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It turns out I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyhow. I even began taking the cash, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of common sense. Then, if I had the typical sense I wouldn't 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 women do. I hadn't been a little woman in a long period of time though. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing because he could in fact charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with chosen me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it.

I 'd been doing it for practically two months already, and I 'd misplaced the number of people I 'd made love with. I didn't want to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of money 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 two. Picking me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was absurd, but you 'd be surprised the number of guys desired precisely that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an minor whore to suck and fuck . These were all older men too, like my father's age, or more typically even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my representative, my security man, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the things I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. However that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to really like these guys for an hour or more. I had to act younger in some cases too, as a little lady maybe eleven or twelve years of ages; however never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a female, just a lady, and knowing that I truly was just 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 anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

The guys liked me for a little bit, although some of them liked me for genuine 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 brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonesome because I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, mainly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who loved me would not hurt me, you understand? I loved my father. That had changed too and I don't understand if one thing involved the other exactly, 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 wished to call me by a different name, their daughter's name, or a niece or the little woman next door maybe. However a great deal of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me in the beginning, but then it didn't and I began liking it.

I might close my eyes and imagine the man who was making love to me truly was my papa. I could talk with him, tell him I loved him, how he made me feel grown-up and special and enjoyed. And somewhere, in some way along that trip, I 'd begun to think it. I 'd go house and see my real papa and almost forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or more prior to. However I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his wife. We 'd done whatever but consummate our relationship, I believed, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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