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It ends up I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyhow. I even began taking the money, mainly due to the fact that I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of sound judgment. Then, if I had the typical sense I would not have actually 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 woman in a long period of time though. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing due to the fact that he might actually charge more, especially if the man I was going with selected me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it.

Way too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Choosing me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I believed was ludicrous, however you 'd be surprised how lots of guys wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an minor slut to suck and fuck . These were all older people too, like my daddy'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 suggestions that actually flushed my savings account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous because he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics 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. However that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to really like these men for an hour or two. I needed to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never older. None of the men spending for me desired a woman, just a woman, and understanding that I really was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think 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.

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, however that had actually gone away when I realized I wasn't harming anybody. The men enjoyed 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 return to their cities and live with them. But 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 lonely because I understood it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little safer that way. Like a man who loved me would not injure me, you understand? I loved my daddy. That had changed too and I don't understand if one thing had to do with the other specifically, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty guys 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 girl next door maybe. But a great deal of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, which bothered me initially, but then it didn't and I began liking it.

I might close my eyes and think of the guy who was making love to me really was my father. I could talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel special and grown-up and enjoyed. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not help it.

 

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