Chapter Seven
“Ah! I caught you! George happily announced as he pounced on Cassandra from the shadows while she was skirting the perimeter of the garden.
“George, stop!” she half cried, half purred in her typical sassy tongued retort that always had a delicious erotic edge.
“You’re not going to get away from me this time, dear. I’ve been waiting far too long.”
“So, I think you should wait longer,” Cassandra sassed back pleasantly.
“I can’t see why you’ve been making us both wait, my darling, but I think you’ve played your games long enough.”
“Ah, if only it was really me you wanted,” Cassandra said with a sad smile. “But George, I know who you have your eyes on.”
“Oh?”
“Why, of course, I saw you last might,” she purred. Cassandra only wished she could be the one that really made Ge
