“Are you embarrassed to go out like that, Cassandra?”
“A little. I’m afraid I might get kicked out of the mall dressed like this. May I at least wear stockings, Sir?”
My reply shocked me. Who was this person I was becoming? I couldn’t believe the words as they left my mouth.
“You may wear stockings, Cassandra, but they must be sheer. And they mustn’t cover your ass.”
Cassandra nodded obediently.
“Yes, My Lord. May I ask…”
“Yes?”
“Can we go to a movie theater far away from this area so none of my church friends see me?”
“Certainly, Cassandra. That can be arranged.”
We left my apartment and I locked the door behind me. I felt a little rude to be so strict with her about how she looked and what she wore. I didn’t even consider the fact that she might get cold in that skimpy outfit.
