Chapter Six
Cassandra’s Diary, Entry One
The next morning was Labor Day and my office was closed for the holiday, thank God. I’d be able to spend the entire day with Cassandra. I was thinking of calling in sick on Tuesday, but I hadn’t decided yet. After releasing Cassandra from the bedposts and sharing breakfast with her, she sat at the vanity table and wrote in the diary I bought her while I took a long hot shower. After I came out of the bathroom she was still scribbling away. I relaxed with my I-Phone in bed, reading the news headlines. After about another thirty minutes of writing, she kneeled by the bed and read me the journal entry in her sweet and sexy voice.
The Diary of Eloise Madsen
My name is Cassandra. In the early morning hours of Sunday, Sept. 1, 2013, I signed a contrac
