Private DANCER

Finally, finally the call came. Well, not so much a call as a text. It came while I was having lunch with an old friend and although I don’t like responding to my phone when I’m with my friends, somehow I knew this one was important. The ping of the text alert seemed portentous. So I excused myself and opened my messages.

And there it. It was a dream come true. Other reality shows have asked me to participate in the past and I’ve had no trouble saying no to them. ? No thank you. The last thing the nation needs is to see me in a bikini, abandoned on an island and deprived of creature comforts. Hangry Kerre is not a nice person.