"Print What You Like !"

Debbi was eager to avoid any more unwanted encounters on her way back to the changing rooms but just before she could make it back inside, she was accosted by an eager young girl wielding a recording device. "Hi, it's Debbi isn't it ?"the girl asked brightly. "Yes" Debbi agreed. "But if you'll excuse me, I really just want to take a shower and get dressed."

"Ha, ha, I can understand that" laughed the girl, who was openly appraising Debbi's naked form. "But this won't take a second. I'm Verity from the local press. I only want a little background" she continued encouragingly. Getting no response from Debbi, Verity ploughed on. "Our readers will be intrigued to know how you came to be running around in the buff."

"Er, I was going to run in my swimsuit like Celeste did but it fell to pieces" answered Debbi grudgingly. "Now, if you'll excuse me..."

"I was talking to Diane ? The lady who was commentating ? She said the suit split because you were too fat ? And there was an Asian girl with her who agreed, said it split in half as you bent down to tie your shoes ?"

Debbi saw red. "Lying little cow, there was some kind of sabotage, the thing was in tatters before I even reached her. Do I look that bloody fat ?" she cried loudly, gesturing at herself, drawing the attention of the few remaining stragglers from the crowd and giving the impression once more that she was quite comfortable with her nudity. "Well no, not really" admitted Verity. "Can I just ask a few more questions ?"

"No" said Debbi emphatically. "I'm off to get dressed."

"Diane suggested that because you had performed so badly you were **** to get some attention and that was why you ran in the nude. Is that right ? Do you want to give your side of the story ?" Verity called after her. "I don't care, print what you like" yelled Debbi as she finally entered the building.