ASHLEE-ELIDETH POLLEY SUDDENLY MADE A RADICAL CHANGE AND HAVE TO LEARN HOW TO BE AT THE HELM AND NOT LEAVING THE WAVES TO CARRY HER AWAY. AROUND HER LOVE, ENVIES, LUXURIES, TEMPTATIONS AND ENEMIES TO BEAT. WOULD YOU LIKE TO KEEP HER COMPANY IN HER A...
- Now I remember her ass. The truth it's a masterpiece -Roger was peering down his eyes on their new single cover with obvious delight.
- But did you get laid Nina Barron? -Brian inquired, suspicious.
- Didn't you? I thought you did too. In fact I thought we all had been once inside that temple -he smiled mischievous-. Beautiful cover.
They were all around Roger watching their new single as though they were watching Las Meninas at the Prado museum. I, meanwhile, swang my crossed legs, nervous, thinking what it could happen.
The truth is the band had been very busy the last hours of the recording session and they didn't care about giving the green light to the girl on the cover. They delegated that task to the people who were working for them and they seemed very pleased with the outcome.
Nina had become a non grata person inside Queen but that didn't stop those four adult men to become four overexcited teenagers with raging hormones, on seeing that statuesque and perfectly fit body over a bicycle.
Killer looked over her shoulder with her beautiful half open mouth and her big blue eyes with that look that could mean: "Come here, you can touch me. I'm real".
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- I have thought of a really big woman bottom that could fill most of the cover -Brian said watching it again, in a pensive mood.
- Don't you think this one looks big enough? -Roger disagreed.
- You could take part in the casting. We decided get focused on the record. Now it's late for complains -John said, always wise.
- I'm not complaining. It's just... I had another idea in mind.
Brian was perfectionist in everything. He spun every little thing and always found reasons to get better. With his songs it was the same. He added up, chopped away and when it was recorded and mastered at last, he came up with new things that couldn't get included yet. That cover wouldn't be different.
- Freddie? Don't you have an opinion? -John wanted to know looking at him closely while Freddie grabbed the single between his hands.
- I love it -he said at last-. She's like... I don't know... a very very dirty angel.
All chuckled and I squirmed my toes.
- Have you finished already with your childish commentaries? -I opened up my mouth at last.
They turned to me smiling. Wow, I didn't even offend them.
- Eli, what's wrong? -Deaky asked with his mocking smile.
- I'm telling you. You are a bunch of bastards.
- What? What's wrong with you now? -Brian asked frowning.
- Hey, it's not me who's telling that. All the british press is telling that and all the feminist around the country.
- Fuck off everybody. What's wrong with the cover? -Roger came up to me, upset, with the single in his hand.
