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It ends up I liked being an escort, a lot more than I believed I would anyway. I even began taking the money, primarily since I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of sound judgment. But then, if I had the sound judgment I would not have actually been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little women do. I hadn't been a little lady in a very long time though. I just worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyhow, since I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good idea because he could really charge more, especially if the person I was choosing picked me up at school. That advantage ended up being worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it. I was always scared someone would see me entering into a unusual cars and truck, a different unusual automobile each time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost two months currently, and I 'd lost track of the number of guys I 'd made love with. I didn't want to know, however it had to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash too. Method excessive for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Picking me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I thought was ridiculous, however you 'd be surprised how many men desired 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 dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He said that was generous because he was my supervisor, my agent, my security person, my marketing and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I require to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. However that wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else since I had to in fact like these people for an hour or 2. I had to act younger sometimes too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years of ages; however never older. None of the men spending for me wanted 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 think I had a genuine skill 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.

The males enjoyed 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 short time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely since I understood it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that way. Like a man who liked me wouldn't hurt me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most 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 woman next door maybe.

I could close my eyes and envision the man who was making love to me actually was my daddy. I could talk with him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel full-grown and special and liked. And somewhere, in some way along that ride, I 'd started to think it. I 'd go house and see my real papa and practically forget that it had not been him that I 'd fucked an hour or more prior to. However I was falling in love, in developed love, and I could not help it. It was programmed into me, growing up not as his child however as his other half. We 'd done whatever but skilled our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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