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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I thought I would anyhow. I even began taking the money, mainly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret obstruct of sound judgment. However then, if I had the good sense I would not have been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little women do. I had not been a little girl in a very long time though. I just worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyway, because I had to be house by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good thing because he could actually charge more, especially if the person I was going with picked me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it. I was constantly scared someone would see me entering into a unusual car, a different odd automobile every time, and wonder what was going on.

Method too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Choosing me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I thought was ridiculous, but you 'd be surprised how numerous people wanted precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an minor whore to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my papa's age, or more typically even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my representative, my security person, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap like that. That wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else since I had to really like these men for an hour or 2. I needed to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little girl perhaps eleven or twelve years of ages; however never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a woman, simply a lady, and knowing that I actually was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it. I had a skill for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt actually guilty in the beginning, but that had gone away when I understood I wasn't hurting anyone. The men enjoyed me for a little bit, although some of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least return to their cities and cope with them. But they were in love with who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome because I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a person who enjoyed me wouldn't hurt me, you understand? I loved my dad. That had actually altered too and I don't know if something had to do with the other exactly, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wished to call me by a different name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little girl next door possibly. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that bothered me at first, however then it didn't and I started liking it.

I might close my eyes and think of the male who was making love to me really was my father. I might talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel developed and special and liked. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not assist it.

 

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