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Touring Looking For Company


For some reason Ashley Rose was in a devilish mood while being a dancer on the beach in the resort that was the tourist destination anchor. Once her performance was over she slipped back into her payless discount sneakers that would be frowned upon playing tennis. With her pretty smile that counter balanced being out of the money she disappeared into the darkness down a romantically lit path. Hearing the small stream to the man-made creek below only instigated the trouble making attitude that was haunting her looking for marriage thoughts.

Finding a gigantic rock, she decided to pose on the stage prop to enjoy the soothing sounds to the natural resource below until rustling of leaves that were a typical sound direction in a horror movie broke the silence. “Only if I had a moving image modeling role like the first victim in a scary film, maybe I would be able to afford sneakers to get noticed on the tennis court,” Ashley whispered in her dream like mind state.

Then the huge figure appeared holding a piece of toast with expensive marmalade spread making it a delicacy.

Using the European accent she learned in acting school Ashley projected her voice, “You from the tourist destination?”

“No,” the man honestly responded, “I am from Battle Creek and came over here due to being out of the money,” the mature individual claimed.

Hearing the term ‘out of the money’ Ashley Rose felt a little comfortable, “well I have been out of the money on dinner dates in Turkey at romantic restaurants in Antalya,” continuing her monologue that had the maiden claiming “and when I was in Himalayan mountains fooling around at Luong Ri I gotta white face on the ski slopes, a photographer captured the image and sold it to advertising and for a nice time I was no longer out of the money.”

Taking a seat on the rock next to her the moon started to have a stronger light, “You are a winner and we live in chaos kid,” evening beau commentated, “I just wanted to tell you I have pure praise for your position in the lagoon show.”

Starting to be captured with his eyes Ashley Roses felt a chill, “you are stalking me like a tiger?”

“Well that is because you’re great!”

This unscripted scene was followed the next morning with a breakfast spread back at the hotel filled with a lot of words of honey instead of expensive marmalade.


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