is WOW. I was used to siblings being at practices, I even let the older ones participate in brake games from time to time (always with the parents ok before they played), heck some of them would even do calisthenics sometimes (every now and then we would play a game of tag or dodge ball for the younger kids to keep them focused). But I would have never let them participate at a tournament or even in the main part of a practice. Given I was a wrestling coach and not a cheerleading coach. But with cheerleading especially if they are doing stunts. Not only are the npp in danger of getting hurt, but the regular participants are as well.
|
Become a member to create a blog
