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I even began taking the cash, mostly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the method of typical sense. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little girls do. I had not been a little lady in a long time. I only worked three or four nights a week anyhow, considering that I had 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 thing because he could in fact charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That privilege ended up being worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't actually like it. I was always scared someone would see me entering a strange automobile, a different strange car each time, and question what was going on.

Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Choosing me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was absurd, but you 'd be surprised how lots of people desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage whore to fuck and suck . These were all older people too, like my father's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. They had a great deal of cash to spend and it was the pointers that actually flushed my bank account. Deke gave me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my manager, my representative, my security person, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms 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. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to in fact like these people for an hour or 2. I had to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little woman perhaps eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine talent for it.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, but that had actually disappeared when I realized I wasn't harming anyone. The men liked me for a little bit, although a few of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of come back to their cities and live with them. However they loved who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely because I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, mostly I felt a little much safer that way. Like a man who liked me would not hurt me, you know? I was in love with my papa. That had changed too and I don't understand if something related to the other specifically, however I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty people 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 child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door maybe. But a lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, which bothered me in the beginning, but then it didn't and I began liking it.

I might close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me actually was my dad. I might speak with him, tell him I loved him, how he made me feel full-grown and special and loved. And someplace, somehow along that ride, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go home and see my genuine father and almost forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or more before. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I could not help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his child however as his better half. We 'd done everything but practiced our relationship, I believed, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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