Prompts = Impromptu, Tourist, Racket
Dear Diary,
I don’t keep a diary, no offence. But how else can I relate what’s happening?
I’m in a private jet with a personal assistant serving expensive whisky. She won’t tell me where we’re headed.
It all started yesterday when I played tennis with someone I don’t know. As I got my racket, he said that if I won, I’d be whisked off, made an impromptu world tourist.
I won.
People and cameras swept in, hustled me into a limo, which took me to be groomed and clothed, and then to the airport.
Am I an unwitting drug mule?
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And a link to where my Lovely Lady Love (who also operates the camera) posts her art: https://www.youtube.com/user/recyclinggoddess
Join in on the fun of making a story from the same prompts I do! https://www.facebook.com/groups/565109053911712
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