I know I am fat and rarely in high school did I catch any attention from boys, and none from the boys that I wanted attention from. Being a fat girl s...re doesn’t help when you are attracted to the muscular athletic guys or skinny ripped guys that seem to be chiseled out of stone. Those guys only go for the hot sluts or sweet little princesses; I would kill for the attention they got in school. Especially Amanda Riley. Amanda was a cheerleader who was dating the varsity basketball captain while. She squirmed, her young body totally impaled on Lobo's giant cock.Martha stroked the frenzied horse's flank as Wendy's squeals of delight echoed in her cars. "Give it to her, Lobo. Make her a woman."On her haunches, Amy watched as Wendy twisted on the bench. She saw fuck juice ooze from Wendy's cunt, saw the thickness of Lobo's cock as he stretched her pussy."Ooooo, I love watchin'!" Amy gasped. "Fuck her, Lobo. Fuck her!"Lobo lunged forward, the thickness of his huge prick stretching Wendy's. But he never noticed me until I was in the program, you know? So when I'm wearing clothes again, he might change his mind." If so, maybe he's a jerk and you're better off without him," Nadia suggested."Who says you have to start wearing clothes after you go off The Program?" Crystal asked."Well, nobody, I guess. My Mom asked me the same question. I just thought... OK, thanks." Hello, my name is Quinton Riley," began the next speaker."Hi, Quinton," everyone replied."My problem is that I can't. Heather and I walked down the beach to the surf club. The kids seemed to run into us and just wanted to hold our hands. We realised the guides were making them touch us for the transfer of the truth. Heather and I relaxed allowing the children to touch our hands and fingers. We continued to walk towards the club for a drink.Inside the club we got our coffee and some morning tea. The two waitress seemed to want to be close to us. I shook their hands and thanked them for a lovely meal. Heather.