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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 money, primarily because I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of sound judgment. Then, if I had the common sense I wouldn't have actually been an escort either. I would have been simply another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little women do. I had not been a little girl in a long time. I only worked three or 4 nights a week anyhow, considering that I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing since he could really charge more, especially if the man I was going with selected me up at school. That advantage ended up being worth a number of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't truly like it. I was always scared someone would see me getting into a unusual vehicle, a different odd vehicle whenever, and question what was going on.

Method too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Selecting me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was ludicrous, however you 'd be surprised how lots of guys wanted exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an minor slut to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of cash to spend and it was the pointers that actually flushed my bank account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security guy, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothing 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 inform it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to really like these guys for an hour or 2. I had to act younger often too, as a little woman maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never ever older. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it.

Mary Magdalene had been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt really guilty initially, however that had gone away when I understood I wasn't harming anybody. The men loved 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 cope with them. 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 due to the fact that I knew it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that method. Like a person who loved me would not hurt me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty people or something, many 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 possibly.

I could close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me really was my daddy. I might talk to him, inform him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel unique and grown-up and enjoyed. And somewhere, in some way along that ride, I 'd started to believe it. I 'd go home and see my real daddy and practically forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two before. However I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't assist it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his other half. We 'd done everything however consummate our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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