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It ends up I liked being an escort, much more than I believed I would anyway. I even started taking the cash, mostly since I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of sound judgment. However then, if I had the common sense I would not have actually been an escort either. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little ladies do. I had not been a little girl in a long time. I just worked three or 4 nights a week anyway, since I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. But Deke didn't mind, he said that was a advantage because he could actually charge more, specifically if the person I was going with picked me up at school. That privilege ended up being worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it. I was constantly afraid someone would see me entering into a odd cars and truck, a different odd car every time, and question what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically 2 months currently, and I 'd lost track of how many men I 'd had sex with. I didn't want to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of cash too. Way 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. Choosing me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was ludicrous, however you 'd be surprised the number of men wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an underage whore to fuck and draw . These were all older guys too, like my daddy's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He said that was generous since he was my supervisor, my representative, my security person, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothing and the things I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap like that. But that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I needed to actually like these people for an hour or two. I needed to act more youthful often too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a woman, just a lady, and understanding that I truly was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent 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 wed 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 brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely due to the fact that I understood it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little safer that way. Like a person who liked me wouldn't harm me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, many 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 girl next door maybe.

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 enjoyed him, how he made me feel unique and full-grown and enjoyed. And someplace, somehow along that ride, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go home and see my real dad and practically forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or 2 prior to. However I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not help it. It was set into me, growing up not as his child however as his partner. We 'd done everything but consummate our relationship, I thought, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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