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I even began taking the cash, mostly because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the method of common 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 girls do. I had not been a little woman in a long time though. I just worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyhow, considering that I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. But Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good thing because he could actually charge more, especially if the man I was opting for picked me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't truly like it. I was constantly afraid somebody would see me getting into a strange car, a different odd cars and truck whenever, and question what was going on.

Method 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 thought was ridiculous, but you 'd be stunned how lots of people wanted precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine offer, an underage slut to suck and fuck . These were all older men too, like my dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. They had a lot of cash to spend and it was the ideas that truly flushed my savings account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous because he was my manager, my representative, my security person, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the stuff I require 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. That wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I had to really like these men for an hour or more. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little lady maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a female, simply a lady, and understanding 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 skill for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt really guilty in the beginning, however that had actually gone away when I realized I wasn't hurting anyone. The men loved me for a little bit, although a few of them liked me genuine and asked me if I 'd wed them, or a minimum of return to their cities and cope 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 lonely since I knew it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a person who liked me would not harm me, you know? I was in love with my father. That had actually changed too and I do not understand if something involved the other specifically, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door maybe. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me at initially, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I might close my eyes and imagine the male who was making love to me actually was my dad. 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 couldn't assist it.

 

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