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It ends up I liked being an escort, a lot more than I believed I would anyhow. I even started taking the money, primarily since I was much too practical to let a little thing like guilt get in the way of common sense. Then, if I had the common sense I would not 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 silly things that little girls do.
I had not been a little lady in a long time.
I only worked 3 or 4 nights a week anyhow, because I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good thing due to the fact that he might really charge more, specifically if the person I was opting for selected me up at school. That privilege turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't actually like it. I was constantly afraid someone would see me getting into a odd vehicle, a different weird automobile each time, and question what was going on.
I 'd been doing it for nearly two months already, and I 'd misplaced how many men 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 cash too. Method excessive for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Selecting me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I believed was absurd, however you 'd be surprised how many people desired precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an underage slut to fuck and draw . These were all older men too, like my dad's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. They had a great deal of money to invest and it was the tips that truly flushed my bank account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my representative, my security person, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the stuff I need 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. It was more like acting than anything else because I had to actually like these men for an hour or two. I had to act younger often too, as a little girl perhaps eleven or twelve years old; however never older. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine talent for it.
Mary Magdalene had been a whore. That's where I took my convenience and she 'd become my tutelary saint. I 'd felt truly guilty at first, but that had disappeared when I understood I wasn't hurting anybody. The men liked me for a bit, although a few of them enjoyed me genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of come back to their cities and deal 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 lonesome because I understood it wasn't really me they liked, primarily I felt a little more secure that way. Like a man who liked me would not hurt me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty people or something, many of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door maybe.
I could close my eyes and picture the man who was making love to me actually was my daddy. I could talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel special and grown-up and loved. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I couldn't help it.
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