I Am A Kept Woman: Part 1

One girl's tale of how she became "kept.”
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I Am A Kept Woman: Part 1

One girl’s tale of how she became “kept.”


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Let’s just say my name is “Cassie.” I wake up every morning whenever I want, and for the most part, I do whatever I want. I don’t really think about it when bills come, and I sometimes even shop without looking at price tags. No, I am not a trust fund kid. I am a Kept Woman, and this is how a country girl from Ohio became one.

When I first moved to Orange County, I was a lost little girl. My boyfriend in Granville had broken up with me, and I knew one girl from Granville who had moved to OC with her aunt, and of course, I had seen the show. With my heart as broken as it was, the show and the girl I was merely acquaintances with offering that I could stay with her and her aunt until I got my own place, was all the convincing I needed.

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I took a job at Hooters. It wasn’t as bad as the name sounds. We did have to wear short little booty shorts but for the most part, I felt like I was treated pretty well. One night my friend “Angela” told me about some great party in Newport Coast she was going to. I had driven by before, and saw the gigantic, perfectly manicured homes. All I cared about was the free food and liquor. I rarely ate anything besides leftovers from work and Top Ramen. Angela’s aunt was very nice to let me stay in their home, but she was no cook, and neither was Angela nor I.

So, gladly, we changed in the bathroom after work and curled our blonde hair to look what we thought was our best. Thank God I had done my nails the night before. That was rare. We drove over to the gated community where this party Angela had heard about would be. Angela parked her Honda Accord around the corner from the house, so no one would see us in a car that did not fit in with the shiny and clean Mercedes, BMWs, and SUVs with drivers that waited out front for the fancy guests inside.

“How did you hear about this?” I asked Angela. “Tyler is working catering here,” she replied. Tyler is Angela’s brother who was kind of obnoxious, but was good for reasons like this.

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  1. Well, I think we know what she does but how will she work it into having a “normal” life as well? I mean if she wants a husband and serious relationship, what happens when she wants to date other ppl?

  2. To each is own but honey-I am married and a “kept” woman.That means I have whatever I’d like(and I’m not greedy-but comfortable)-I tend to the kids and once the are off to school,I can pretty much do what I’d like as well..with a committment.I have nights out when i want and i show my appreciation by doing my “wifely duties”which are whtever my husband and i determine them to be.I guess if you enjoy the type of life she has then good but i prefer mine-I’ve got the ring,the committment,and the life insurance(lol-JOKING)my husband is a great man who loves to provide for I and the family.

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