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I even started taking the money, primarily because I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret get in the method of typical sense. I would have been just 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 though. 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. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing because he might in fact charge more, especially if the guy I was going with picked me up at school. That privilege turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't really like it. I was constantly scared someone would see me entering into a weird car, a various weird car whenever, and question what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months currently, and I 'd misplaced how many guys I 'd made love with. I didn't want to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of money too. Way excessive 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 believed was ridiculous, but you 'd be surprised how many men desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an minor whore to fuck and draw . These were all older people too, like my papa's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. They had a lot of cash to invest and it was the pointers that truly flushed my bank account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security man, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing 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. But that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I had to actually like these people for an hour or 2. I needed to act younger sometimes too, as a little lady perhaps eleven or twelve years old; but never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a lady, simply a lady, and knowing that I truly was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it. I had a skill for the sex things anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

The guys liked me for a little bit, although some of them enjoyed 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 lonesome since I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little much safer that method. Like a guy who loved me wouldn't harm me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door perhaps.

I might close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me really was my father. I could speak to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel unique and developed and liked. And someplace, somehow along that flight, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go house and see my real papa and practically forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two before. But I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his daughter but as his partner. We 'd done everything however skilled our relationship, I thought, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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