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I had just been at the Max Power show at Birmingham NEC. It had been a long stint and I couldn’t wait to get into my comfy clothes. I was with my photographer, Nick, who had a hot date that night. We jumped straight into the car in my modelling gear and I decided to get changed in the car. I climbed into the back of the car, totally stripped off, top and all. Almost completely naked, apart from a bit of string! I bent down to grab my clothes and when I popped back up, to my surprise I had an audience – a coach full of footie supporters. They were all squashed up against the window, cheering me on. Now I’m not a shy girl! So, rather than squirm with embarrassment, I just waved my hands in the air, giving them a free full-on view of my boobs. Nick, who was driving the car, didn’t find it funny at all. As he realised what was going on, he squirmed with embarrassment, put his foot down and zoomed off down the motorway – spoilsport!