I’m fairly sure (though not a hundred percent sure – but who is when it comes to matters of the heart?) that my feelings are in check when working as Cassandra.  That’s right – gotta keep the business separate from the personal. 

The problem might be that I’m too good at keeping my emotions in check.  It’s almost as if it’s always business – even when I am into the guy.  And some of these guys I REALLY enjoy.  But still, I hold out when they don’t have the money to see me as often as they’d like.  No Money, No Sucky, I tell them.  Yeah, I’m kind of a bitch that way. 

The problem might be (cue Madonna’s song from ages ago) that my heart is Frozen.

I am one corny hooker, aren’t I?

I am slightly puzzled when my clients ask me if I have a boyfriend.  Flattered that my dates are interested in my dating status?  Yes.  But always confused when the question is posed in such a way that suggests they want to be my boyfriend.        

But I’m a whore!  A prostitute!  You PAY for my company!

Case in point: Sampson, a sweet and adorable guy who asks me these questions often.

Cassandra, do you prefer guys or girls?

Then do you have a boyfriend?

What kind of guys do you like?

Why don’t you have a boyfriend?

Our last time together was too cute.  He was sitting on my bed, and looking down at his knees.  He was talking to me, but not looking at me.  And he said, almost whispered, “I guess if you do get a boyfriend he’ll be a tall guy.”

I am 6’2” in heels. 

Sam is 5’6”.

I was touched, yet conflicted.  This scenario repeats itself, though not on Sam’s level of persistence, on many dates. 

Is it really necessary to remind my customers that I’m a HO

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