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I even began taking the cash, mainly since I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret get in the way of common sense. 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 girl in a long time.
Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing since he could really charge more, especially if the man I was going with selected me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it.
Method too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Picking me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I thought was ludicrous, but you 'd be surprised how numerous guys wanted exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an minor slut to draw and fuck . These were all older people too, like my dad's age, or more typically even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security guy, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap like that. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I had to actually like these people for an hour or two. I had to act younger often too, as a little lady possibly eleven or twelve years old; however never ever older. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine talent 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 actually guilty at first, but that had disappeared when I recognized I wasn't harming anyone. The men liked me for a little bit, although some of them liked me genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of come back to their cities and deal 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 actually me they liked, mostly I felt a little much safer that way. Like a guy who loved me would not harm me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, many of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a different name, their daughter'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 truly was my papa. I might talk to him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel unique and grown-up and loved. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I couldn't help it.
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