Posts tagged Diary Of A Rich Girl

Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Had he asked me this crossing the street to pick up some groceries I would have laughed, but I wasn’t crossing the street….. I remembered: when I was a teenager in the south …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I opened my drawer and took out a pretty cream silk lacy trim camisole bra top. I slipped off my black tank top, did away with my bra, turned and around and showed …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie He disappeared down the hallway, so I took advantage of my time. A quick look in the mirror to fix my hair and then an overall look to let me know that a …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie “Because nothing!” I slammed the door to my bedroom, got out of my evening clothes and left them on the floor for Thisley or one of my maids to pick up in the …

Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie But my attention shifted to Patty — my white-shoe lawyer girlfriend, wearing a short muted gold Kors halter dress quite above the knee — who was dancing on her toes and waving her …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I had the feeling you get when you’ve drank too much and the world is spinning around you. Sandra took my hand. I didn’t want to go. This was my apartment, my duplex, …

Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie I couldn’t refuse Thisley. Sandra was dancing with several of the girls and then pulled herself away from the other stripper who was getting a bit frisky and asked, “What’s with your butler?” …

Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Loosen up I did. Hilary Duff’s Beat of My Heart pulsated off the dance floor and sonically had us bouncing up and down like a bunch of little girls on a sleep-over party …

Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie …We hope you enjoyed your party, Madame.” The sneer in his voice was less then subtle. “Nonetheless, I’m here to inform you that the staff found your behavior at your party last night …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Miss Keener left a hand written note on a silver tray with my morning coffee. I didn’t have to open it to know that I was going to be punished. What I didn’t …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I met him across the street from my building in Central Park and he was nice and he said he wanted to walk with me and when we stopped he wanted to kiss …

Reading Time: 5 minutes by Carrie It was a long grueling day at the office, but I finally settled our overseas distribution terms by giving up some of what I wanted to people who wanted everything I wanted with …

Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie It took several days after getting whipped before I could sit down comfortably and I’m being generous. I certainly raised eyebrows. My secretary thought I had hemorrhoids. There were ways, though not many, …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I was embarrassed at being scolded in front of the young butler in training. I wondered if he would ever hold respect for me or any other mistress when he would gain position. …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie She didn’t answer me right away. I think it was my near nakedness that gave pause. Whether dressed, partially dressed, or frolicking on the surf topless I’ve always been the object of everyone’s …

Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie It took a little coaxing on my part but I finally managed to walk through the door of my apartment, sort of like a fretful bather getting into pool water, a swish of …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I should’ve gone straight home. Instead I went to Mr. Farrelli’s. I saw him inside closing up. Like a silly girl I knocked on the door of his little Lexington Avenue tailor shop, …

Reading Time: 5 minutes by Carrie By lunch time I was able to return the calls I had missed that morning. Annie, my secretary, brought in the list. Bixby’s was first. “Should I see who that is Ms. Dupree?” …

Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie Monday morning: dressing for work. We had just gotten back from the beach the night before . I was in another world. Trevor was in his. I had an early meeting with my …

Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie I leaned into Trevor and said, “Your friend is getting on my nerves.” He said, “That boat in the harbor…” I looked out. There it was, half an ocean liner. “That’s his.” I …