I decided to either fulfill the demands of my imagination, or find some other target for my private lusts. In the back of a theater showing of "The Hu...ger", my inhibitions lowered by the smoke she and I had shared, I confessed my secret. I leaned in close, and whispered, "I want you."She turned and looked at me, surprised at my boldness. She took my hand and pulled me from the theater, to the privacy of the fire escape. She asked if I was playing a game. She asked if I was serious. I looked. I then smirked, went to the washing basket and and asked Harry to squeeze his fat arse into my small and tight shiny blue Lycra shorts. He beamed dopily. Because his arse was a little plump, it was such a tight squeeze, but when the Lycra hugged his bum, it made him look so curvy. Harry grinned as he smoothed his hand over his arse and patted it. He minced around for me as I watched his arse sway from side to side. I slowly removed my sweater and jodhpurs, revealing my black Lycra leotard under. ‘Of course, I can’t really discuss too much, due to doctor-patient confidentiality rules, but I can tell you some things,’ she said. ‘And the first thing I can tell you is that she was scared to death, absolutely terrified that you now hate her.’ ‘Hate her? Doc, I lov-LIKE her. Like her a lot.’ Oh crap, did I nearly tell my psychologist that I thought I was in love with someone I had barely known for just over a month, and had actually only seen three times? She would probably think I was the. He remembers his father told me to play nice with her, since she was the boss's youngest daughter, Summer.She was gorgeous and had the same shape of a body as her mother just younger, taller and dirty blonde. She was in the same grade, we did not have any common classes except homeroom. She was stuck up, snobby girl that instantly became every male's secret fantasy.She made Rachel her flunky, a girl that you had a huge crush for over three years. She was few inches shorter than Summer and had.