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It turns out I liked being an escort, much more than I believed I would anyway. I even began taking the money, mainly since I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret obstruct of common sense. Then, if I had the typical sense I wouldn't have been an escort either. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little girls do. I hadn't been a little woman in a long time. I only worked three or 4 nights a week anyhow, since I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing due to the fact that he could really charge more, specifically if the man I was going with picked me up at school. That benefit ended up being worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't truly like it. I was always afraid someone would see me getting into a odd car, a different weird vehicle every time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically two months already, and I 'd misplaced the number of guys I 'd had sex with. I didn't need to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of cash too. Method too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Picking me up at school deserved an extra 200, which I thought was ridiculous, however you 'd be surprised how many men desired exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage slut 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 said that was generous since he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and junk like that. However that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I had to actually like these people for an hour or two. I needed to act more youthful often too, as a little lady possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a female, just a woman, and knowing that I truly 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 skill for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt truly guilty in the beginning, but that had actually gone away when I recognized I wasn't injuring anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although a few of them enjoyed me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least return 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 lonesome due to the fact that I understood it wasn't truly me they liked, mostly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who loved me wouldn't hurt me, you know? I was in love with my papa. That had changed too and I don't know if one thing involved the other specifically, but I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty men or something, the majority of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wished to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman 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 envision the male who was making love to me truly was my dad. I could talk to him, tell him I loved him, how he made me feel special and full-grown and enjoyed. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't assist it.

 

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