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“You ok Ells?”

“Hmmm?” I raise my head “Yeah, I’m good, just hung-over”

“Ooh
, what happened last night then?” she whispers, turning towards me on her lounger.

I tell her all about last night with Lucas at the club, the drinking with the band and the a
fter hours party back at his apartment. Meagan is curious to know all the in’s and out’s and then I explain how I woke this morning and pretty much offered a blowjob to a complete stranger.

“You did what?
” She screams in shock sitting up.

“Shhhh
, yes I know” I say in a hushed tone, burying my face in my towel.

“And you just left this so called beauty standing there as you ran?”

“Yep”

“With your nose bleeding?” She exclaims her mouth wide open

“Yep” I cry into my towel.

“Wow and then he rescues you from
the pervert Jerry and you still run without even so much as a name?”

“Yes, yes and yes!”
I cry lifting my head, my eyes plead with her to not make me relive the whole thing again.

Meagan
puts a finger to her chin and ponders, “Right then, I know what you need,” She leans over grabs my wrists and drags me to my feet “Come on, game of pool volleyball and it’s not a request” she laughs.

“Ok,” I wince
, snatching my wrists back from her grip.

Secretly I am pleased for the distraction and hopefully this will shift my hangover, not that I would normally shy away from sports but I have a tendency to make a fool of myself when there is an audience.

I walk over to the steps and gingerly descend into the pool. I am trying to stay as ladylike and demure as possible, whereas Meagan runs and jumps into the pool causing a splash, making all the girls in the pool scream.

 

The game is going well and we are all having a laugh, some lads that had been spectating poolside decided to jump in and join us and now the whole pool is one big volleyball game.

It’s my turn to serve and I hate serving, there’s so much pressure not to stuff up. I raise the ball in my left hand and thrust it up into the air, I jump up with all my might to hit the ball but there’s a sudden snap from behind my neck. Like two socks full of coins my breasts have come bouncing out of my tankini top and I am still midflight for my serve!

“Ellie!” Meagan screams in laughter from across the pool.

I can’t hide my embarrassment
, what the hell do I do? I know all eyes are on me and I can hear the whistles and men shouting comments at me.


See the funny side
’ my angelic side whispers at me but my devilish side is hanging her head in shame shaking it from left to right.

I am struggling to laugh at myself
, I start the incantation, ‘Don’t cry - laugh…don’t cry – laugh.’

I sink myself way under the water so
that only my nose and above it is in the air. If I were to go any redder I would boil the water away, as it is I bet I stick out like a beacon of embarrassment. One of the lads that joined the game not so long ago is swimming over to me, ‘Oh please go away’ I think to myself. He settles down into the water next to me and has a creepy, sly, smile on his tanned face. I don’t understand why people swim with sunglasses on and, more to the point, I can’t tell if he’s looking into my eyes or trying to see if my hooters are bobbing freely under the waterline.

“Can I offer you a hand?” he
asks quietly.

Instantly my hackles go up
, I bet behind those Jet-black Aviators his eyes are laughing so hard they’re struggling to stay in their sockets.

I knew this was go
ing to happen, I bloody knew it! Where there’s an audience I’m going to make a prat out of myself! I said “could this day get any worse?” and I think it may have just reached the pinnacle.

I try to rid myself of the flush of fury and embarrassment but I’m fa
iling, I turn to him and give a very forced smile and the least amount of sarcasm I can muster to say,

“No! I’m fine thanks” I am so ashamed
. “Tell you what, you can take my serve though” and I push the ball towards him.

“Not a problem.” H
e flashes his over-white teeth at me and swims off to take my serve.

I stuff my breasts back into my tankini and reach around for the strap that has snapped, I can only assu
me that the launch for the lounger weakened the strap somehow. Anyway, I can see a bit of strap left on the top that I can tie the remaining strap to, maybe I can try and leave the pool with some dignity. So with shaking hands I fumble to tie the strap back up, I have had enough now. I feel that the ‘tanners’ in this little section of New York have seen enough of my body, cringe.

Taking a deep breath
I swim to the steps to climb out, my devilish side is shaking her head at me with her eyes screwed tightly shut and tapping her foot, ‘No need to reflect how I already feel’ I think to myself.

I reach the steps and take a final dunk just to refresh myself and wash away any remaini
ng signs of a flush. I start to climb out and with a reassuring glance that my breasts are still securely away I sigh a heave of relief. Standing on the top step I wipe my eyes and turn to head for my bed when SHIT! No way, oh please, please tell me I’m having a nightmare – I really would cry if this wasn’t so desperately funny from the outside.

There he is sitting on the bar stool looking straight at me cool as cucumber
. Trey, knight in shining bloody armor.

‘Ground swallow me up now.
Please?’

He’s looking
at me with an ear-to-ear grin, is he pleased to see me? oh God no, it’s because he’s seen too much of me. ‘Right, don’t stare at him for too long it’ll just make the situation worse, think fast Ellie, come on. All I can do is flash a smile at him, then scurry over to my bed, I can feel his gaze burning into my back as I am walking. Fuck the lady-like way, I am going for the lunge again, I just want to bury my face until everyone has gone and I can leave here head held high. I throw myself onto my bed and reach for my sunglasses.

I
scream with embarrassment into my towel, I really am the biggest plank going!

I wonder if he’s still looking, I certainly feel like I’m under some intense gaze.
‘Ok, let’s don the sunglasses and turn over and check to see, ‘because I do not believe he is still looking this way.’


Right, turn yourself over and tan woman, come on get a good look at him.’ Following my own advice I turn over and don my new Ray Bans, I release my hair from its ponytail and run my fingers through it to give it some life.

I don’t look at him straight away, I start by looking over at the continuing volley game then I give Meagan a wave and continue to scan the rest of the pool area.

Right, there he is with his mates - they all seem to be reliving some fond memory -having a laugh, every now and then he tends to look over in my direction. Surely he isn’t looking at me, I guess there must be some Tahitian beauty standing behind me. Waiting till his look has passed I take a quick glance over my shoulder and no - there is no one there. ‘
He must be looking at you
’ my devilish side whispers in my ear but my angel starts to drone on ‘
Don’t get a big head, there’s some explanation I’m sure
’.

Trey’s
body is so toned, every muscle and ripple in his body is so magnificently defined, two amazing pec’s that look like pillows of steel and a gorgeous golden glow to his skin that compliments his mousey blonde hair. I’m starting to feel a flush of heat sweep over my body and all the muscles deep down clench and tighten. I bite my lip to try and calm myself but I can still feel the charge that he sent through me earlier when he touched my hand. My heart starts to pound and my breathing is picking up, almost becoming uncontrollable so I bite my lip a bit harder to bring myself back down to earth.

My phone starts to ring and I reach for my bag and rummage for my phone, “Lucas?”

“Hey English, I did some asking and it turns out that some hotshot Hollywood star stayed overnight in the apartments.”

I’m stunned: “Well I don’t think
he was a Hollywood star by any stretch of the imagination.” I let out a little giggle and continue, “Anyway, who did you get that from?”

Silence
.

“Lucas?”

“Well, I am pretty sure, my source is reliable,” he snaps back

I s
tart to laugh uncontrollably, “That means you got it from Jerry.”

“Shut it
, you!” he laughs

“Jerry is about as reliable as a chocolate teapot!”

“Whatever! You’re boring me now - so see you tomorrow, I’ll come to you for about midday?”

“Yep, sounds good,” that
cheers me up a bit, I like spending days with Lucas, we always have a laugh.

With that
, he hangs up and I put my phone back in my bag.

Well
, that brought me right back to earth with a bump.

The next few hours seem to go quite quickly and I happily lay on my lounger trying to tan and bring out some inner beauty that may
be hidden deep within.

Occasionally Meagan and Lacey join me and we have a natter, but most of the time I seem to doze and sleep off the hangover.

I awake with a start and realise it’s getting late, I grab my phone from my bag and see I’ve been asleep for at least an hour, oh crap I’ve been asleep on my back – god only knows if I was snoring, dribbling or talking. Again, I’m just the picture perfect female any man wants, yeah right.

I sit up trying to catch Meagan
’s attention but she is oblivious, looking over to where Trey and his friends are, they still seem to be having a good laugh and a good drink. My devil starts to whisper ‘
If he was interested he would have been over by now’
I shake her away as quick as I can.

I take one
last look in his direction and he appears to be waving at me.


Oh wow, ok shall I wave back? Come on, you can do this just wave back.’ I lift my arm and wave back, he waves again, I respond again and he waves once more. This is weird, I look over my shoulder and there she is Miss World and she is waving back to him signaling two minutes. She glances down at me and gives me a look of disgust that has shrunk me to about two inches tall.

I snap my head back round
, trying to steady my growing embarrassment and put my head in my hands.

Well that’s just brilliant I am officially the biggest dick going!
‘Wrap me up and tattoo ‘twat’ on my forehead. Geez, Ellie!’

Thankfully Meagan comes running over and distracts me from my near suicidal thoughts.

I watch as Trey walks off and Meagan is at my side squealing, “Ellie! Oh wow, Ellie!”

She looks like she’s seen a ghost and I sit up concerned, “W
hat? What’s the matter?” I look her up and down to see if there are any obvious signs of injury.

“Do you know,” she gasps for air, “Do you know who that was?”

“Who?” Now I’m in shock and I scan the poolside.

“That man you were waving to!”

“Oh yeah, that’s Trey my knight in shining armor.” I roll my eyes.

“Yes Ellie,” she huffs, “Trey Thomas!”

I look at her blankly but fear I should know the name; or perhaps he’s someone she has encountered before, my heart sinks.

“Come on
, Trey Thomas!” She gestures her hands after him.

I shake my head.

“Jesus Ellie, he’s only the biggest A-list celebrity around!” She can’t hide the look of disdain on her face or in her voice.

I still stare blankly back at her and now I’m scared of the repercussions.

“Do you watch any movies?” she huffs.

“Erm, I watch my fair share.” I lie
.

“For
God’s sake Ellie, erm..” she taps her head thinking.

She then starts to list off all these films I have heard of but never seen. With every title she names, I shake my head and I can hear the anger growing in her voice.
Meagan stands and grabs my wrists, making me wince, before I know It I have been launched off the lounger and on to my feet. Trying to release my wrists, I pull my arms back, as I am reluctantly being dragged across the poolside. All of a sudden I am stood at the end of the pool area with my head being held in place to face the building opposite. There in front of me is a massive billboard advertising a film, staring right back at me is Trey all twenty foot of him. My jaw hits the floor. I stared at a film star’s groin, my angel is giggling into her hands and my devil is whooping and punching the air with her fist.

Trey Thomas is lead actor in some Cult Film about werewolves or vampires or something, the name of the movie escapes me but to be honest I’m not looking at it. Even with all the makeup he is
, of course, an Adonis. His eyes are animal-like and red, his hair is longer and darker, he has an evil grin and I can just make out some animal like fangs.

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