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It's About Shelby Gore

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Marcy at Home

How this Girl Fought Organized Crime @ age 12!

You've Never Met Anyone like Shelby

Shelby Gore was only 12-years-old when she first tried out for the High School Track Team. The coach talked her into it since they were already Good Friends. Shelby clear back then was a go-getter, having dated all the boys on the team. She was captain of the junior varsity cheerleaders. All the High School cheerleaders wanted to be able to keep coming to Shelby’s every Friday night parties.

Parents complained, so the coach couldn’t put her on the team, though he and the girl stayed Good Friends. 8th grade, age 14, she made the team whether parents liked it or not. This school needed a winner, she could out-run and out-jump everyone else on the team.

A teenager who could take first place at every meet, even do a 4-minute mile. She showed the coach she could do a 3.5-minute mile when she was 12, then go swim 4 laps in the half-mile long pool. This all happened at The Hill when the coach was playing golf with Ted Sanders. Shelby wasn’t even breathing hard when done.

Back to the story of what happened the summer of 1984. Shelby trained hard with her assigned personal trainer. On Thursday night she left early with her Mom, to get a good night’s sleep, and be ready for tomorrow morning. Up early, did a short workout in the basement gym, she cooked breakfast before her Dad got home.

Out the front door with her skate board, threw it down on the sidewalk, and she was off. Waved to the Security Detail, which fell in behind the twelve-year-old girl, heading for the town square. Reaching the park, she jumped the curb, flipped her board up and carried it to an empty bench. Soon she saw the old guys heading down east toward the Post Office to get their checks. About fifteen minutes passed before she saw them enter the bank to cash their checks. As Shelby waited, they came out of the bank and headed her way, not knowing what she was planning to do.

As the old men reached where their young friend waited. Old Bob was the first one to start the conversation: “Shelby, honey it’s not safe for you to be here. We have business with some bad people. You need to run on home, we do not want to see you getting hurt.”

Heading downtown
Heading for downtown

To which the not quite teenage girl, stood to her feet, stretched and answered: “After today, they will not be bothering you. I’m here to kick their asses, when the fun starts, just get out of my way. I do not want any of you getting hurt.”

“Ted over at the bank will be filming the whole episode.” the young girl explained, as two cars from Mtn. High were coming through the traffic light. Shelby didn’t have long to wait.

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Ready to Kick some Ass

Twelve hoodlums got out of the cars and headed toward the old men. One of the bad guys spoke first: “Hey, who ever’s granddaughter she is, she’s cute. We’ll take her with us and have a party in her honor. When she gets too tired to do us anymore, we’ll just slice her throat and throw her remains in a trash dumpster. That way there’s no funeral to pay for, since you guys have no money left.”

That guy reached out to squeeze one of my cuties, I grabbed his wrist with one hand and came up under his elbow with the other hand hard. The old guys could easily hear his arm break, as I slung his body into the next two of his friends. Their heads collided, with two skulls breaking open.

Jumping over these three, I hit the fourth in the face with my foot, smashing it clear back to his ears. My other foot caught him in the stomach at the bottom of his ribcage, sending him back into number five and six. Landing on this pile of three men, I stomped their chests to their backbones. Seven and eight had their guns out trying to line up a shot at this female demon. Their guns went off as I did a flying split and shot nine and ten. Wasting no time, I grabbed their gun hands and brought these two together hard and stomped their heads.

Wait a minute, where are the last two? They had run off leaving their dead or dying friends, each grabbing one of the two cars. Tires squealed as they backed away from the square, ran into each-other, doing major damage to both cars, and took off north tires squalling, and engines leaking oil on the pavement.

“Shelby! Shelby come with me to the Suburban, we’ll take you home so your mother can help you get cleaned up.” it was the woman who had been my personal trainer for the last little over a week. “Then you can go up to The Hill and take Melon down to the lake.”

A tarp was thrown over one seat for me to sit on and not damage the leather upholstery. They took me straight home, Momma was waiting beside our house in the driveway with a garden hose and a large soft bristled brush. She sprayed me down and then using the brush and hose cleaned the crap off my young body.

When I climbed out of the GMC, one of the guards handed me a small package wrapped in brown paper and tied with twine string.

Making it to the basement, I tossed the package on my desk in our home office, before heading to the shower. My Momma helped me get all the blood, sweat, brain-matter, and crap washed out of my hair and off my young body. A change of clean clothes and I was feeling better.

As I was passing my desk, the package caught my eye, so I stopped and opened it. Untied the string, removed the brown paper, it was a small black walnut jewelry box. A note was stuck to the top: “Share with Marcella“. There was something inside of high quality, because the lid was engraved: Designs by Rochelle.

When Momma and I made it to The Hill, the Sanders wives caught us before I got dropped at the stable. Seems the two guys who tried to escape, ran into a Sheriff’s road-block north by the 4-lane. They stopped, got out with guns in hand, looked like Bonnie and Clyde when the bullets stopped flying.

the package
the package
Nipple bars & Shields
Nipple bars & Shields

You would like to know what was in the package, when Shelby opened the lid, there were two pair of diamond nipple bars and shields. So both blondes made the necessary changes to their appearance. The teenager had to run up the street to see her best friend Susie Wilson, maybe she would like to go ride their horses.

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