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It ends up I liked being an escort, much more than I thought I would anyhow. I even began taking the cash, mainly due to the fact that I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of common sense. Then, if I had the typical sense I wouldn't have 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. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a great thing because he might in fact charge more, specifically if the man 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 really like it.

I 'd been doing it for nearly 2 months already, and I 'd misplaced the number of men I 'd made love with. I didn't want to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash 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. Choosing me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I thought was outrageous, however you 'd be surprised the number of men wanted precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine offer, an underage slut to draw and fuck . These were all older people too, like my dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He stated that was generous because he was my supervisor, my representative, my security man, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and junk like that. That wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else because I needed to in fact like these people for an hour or more. I had to act younger sometimes too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never older. None of the men paying for me desired a lady, simply a girl, and understanding that I truly was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a real talent for it. I had a talent for the sex stuff anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a slut. That's where I took my convenience and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt truly guilty in the beginning, but that had actually disappeared when I understood I wasn't hurting anyone. The men enjoyed me for a bit, although some of them liked me for real and asked me if I 'd marry them, or at least come back to their cities and cope with them. But they loved who I pretended to be for that short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely because I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, mostly I felt a little much safer that way. Like a person who enjoyed me wouldn't injure me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door possibly.

I could close my eyes and envision the man who was making love to me actually was my daddy. I could speak with him, inform him I liked him, how he made me feel full-grown and unique and loved. And somewhere, in some way along that ride, I 'd begun to think it. I 'd go house and see my real daddy and almost forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two prior to. I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not assist it. It was programmed into me, maturing not as his daughter but as his wife. We 'd done everything but skilled our relationship, I believed, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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