Fat

“Yes.”

“I’ve met her. She’s a charming woman,” his mother said.

Elsa simply smiled.

“We’re going to go and work on that paper.”

“What is it about?” his father asked.

“The plague.”

“World War Two.”

They both answered something different.

“I see,” his father said.

“Leave them. They clearly know what they’re doing,” his mother said.

“Let’s go.” Noah took the lead once again but his father called his name. “What, Dad?”

“Bag it, will you.”

Elsa’s cheeks went a bright red, and Noah released a groan.

“So fucking embarrassing. They’re not like that around anyone else.”

“What were they like around Jessica?” Elsa asked.

He grunted. “They hated her, and gave her such a hard time. My parents are very intelligent, so when they don’t like someone, or want to see how good they are, they ask stupid questions, or at least, intelligent ones. Jessica failed.”

“Well, she’s only known for her athletic ability.” And for her ability to suck and fuck. Elsa was a virgin, but she knew a great deal of rumors, and had heard a lot of people talk. She was a virgin that knew what everything was called, and knew what to do. It was simply down to the physical, which she hadn’t done.

“Come on, Jessica is known for a lot more, and I bet it’s all true.”

“You broke up with her for cheating on you. Did it make you sad?”

“You’d think it would, but it didn’t. I was pissed more than anything else. I knew it was going to be a big deal at school, do the rounds of Jessica cheating on me. There was even some kind of bet on if I was going to put the guy in the hospital.”

“Didn’t you like her?” Elsa asked, switching her bag onto another shoulder.

“Not really. She talked a whole lot, and she did a lot of screaming. To be honest, I was only interested in the sex. I didn’t have to work hard to get any.”

She wrinkled her nose.

“Shit, sorry, I forgot you don’t like sex.”

Holding up her hand, she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve never done it. It’s completely different from actually not liking it. I don’t yet know if I like it.”

“Oh.”

“This is getting a little uncomfortable.”

“Thankfully for us, we are at my room.” He opened the door, and she stepped inside. Noah took her bag from her and threw it onto his bed.

“Just so you know I told my parents that we were working on an English paper.”

“We have English together.”

“Cool, that works then. We can make something up.” She looked around the room, noticing the different exercise equipment again. Nothing had changed since her visit here last. “So, pictures. How do you want to work this?”

“I’ve got some workout gear that I bought for you. I want you to try it on, and then we can take pictures. It has to be similar to what we see in magazines. A before and after shot.”

“Okey-dokey.” He handed her some clothes, and she glanced around the room. “Where do you want me?”

“I’ve got a bathroom.”

She followed behind him, liking the look of his butt.

Get over yourself.

Nothing is going to happen here, nothing will ever happen here.

He opened the door, and she stepped into a small en-suite bathroom.

Elsa closed the door, and stripped down to her underwear. Grabbing the workout gear, she tugged on the running shorts, followed by the sports bra. Next, she put on the sneakers, and stared in the mirror.

She groaned.

Everything was there, it was visible.

He saw you last week.

Not only had he seen her, he’d also done some touching as well.

Dropping her head into her hands, she shook herself, trying to bring some focus to her life.

“This sucks.”

“Is everything okay in there?”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” she said, calling out louder for him to here. “I’m just wishing I didn’t eat lots of ice-cream and pies.” The last bit she said quietly.

Opening the door partially, she stared out at him. “I’m not sure about this.”

“Why?”

“I look horrible.”

“Have some trust. I’ve proven myself, and look.” He handed her a piece of paper. “It’s all above board. I’m not lying to you.”

She took the college advisor’s letter, and read through it. Based on what Noah had discussed, there were several key points that he could improve on. One of them was creating this assignment, providing he could get someone to agree.

“Okay, I get it.”

“I won’t laugh, I won’t mock. Trust me, Elsa. I won’t let you down.”

She was seeing that.

****

Noah had to put on a long shirt to hide the length of his cock pressing against his damn pants. What was it about Elsa? He was asking that of himself a lot lately, and she was driving him crazy, completely and totally crazy. He didn’t understand this hold she had over him.

Well, it wasn’t a hold.

She turned him on.

He liked spending time with her, and yesterday, he’d hated separating from her. The brief interaction with his parents, he knew they liked her, which was a big step. His mother had voiced her dislike of Jessica so many times. In the end, he’d been blunt with his father, and asked him for help.