"Joanna reached over and hugged her tightly, leaving Angela a little breathless once more."Thank you," Joanna repeated time after time.Angela tried to...extricate herself but Joanna seemed reluctant to release her."I need to go," Angela gasped."Yes sorry. I got carried away."Angela stood up. "I'll see you tomorrow before the press conference. We'll pick out your outfit and go over the script." Can't George read it?" He'll say a few words but the main appeal always sounds better coming from the. They sat on the bed at the rear and one of the guys saw a stack of photos on the counter and asked if he could take a look at them, I said sure, they were photos of her nude or in lingerie, in all sorts of places and positions, indoors and outdoors, at home, in the car and on the beach. Some were of her on all fours with a guy fucking her pussy while she sucked another guys cock, this one of my favorite views, lots of pix of her sucking my cock with somebody just visible fucking her from. Uh... how do you feel?" Fine. He was like, 'Ella, you're hot and all, but I've got the hots for someone else.' Don't you hate that?" Yeah." I nodded. "What a loser." Yeah, I know. Are all guys like that?" Most of them are."Ella looked at me strangely and then laughed. She told me to get up and follow her to her bedroom. While I followed her down the corridor, Lily walked by. Her hair was damp from the shower. She smiled at me and asked me where I was going. After I told her I was going to. I knew the skinheads were interested in Sharon, but I reasoned that they were only young teen boys. Would they actually do anything about it or would it be all talk? God help me, I went for a walk as Sharon slept in the sun. I went past the guy's caravan and stopped for a chat. I said, "I see you were looking at my wife." One of them jumped up and shouted, "So what, do you want to make something of it?" I said. "Don’t be silly, she was very flattered that you were showing an interest in.