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I even began taking the money, primarily since I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret get in the way of common sense. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little ladies do. I had not been a little woman in a long time. I just worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyway, because I needed to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. But Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good idea because he might actually charge more, especially if the man I was opting for selected me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it. I was always afraid someone would see me entering a strange vehicle, a different weird cars and truck every time, and question what was going on.

Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Selecting me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was outrageous, however you 'd be stunned how many men desired precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to draw and fuck . These were all older people too, like my papa's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. They had a lot of cash to invest and it was the suggestions that actually flushed my checking account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my manager, my agent, my security man, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. He did all the work if you listened to him tell it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. However that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to in fact like these men for an hour or 2. I had to act more youthful sometimes too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years of ages; however never ever older. None of the men paying for me wanted a woman, just a girl, and understanding that I actually was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine skill for it. I had a talent for the sex things anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a slut. That's where I took my convenience and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, however that had gone away when I realized I wasn't harming anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although a few of them liked me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of return to their cities and cope with them. They were in love with who I pretended to be for that brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely since I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who enjoyed me would not harm me, you know? I loved my papa. That had changed too and I don't understand if something involved the other precisely, but I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty guys or something, the majority of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wished to call me by a various name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little woman next door possibly. But a lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, which troubled me at first, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I might close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me really was my dad. I could talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel developed and special and loved. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't help it.

 

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