Riley
This was the worst part of my job, waiting around. Surrounded by other people of the same profession as me in the crowded media area. All of us trying to get the story, the picture. Anything that would put us and our papers above the others.
I had never been very good at it. I blended into the background and normally I liked it but this was my career on the line and Marilyn was counting on me.
Not that watching Elliot or the other swimmers was a real chore. If I had been alone or even with my friends I would have enjoyed it, but surrounded by a mass of reporters all of whom were sneaking glances in my attention and avoiding me like the plague was taking the fun out of it.
Still there was so much Male beauty strutting around it was easier than usual to ignore them.
Of course I h
