Thc man in my dream

*Stephanie*

I danced around the room turning, twisting and twirling my butt while I prepare for the resumption of my new job. Ashley had called me earlier to ask if I can embark on an impromptu journey. She caught wind of a legendary art work auction that was about to take place in Paris.

Excitement got me hopping, leaping and humming a song along, I stood before a mirror, held the Hem of my dress and bow in courtesy greeting of the renaissance period.

"Bonjour madmoselle,commen ca va?" I said as I dramatically rehearsed my french accent.

Ashley had told me we were going to Paris, my cheeks flushed at the thought of it. My thirst for adventure was about to begin be quenched.

I packed my bag and headed to Ashley's place for a brief meeting before the time of our flight, apart from our trip to Paris, The desire I grew for artwork, looking at them and illustrating them heightened my excitement.