Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 72
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 72 The ‘art director’ satisfied with his work took my arm like I was his property and tugged me back to the dunes. I could tell …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 72 The ‘art director’ satisfied with his work took my arm like I was his property and tugged me back to the dunes. I could tell …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 71 Vance said, “I think I want the shoot to be about you.” “What about me?” He said, “I want to capture your beauty.” I said, …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 70 Vance wasn’t too sure what I had meant. So I tried to clear things up, “You want to be a fashion photographer, right?” “I just …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 69 That evening I was at my dressing mirror combing my hair and daydreaming when Thisley interrupted my little sojourn. “Mr. Little John is on the …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 68 After we got to the beach and unpacked, I went next door to Marge’s beach house and told her about my little problem. I was …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 66 Having that boy sit there with his agency spanking booklet open and his pencil ready to write was not my idea of how to start …
Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 65 I had more important things to do. First I had to stop my Mrs. Walker Peyton’s home on 5th Avenue, across the street from the …
Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 64 I walked out my Park Avenue building into a bowl of spring sunshine. I wore a slim fitting navy skirt that stopped at my knees, …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 63 Mr. Farrelli had me pitched over a stool with my panties off and legs spread wide. I hadn’t even bothered to take off my bra …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 62 If I were completely honest I’d say that I didn’t mind the way Mel Vin was leering at me. Maybe it turns me on to …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 61 I sulked for a whole week and didn’t answer the phone when Little John called. There was no way I was ever going to see …
Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 60 Jane has always been a girl of sound mind and of the highest propriety and decency, so when I found Jane sitting next to Little …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 59 A little business, a little lunch, a little socializing seemed to be the perfect way to spend a Saturday afternoon with New York sophisticates. Jane …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 58 My few first tricks’ were a quick shoot. They stuck it in me and just as I got going they came. I complained to Little …
Reading Time: 7 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 57 The following day was just as grueling. Father dismissed me early from the workout so I wouldn’t be late again. He was trying anything he …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 56 We had left the south of France for Argentina in August. Father wanted to play polo and buy some mounts for his team. The Argentineans …
Reading Time: 5 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 55 Little John wasn’t too happy when I told him that he couldn’t be my newborn’s uncle. He said, “Who makes her smile all the time?” …
Reading Time: 3 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 53 Several hours later I was on my back on one of the lopsided mattresses of Little John’s whore house screaming my head off as L. …
Reading Time: 4 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 52 Little John has a built in slut detector that scours Central park for susceptible debutantes while they’re out walking their little doggies, sun tanning, or …
Reading Time: 2 minutes by Carrie Diary of A Rich Girl – Chapter 51 With his other hand he tugged my panty down a little more and slowly worked his finger in me. The shade was up and I …