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[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Priyanka Chopra sighed. There was no doubt about it: she had begun to feel really horny. This was not an entirely new[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]experience for her, but it had become a lot more noticeable since she separated from her boyfriend. Her new lover was okay,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]but he did not satisfy her the way her boyfriend had.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Of course, what she was doing might be calculated to make anyone horny. Hardly ever before had she shown off so much of her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]body for photographs in a magazine. But she had agreed to it this time, partly because the magazine was paying her quite a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]compliment, partly in a spirit of defying the years. The well-known revealing shots of her, posed for or taken clandestinely,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]were a long time ago.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]So here she was, kneeling on her bed in nothing but a pair of cutoff jeans. For these last shots the photographer, a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]youngish, quite cute man, had persuaded her to lose the bottom of the bikini she had worn in other shots, whose strings[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]showed distractingly in the poses he wanted her to take. The knowledge that all she had to do was unfasten and drop the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]cutoffs to be totally naked was a powerful turn-on. And they were so loose at the top that a hand could go down inside them[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]easily, which made her feel even more excited. To know that her hand – or someone else's – could reach down there and …[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Whoah! She felt her nipples, always sensitive, stiffen at the thought.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Now it was impossible to get her mind off thoughts of sex. What was she to do? She was almost sure the photographer had a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]crush on her; he was completely professional, but there was something in his voice. But if she came on to him, she would only[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]scare him, in all probability. She sighed again.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Something bothering you?" said the photographer sympathetically. "Thinking about … the separation?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She shook her head and tried to think of something plausible. "Not really. I was just thinking, how the years pass."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No one would know it, to look at you," he said with conviction. "You look just as great as you did ten years ago."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"That's so sweet," she said, with a grateful sideways look at him, "but is it really true?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]His lips twitched. "They still look pretty damn good."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She chuckled, recognising the reference, and looked down at her breasts. The shots he had set up would make sure they were[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]only part-visible in the photos, but in the course of it he had naturally got a complete view. "Thanks."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Yes, they do look good, she said to herself; that's why she was happy to show them. But it would be so great to have someone[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]recognise the fact, not just with words and looks, but with his hands.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Okay, we're done," he said.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She got off the bed, and had an inspiration. She stood with her back to him.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"How about the back view? How's that holding up?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Great!" he said very emphatically. "I always thought you had a very fine ass, if you don't mind my saying so."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I don't mind at all," she said cheerfully. "But can you really see from over there? Come closer."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He did so. "It … hasn't changed at all," he said, his voice a little higher.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"But how can you judge, when I'm wearing these?" she said. She undid the cutoffs and let them fall. "What d'you say now?" Her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]breath was coming just a little fast, and she could feel herself getting wet, while her nipples had stiffened so much they[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]almost hurt.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He gasped, and when he spoke again, after a pause, his voice was definitely trembling.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"You're beautiful," he stammered. "Absolutely beautiful."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She decided to go for broke. "Of course, seeing is one thing," she said casually, "but feeling is quite another. Would you[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]like to feel my butt?" By now, her heart was in her mouth with excitement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]There was another pause, and she found herself holding her breath. Then he gulped audibly, and said, "More than anything in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]the world."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She heard him step forward. Then two slightly shaking hands – nice and warm, to her pleasure – cupped her butt, ran lightly[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]over it, then clasped her cheeks more firmly.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She produced a long sighing moan. "Oh, that feels so good." She moved back towards him, hoping he would have the nerve to go[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]further.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer could not believe his luck. His hands were on the naked ass of the woman he had always thought one of the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]most desirable in Bollywood. As he gently squeezed and fondled her ass cheeks, he wondered whether he dared go further. Would[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]she get mad? But she seemed to be encouraging him. Now she was moving her ass against his hand slightly and making little[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]noises that excited him.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He took a breath to nerve himself and ran his hands slowly round to her sides and then up, greatly enjoying the softness of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her skin over her firm, taut body. As he neared her breasts he slowed, again uncertain whether he dared go further.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She turned her head and looked at him in frank invitation. "Go on," she whispered a little breathlessly, leaning back more.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He brought his hands round and closed them decisively on her delightful breasts, which seemed to fit his grasp perfectly. Her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]nipples were bullet hard. She groaned with pleasure and seemed to push against his hands as he gently squeezed and caressed,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]while shifting his position a little to accommodate a now totally stiff erection inside his pants.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Suddenly she reached behind her and a hand found and felt his straining cock. With a delicious giggle she turned her head,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]showing that laughing glance he hoped he had captured in his shots. Deftly she undid and pushed down his pants, then stroked[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his erection lightly through his boxers. He almost came on the spot and gasped sharply as he desperately tried to exert[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]control over himself; involuntarily his hands tightened on her breasts, gripping them hard.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Sorry," he said, loosening his grip again, "but …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No problem," she said, "I liked it."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Her hand delved into his boxers and she dug her nails into the base of his cock, so hard it hurt. But it lessened the need to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]come. Then, keeping her back to him but gripping the top of his boxers with both hands, she firmly rolled them down till they[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]could drop of their own accord. This made her bend forward, and her ass came into contact with his groin. She giggled again[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and, moving out of his grasp, went to her knees, but looked back at him. "Here," she said, running a finger down her butt[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]crack. "Try it here."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Feeling an almost manic elation, he knelt behind her. He realised that she was not going to take a risk by having unprotected[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]sex, but he was not complaining. To fuck that delectable ass, even from the outside, was more than he could ever have dreamed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]of. Eagerly he moved forward and pressed his cock into her cleft. He took hold of her hips and shifted to get well[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]positioned, then began to push to and fro slowly, loving the feel of her firm cheeks around his cock.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"That's my boy," she said in a very approving tone, pushing back at him. "That feels good."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Finding his rhythm, he began to thrust harder, and his hands came forward to grip her breasts and play with them again. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]grunted, sounding pleased.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The interviewer paced up and down in the living room, wondering what could be taking them so long. He and the photographer[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]were due to set out for LA soon. Suddenly he realised that the need to draw their attention to this gave him the perfect[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]excuse to enter the bedroom and perhaps – a man could dream – get to see more of Priyanka Chopra he had always admired than[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]had ever been seen in a movie or TV show or magazine, before now. He let himself in quietly, and froze at what he saw. There[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]was the star, completely naked, on hands and knees on the carpet, being vigorously screwed by the photographer, or so it[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]looked.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"What – ?" he began in amazement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer stopped his movement abruptly, looking scared, but Priyanka did not appear to be flustered. She simply[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]grinned, put her finger to her lips, and beckoned.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Stiffly, almost robotically the interviewer moved forward. Giving him the same mischievous smile she had given the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer, Priyanka went back on her haunches when he was close enough, then unfastened his pants and pulled them down,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]taking his boxers along with them. A nearly erect cock sprang out.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Priyanka turned to the panting photographer, who seemed frozen in position, and said calmly, "Condoms are in the nightstand[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]drawer." Then she turned back to the interviewer's cock, took hold of it gently, and licked its head. The interviewer groaned[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and shuddered, then began throwing off his coat and shirt, while Priyanka took his cockhead into her mouth and began to lick[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and suck on it.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Cock still erect, the photographer ran to the nightstand and found a box of condoms. With trembling haste he opened it,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]extracted one and tore open the packet, then began to put it on, trying to be careful despite his desperate eagerness.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Meanwhile the interviewer, now wholly naked apart from what was on or heaped around his feet, continued to groan as Priyanka[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]worked on him. He now had his hand on her head and was moving it, but only a bit, evidently trying to restrain himself from[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]mashing it into his groin. Priyanka was producing continual noises of pleasure; she was stroking the interviewer's shaft and[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]fondling his balls with her hands.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Once he was ready, the photographer threw off his shirt to be fully naked, and approached Priyanka again, to take hold of her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]hips decisively. She turned with a glint in her eye.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Ready when you are," she said, spread her legs wider, and bent forward somewhat, pushing the interviewer back a little.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Still unable to believe his luck, the photographer felt for her pussy as he moved closer. His cock stiffened further when he[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]felt her wet, swollen lips. Urgently he pushed forward to enter her. With what sounded like a groan of need, she pushed back[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]at him. She was tight, but not too tight: a little more pressure and he was in. He gasped with mixed desire and relief, and[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]began a vigorous action, still gripping her hips.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Yes, oh YES!" cried Priyanka, driving back at him while still giving the interviewer's cock her full attention. Just then[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]she was licking all round the head, as if it was an icecream cone.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer felt as if his head would burst with excitement. Here he was, actually fucking the woman he had idolised[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]since he was fourteen. Unfortunately, in his ecstatic state he ignored the signs that he was approaching a point of no[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]return, and only realised at the last moment that he was about to come.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Oh no!" he gasped in dismay and stopped all movement, trying to hold back. But Priyanka was still moving on him, and it was[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]too late. With a groan of frustration he let go, and began to thrust violently at her, determined to get as much out of it as[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]he could.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Mmm!" went Priyanka approvingly, grinding against him. When he began to slow down, gasping, she removed her mouth from the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]interviewer's cock and looked up at him with a wicked expression. Divining her meaning, he quickly freed himself from all[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]encumbrances round his feet and went for the condom box.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I, I'm sorry," the photographer gasped. "I, I …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Don't worry about it, honey," said Priyanka, turning to pat his cheek. "It was good to feel you in there, and it's kind of a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]compliment that you wanted me so much."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The interviewer returned, cock proudly aloft.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Lie down," said the star. "I want to ride you."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Obediently the interviewer lay down. Looking pleased, Priyanka moved away from the photographer and onto the interviewer, to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]place his cock at her entrance and bear down. He gasped as she skilfully fitted herself on him. With smiling eyes but intent[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]expression, she moved her body around until she found what she evidently thought was the perfect fit, and began to ride him[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]vigorously.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer watched them disconsolately. I was just so excited, he said to himself. If I got to do it a second time … He[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]looked back enviously at the couple; the interviewer seemed to have himself well in hand, not giving any signs of imminent[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]ejaculation, while Priyanka was beginning to sound very excited. An image flashed into his brain unbidden, inspired no doubt[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]by porn movies watched in the past: he saw Priyanka impaling herself on both their cocks simultaneously. The thought was[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]extremely stimulating; to his delight, his cock began to lengthen again. Keeping lustful thoughts firmly at the forefront of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his mind, he approached the now rather noisily active couple, pausing only to pick up a fresh condom.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Priyanka was very pleased with the interviewer. She was having an excellent ride on him, and could tell that it would end in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]a fine orgasm if he could hold on, which he gave every sign of being able to do. But she was startled out of her mood of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]ecstatically concentrated movement on his cock by a hand on her shoulder. She stopped and turned to see the pleading eyes,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and erect cock, of the photographer. It did not take much brains to guess what he was asking for. She gave a wild laugh.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Never done it before," she cried, "but … all right!" She lifted her ass and spread her legs very wide, coming off the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]interviewer.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer had never been in this position either, but he kneeled, took hold of her hips and lowered her onto him. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]pushed down slowly, and he removed one hand to hold his cock in place.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Aaagh!" she groaned. "Kind of … tight …" But she persevered, and he tried to push upwards. Suddenly the interviewer got to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his knees, put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"AAAGGGHH!!" screamed Priyanka, but it was done: the photographer was inside. Slowly she wormed her body down the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer's cock, while he pushed up and supported her. Then she looked at the interviewer, waiting patiently.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Okay," she gasped. He moved forward and entered her pussy again without much difficulty. She gasped, grinned, then chuckled.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Never done this before," she repeated, and began somewhat tentatively to move up and down on the two cocks inside her.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Ooooohh!" she gasped on an out breath. "This feels … amazing …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She began to move more confidently. The photographer put his hands round her and played with her breasts; the interviewer[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]felt down for her mound. She gave a little shriek when he found it and ran his fingers down, to begin rubbing her clit. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]picked up speed further; soon she was driving up and down furiously, with little moans at every down thrust, her eyes wild,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her hair flying. The photographer was squeezing her nipples; the interviewer was pressing hard on her clit.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Uh, uh, uh … I can't hold it any longer," he suddenly gasped.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Then GO!" Priynaka screamed.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]With a roar the interviewer thrust up and his seed shot out. Priyanka screamed again and began to bounce up and down wildly.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]An ecstatic expression on her face, she started to wail as orgasmic pleasure flowed through her body. The photographer had[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]been thinking that it might take him a while to come this time, but the combination of feeling his colleague's cock jerking[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]on the other side of the thin membrane separating them, the star's muscular spasms, and their abandoned noises brought him to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]it. His voice mingling with theirs, he unloaded again. This time his orgasm ended quickly, and he withdrew before the other[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]two had finished moving on each other.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"AAAHH … aaaahhh … aaaaaaaahhhhh," gasped Priyanka in a prolonged sigh of satisfaction as she finally relaxed. Body shaking a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]little, she got off the interviewer, to spread herself out on the carpet face up, still panting. The interviewer collapsed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]onto his back too, while the photographer sat, gazing at the star's flushed face and lovely body as if he could never get[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]enough of the sight.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Slowly their breathing returned to normal. Finally Priyanka sat up. "Thanks, guys," she said sincerely. "I really needed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]something like that." She beamed at them. "You did very well."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"So did you," said the interviewer. It seemed a quite serious comment.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She turned to him. "This was my first time with two, if you'll believe it. I, uh, hope you won't be saying anything … or[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]hinting …" Suddenly she seemed vulnerable, almost afraid.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Of course not," he said gently. He smiled at her. "We owe you our total discretion, don't we?" He looked severely at the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer nodded solemnly. "I swear to never breathe a word," he said. "It will be a deeply cherished memory."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Yes," said the interviewer, "something to tell my grandchildren on my death bed. Not before."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The star smiled at them. "You seem like good guys," she said, "so I'll trust you. Now, maybe you'd like to clean up a little[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]in the bathroom? I can wait." She turned and went to get a robe, not hurrying but seeming quite confident and unconcerned in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her nakedness.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Later, driving back to LA, the photographer said to the interviewer, "You did mean all that, didn't you? I mean … you have[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]said some things, in your accounts of people you were interviewing."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I meant every word," said the interviewer firmly. "Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, and, well … she's a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]doll, isn't she? It would be mean to let even a hint out, especially now, when she's going through a tough time."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"An absolute doll," the photographer said in emphatic agreement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No one would believe me, anyway," said the interviewer.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]experience for her, but it had become a lot more noticeable since she separated from her boyfriend. Her new lover was okay,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]but he did not satisfy her the way her boyfriend had.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Of course, what she was doing might be calculated to make anyone horny. Hardly ever before had she shown off so much of her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]body for photographs in a magazine. But she had agreed to it this time, partly because the magazine was paying her quite a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]compliment, partly in a spirit of defying the years. The well-known revealing shots of her, posed for or taken clandestinely,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]were a long time ago.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]So here she was, kneeling on her bed in nothing but a pair of cutoff jeans. For these last shots the photographer, a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]youngish, quite cute man, had persuaded her to lose the bottom of the bikini she had worn in other shots, whose strings[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]showed distractingly in the poses he wanted her to take. The knowledge that all she had to do was unfasten and drop the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]cutoffs to be totally naked was a powerful turn-on. And they were so loose at the top that a hand could go down inside them[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]easily, which made her feel even more excited. To know that her hand – or someone else's – could reach down there and …[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Whoah! She felt her nipples, always sensitive, stiffen at the thought.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Now it was impossible to get her mind off thoughts of sex. What was she to do? She was almost sure the photographer had a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]crush on her; he was completely professional, but there was something in his voice. But if she came on to him, she would only[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]scare him, in all probability. She sighed again.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Something bothering you?" said the photographer sympathetically. "Thinking about … the separation?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She shook her head and tried to think of something plausible. "Not really. I was just thinking, how the years pass."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No one would know it, to look at you," he said with conviction. "You look just as great as you did ten years ago."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"That's so sweet," she said, with a grateful sideways look at him, "but is it really true?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]His lips twitched. "They still look pretty damn good."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She chuckled, recognising the reference, and looked down at her breasts. The shots he had set up would make sure they were[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]only part-visible in the photos, but in the course of it he had naturally got a complete view. "Thanks."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Yes, they do look good, she said to herself; that's why she was happy to show them. But it would be so great to have someone[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]recognise the fact, not just with words and looks, but with his hands.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Okay, we're done," he said.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She got off the bed, and had an inspiration. She stood with her back to him.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"How about the back view? How's that holding up?"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Great!" he said very emphatically. "I always thought you had a very fine ass, if you don't mind my saying so."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I don't mind at all," she said cheerfully. "But can you really see from over there? Come closer."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He did so. "It … hasn't changed at all," he said, his voice a little higher.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"But how can you judge, when I'm wearing these?" she said. She undid the cutoffs and let them fall. "What d'you say now?" Her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]breath was coming just a little fast, and she could feel herself getting wet, while her nipples had stiffened so much they[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]almost hurt.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He gasped, and when he spoke again, after a pause, his voice was definitely trembling.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"You're beautiful," he stammered. "Absolutely beautiful."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She decided to go for broke. "Of course, seeing is one thing," she said casually, "but feeling is quite another. Would you[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]like to feel my butt?" By now, her heart was in her mouth with excitement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]There was another pause, and she found herself holding her breath. Then he gulped audibly, and said, "More than anything in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]the world."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She heard him step forward. Then two slightly shaking hands – nice and warm, to her pleasure – cupped her butt, ran lightly[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]over it, then clasped her cheeks more firmly.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She produced a long sighing moan. "Oh, that feels so good." She moved back towards him, hoping he would have the nerve to go[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]further.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer could not believe his luck. His hands were on the naked ass of the woman he had always thought one of the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]most desirable in Bollywood. As he gently squeezed and fondled her ass cheeks, he wondered whether he dared go further. Would[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]she get mad? But she seemed to be encouraging him. Now she was moving her ass against his hand slightly and making little[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]noises that excited him.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He took a breath to nerve himself and ran his hands slowly round to her sides and then up, greatly enjoying the softness of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her skin over her firm, taut body. As he neared her breasts he slowed, again uncertain whether he dared go further.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She turned her head and looked at him in frank invitation. "Go on," she whispered a little breathlessly, leaning back more.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]He brought his hands round and closed them decisively on her delightful breasts, which seemed to fit his grasp perfectly. Her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]nipples were bullet hard. She groaned with pleasure and seemed to push against his hands as he gently squeezed and caressed,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]while shifting his position a little to accommodate a now totally stiff erection inside his pants.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Suddenly she reached behind her and a hand found and felt his straining cock. With a delicious giggle she turned her head,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]showing that laughing glance he hoped he had captured in his shots. Deftly she undid and pushed down his pants, then stroked[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his erection lightly through his boxers. He almost came on the spot and gasped sharply as he desperately tried to exert[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]control over himself; involuntarily his hands tightened on her breasts, gripping them hard.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Sorry," he said, loosening his grip again, "but …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No problem," she said, "I liked it."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Her hand delved into his boxers and she dug her nails into the base of his cock, so hard it hurt. But it lessened the need to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]come. Then, keeping her back to him but gripping the top of his boxers with both hands, she firmly rolled them down till they[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]could drop of their own accord. This made her bend forward, and her ass came into contact with his groin. She giggled again[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and, moving out of his grasp, went to her knees, but looked back at him. "Here," she said, running a finger down her butt[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]crack. "Try it here."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Feeling an almost manic elation, he knelt behind her. He realised that she was not going to take a risk by having unprotected[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]sex, but he was not complaining. To fuck that delectable ass, even from the outside, was more than he could ever have dreamed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]of. Eagerly he moved forward and pressed his cock into her cleft. He took hold of her hips and shifted to get well[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]positioned, then began to push to and fro slowly, loving the feel of her firm cheeks around his cock.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"That's my boy," she said in a very approving tone, pushing back at him. "That feels good."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Finding his rhythm, he began to thrust harder, and his hands came forward to grip her breasts and play with them again. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]grunted, sounding pleased.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The interviewer paced up and down in the living room, wondering what could be taking them so long. He and the photographer[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]were due to set out for LA soon. Suddenly he realised that the need to draw their attention to this gave him the perfect[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]excuse to enter the bedroom and perhaps – a man could dream – get to see more of Priyanka Chopra he had always admired than[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]had ever been seen in a movie or TV show or magazine, before now. He let himself in quietly, and froze at what he saw. There[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]was the star, completely naked, on hands and knees on the carpet, being vigorously screwed by the photographer, or so it[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]looked.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"What – ?" he began in amazement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer stopped his movement abruptly, looking scared, but Priyanka did not appear to be flustered. She simply[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]grinned, put her finger to her lips, and beckoned.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Stiffly, almost robotically the interviewer moved forward. Giving him the same mischievous smile she had given the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer, Priyanka went back on her haunches when he was close enough, then unfastened his pants and pulled them down,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]taking his boxers along with them. A nearly erect cock sprang out.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Priyanka turned to the panting photographer, who seemed frozen in position, and said calmly, "Condoms are in the nightstand[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]drawer." Then she turned back to the interviewer's cock, took hold of it gently, and licked its head. The interviewer groaned[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and shuddered, then began throwing off his coat and shirt, while Priyanka took his cockhead into her mouth and began to lick[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and suck on it.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Cock still erect, the photographer ran to the nightstand and found a box of condoms. With trembling haste he opened it,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]extracted one and tore open the packet, then began to put it on, trying to be careful despite his desperate eagerness.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Meanwhile the interviewer, now wholly naked apart from what was on or heaped around his feet, continued to groan as Priyanka[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]worked on him. He now had his hand on her head and was moving it, but only a bit, evidently trying to restrain himself from[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]mashing it into his groin. Priyanka was producing continual noises of pleasure; she was stroking the interviewer's shaft and[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]fondling his balls with her hands.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Once he was ready, the photographer threw off his shirt to be fully naked, and approached Priyanka again, to take hold of her[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]hips decisively. She turned with a glint in her eye.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Ready when you are," she said, spread her legs wider, and bent forward somewhat, pushing the interviewer back a little.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Still unable to believe his luck, the photographer felt for her pussy as he moved closer. His cock stiffened further when he[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]felt her wet, swollen lips. Urgently he pushed forward to enter her. With what sounded like a groan of need, she pushed back[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]at him. She was tight, but not too tight: a little more pressure and he was in. He gasped with mixed desire and relief, and[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]began a vigorous action, still gripping her hips.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Yes, oh YES!" cried Priyanka, driving back at him while still giving the interviewer's cock her full attention. Just then[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]she was licking all round the head, as if it was an icecream cone.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer felt as if his head would burst with excitement. Here he was, actually fucking the woman he had idolised[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]since he was fourteen. Unfortunately, in his ecstatic state he ignored the signs that he was approaching a point of no[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]return, and only realised at the last moment that he was about to come.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Oh no!" he gasped in dismay and stopped all movement, trying to hold back. But Priyanka was still moving on him, and it was[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]too late. With a groan of frustration he let go, and began to thrust violently at her, determined to get as much out of it as[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]he could.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Mmm!" went Priyanka approvingly, grinding against him. When he began to slow down, gasping, she removed her mouth from the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]interviewer's cock and looked up at him with a wicked expression. Divining her meaning, he quickly freed himself from all[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]encumbrances round his feet and went for the condom box.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I, I'm sorry," the photographer gasped. "I, I …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Don't worry about it, honey," said Priyanka, turning to pat his cheek. "It was good to feel you in there, and it's kind of a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]compliment that you wanted me so much."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The interviewer returned, cock proudly aloft.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Lie down," said the star. "I want to ride you."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Obediently the interviewer lay down. Looking pleased, Priyanka moved away from the photographer and onto the interviewer, to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]place his cock at her entrance and bear down. He gasped as she skilfully fitted herself on him. With smiling eyes but intent[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]expression, she moved her body around until she found what she evidently thought was the perfect fit, and began to ride him[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]vigorously.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer watched them disconsolately. I was just so excited, he said to himself. If I got to do it a second time … He[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]looked back enviously at the couple; the interviewer seemed to have himself well in hand, not giving any signs of imminent[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]ejaculation, while Priyanka was beginning to sound very excited. An image flashed into his brain unbidden, inspired no doubt[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]by porn movies watched in the past: he saw Priyanka impaling herself on both their cocks simultaneously. The thought was[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]extremely stimulating; to his delight, his cock began to lengthen again. Keeping lustful thoughts firmly at the forefront of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his mind, he approached the now rather noisily active couple, pausing only to pick up a fresh condom.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Priyanka was very pleased with the interviewer. She was having an excellent ride on him, and could tell that it would end in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]a fine orgasm if he could hold on, which he gave every sign of being able to do. But she was startled out of her mood of[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]ecstatically concentrated movement on his cock by a hand on her shoulder. She stopped and turned to see the pleading eyes,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]and erect cock, of the photographer. It did not take much brains to guess what he was asking for. She gave a wild laugh.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Never done it before," she cried, "but … all right!" She lifted her ass and spread her legs very wide, coming off the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]interviewer.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer had never been in this position either, but he kneeled, took hold of her hips and lowered her onto him. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]pushed down slowly, and he removed one hand to hold his cock in place.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Aaagh!" she groaned. "Kind of … tight …" But she persevered, and he tried to push upwards. Suddenly the interviewer got to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]his knees, put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"AAAGGGHH!!" screamed Priyanka, but it was done: the photographer was inside. Slowly she wormed her body down the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer's cock, while he pushed up and supported her. Then she looked at the interviewer, waiting patiently.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Okay," she gasped. He moved forward and entered her pussy again without much difficulty. She gasped, grinned, then chuckled.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Never done this before," she repeated, and began somewhat tentatively to move up and down on the two cocks inside her.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Ooooohh!" she gasped on an out breath. "This feels … amazing …"[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She began to move more confidently. The photographer put his hands round her and played with her breasts; the interviewer[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]felt down for her mound. She gave a little shriek when he found it and ran his fingers down, to begin rubbing her clit. She[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]picked up speed further; soon she was driving up and down furiously, with little moans at every down thrust, her eyes wild,[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her hair flying. The photographer was squeezing her nipples; the interviewer was pressing hard on her clit.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Uh, uh, uh … I can't hold it any longer," he suddenly gasped.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Then GO!" Priynaka screamed.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]With a roar the interviewer thrust up and his seed shot out. Priyanka screamed again and began to bounce up and down wildly.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]An ecstatic expression on her face, she started to wail as orgasmic pleasure flowed through her body. The photographer had[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]been thinking that it might take him a while to come this time, but the combination of feeling his colleague's cock jerking[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]on the other side of the thin membrane separating them, the star's muscular spasms, and their abandoned noises brought him to[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]it. His voice mingling with theirs, he unloaded again. This time his orgasm ended quickly, and he withdrew before the other[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]two had finished moving on each other.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"AAAHH … aaaahhh … aaaaaaaahhhhh," gasped Priyanka in a prolonged sigh of satisfaction as she finally relaxed. Body shaking a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]little, she got off the interviewer, to spread herself out on the carpet face up, still panting. The interviewer collapsed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]onto his back too, while the photographer sat, gazing at the star's flushed face and lovely body as if he could never get[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]enough of the sight.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Slowly their breathing returned to normal. Finally Priyanka sat up. "Thanks, guys," she said sincerely. "I really needed[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]something like that." She beamed at them. "You did very well."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"So did you," said the interviewer. It seemed a quite serious comment.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]She turned to him. "This was my first time with two, if you'll believe it. I, uh, hope you won't be saying anything … or[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]hinting …" Suddenly she seemed vulnerable, almost afraid.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Of course not," he said gently. He smiled at her. "We owe you our total discretion, don't we?" He looked severely at the[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]photographer.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The photographer nodded solemnly. "I swear to never breathe a word," he said. "It will be a deeply cherished memory."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"Yes," said the interviewer, "something to tell my grandchildren on my death bed. Not before."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]The star smiled at them. "You seem like good guys," she said, "so I'll trust you. Now, maybe you'd like to clean up a little[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]in the bathroom? I can wait." She turned and went to get a robe, not hurrying but seeming quite confident and unconcerned in[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]her nakedness.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]Later, driving back to LA, the photographer said to the interviewer, "You did mean all that, didn't you? I mean … you have[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]said some things, in your accounts of people you were interviewing."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"I meant every word," said the interviewer firmly. "Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, and, well … she's a[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]doll, isn't she? It would be mean to let even a hint out, especially now, when she's going through a tough time."[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"An absolute doll," the photographer said in emphatic agreement.[/font]
[font=tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif]"No one would believe me, anyway," said the interviewer.[/font]
