Eva Macy Diary
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November 25, 2006
*sitting down in the den of my 5th Floor Apartment at 110 East 83rd Street, opening my diary*
Dear Diary
I knew that Bobby Campbell was really pissed when I bailed out on my scheduled photo shoot Tuesday night, but I was spending the evening with Mitch Saylor. I had tried to get a date with this famous Mister Pussy ever since Lindsay had mentioned his talents in one of her gossip columns.
Mitch lived up to everything that I'd heard about him and that fabulous tongue had me screaming for mercy at least four times on Tuesday night.
I made up for missing that photo shoot by posing for an underwear advertisement last night. I wound up spending the whole night in Bobby's classy second floor apartment, making him forget all about Tuesday night.
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*sitting down at the computer in my 5th floor Plaza Hotel room, opening the diary I haven't touched since my divorce from Walter Macy*
Dear Diary,
It's April 18, 2006 and last night I spent the evening reading a story out loud to my new friend, Donivan Kline. The story was pretty hot and we both wound up doing the horizontal rumba on his sofa. I hope he won't think I'm a tramp. We'd only been dating since Saturday night when Lindsay Davis invited me to join them at the Four Seasons Club to meet this handsome golf pro.
We're having dinner tonight at 7:30 and I plan to divulge a little bit more of my somewhat sordid past. He already knows I went through as nasty divorce from Walter Macy when he didn't like me returning to work as a fashion model. He also knows that I posed for a Playboy centerfold, but he has no idea about all those photographs that Bobby Campbell talked me into after he made up my portfolio.
Hopefully, he won't hold my past against me.
