A couple weeks ago I got a most interesting proposal.  Over the phone, the guy asked if I could fuck him.  That part is easy.  I told him he came to the right place.  Then he asked if I could also fuck his girlfriend.  When I expressed hesitation, he asked if his girlfriend could just watch. Their [...]

My first (and only) boyfriend was a Cornell graduate who majored in Math.  He used to work  for an internet company, writing algorithms for advertising campaigns which targeted specific consumers in order to maximize returns.  At the time, I was blown away by his explanation that, in the age of technology/information, advertising is done through math.  The right algorithm can calculate if [...]

Recently, one of my readers, a former patron whom I greatly respect and admire, emailed me to let me know that my blog has taken a disgusting turn.  Cassandra, he writes, Too much focus and too many references to shit, shit stains and other fecal matters!  It’s like a train wreck…  you don’t want to look, [...]

  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. [...]

My song of choice these days when I’m putting on makeup is My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson.  It is upbeat, catchy, and irrepressibly youthful.  Do you feel it too when it comes on the radio?  Every time the chorus hits (Cause we belooooooooong… togeeeeeeeeether… nowwwwwwwwww, yeah!)  I have to control myself from [...]

Reuben and I went to a cocktail party a few weeks ago.  It had been a fairly uneventful, unremarkable get together until someone busted out the 420.  I don’t think I’ll smoke weed in public for a while.  It makes me think too much.  And not always of pleasant thoughts. There was an “older” woman [...]

I’m a simple girl with simple tastes.  I love having you go down on my candy.  Is there a better feeling than being on the receiving end of a guy who wants to prove that he gives the best head in the whole world?  At times I feel guilty for being pleasured so much.   During such moments [...]