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It ends up I liked being an escort, a lot more than I thought I would anyway. I even began taking the cash, mainly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of good sense. But 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 girls do. I had not been a little lady in a long time though. I just worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyway, since I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing since he might actually charge more, especially if the guy I was going with selected me up at school. That benefit ended up being worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it. I was constantly scared someone would see me entering a unusual cars and truck, a different unusual cars and truck whenever, and question what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically two months currently, and I 'd lost track of the number of guys I 'd made love with. I didn't would like to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash too. Method too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for 2. Choosing me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was ludicrous, however you 'd marvel how many guys wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage whore to suck and fuck . These were all older men too, like my father's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. He stated that was generous because he was my supervisor, my representative, my security man, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the things I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap like that. However that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else given that I needed to really like these people for an hour or two. I had to act more youthful often too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never ever older. None of the men spending for me wanted a lady, just a woman, and understanding that I truly was just 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 anyway, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

The guys loved me for a little bit, although some of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least come back to their cities and live with them. 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 since I understood it wasn't truly me they liked, mostly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who enjoyed me would not hurt me, you understand? I loved my daddy. That had changed too and I don't know if something had to do with the other specifically, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty men or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door perhaps. However a great deal of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, which troubled me at first, however then it didn't and I started liking it.

I could close my eyes and picture the male who was making love to me truly was my father. I might talk to him, inform him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel grown-up and special and liked. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't help it.

 

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