"Really, you're that big already. You're soon going to beat your mum in that department," he replied looking pleased.I don't know why but when he said...that I felt happy."You know you're going to be much more beautiful than your mum and guys are going to love you for ever."I didn't say anything but wanted to hear more.He slowly put his lips on my lips and kissed me and although we had kissed many times before this was the first time he had used his tongue and I loved his taste. He held me. ”Everything he said was true.Which was why I hid my face in the pillow to conceal my smile as I felt him unfastening my plastic panties and folding them down.I could tell he was barely awake as he crawled up further unto the bed and positioned himself behind me, promptly collapsing onto me and pinning my body down into the pastel colored satin sheets that covered my bed.“Open up, faggot.” Was all he said as I felt one hand pull my head back, exposing my face, and his other guiding a large panel. ‘What was it like with his hands on your bum?’ asked Claire. ‘Did you get turned on?’ ‘No but I think I would have done if I had been in the mood. Dave was really good, he didn’t try and touch me anywhere he shouldn’t have. I was a bit gobsmacked at all the questions he asked though. I think he knows more about me than my mum does now! I felt really relaxed afterwards. Instead of studying, I went to sleep for a couple of hours first but got more done in the two hours after I woke up than I. The performances proceeded without incident except for one evening. While on stage I happened to look out into the audience (normally a no-no) and saw an ex-girlfriend in the 3rd row. The last thing I wanted was a face to face with her as she was a troublemaker.During intermission I hid backstage and took my smoke and coffee break on the fire escape. I explained my problem to the other cast members that questioned my absence downstairs in the break room and they understood.After curtain call I.