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I even started taking the money, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of common sense. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little ladies do. I hadn't been a little girl in a long time. I only worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyhow, since 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 idea because he might really charge more, particularly if the man I was going with chosen me up at school. That opportunity ended up being worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it. I was always scared someone would see me entering a weird car, a different strange cars and truck every time, and question what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically two months currently, and I 'd lost track of the number of guys I 'd made love with. I didn't wish to know, however it had to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of money too. Method 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 2. Picking me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was ridiculous, however you 'd be surprised how many guys wanted exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage slut to suck and fuck . These were all older men too, like my father's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's primarily. They had a great deal of cash to invest and it was the ideas that really flushed my savings account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous due to the fact that he was my manager, my representative, my security person, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and junk 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 real. It was more like acting than anything else given that I had to in fact like these men for an hour or two. I needed to act younger often too, as a little woman perhaps eleven or twelve years of ages; but never older. None of the men paying for me desired a woman, 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 genuine talent for it. I had a talent for the sex stuff 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 enjoyed 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 since I understood it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who enjoyed me wouldn't hurt me, you know? I loved my papa. That had altered too and I don't know if something had to do with the other exactly, however I do not believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, the majority of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wished to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little girl next door perhaps. 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 could close my eyes and imagine the man who was making love to me truly was my father. I might talk to him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel grown-up and unique and enjoyed. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I couldn't help it.

 

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