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It turns out I liked being an escort, much more than I believed I would anyhow. I even started taking the money, mainly since 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 would not 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 silly things that little girls do. I had not been a little lady in a long time. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing due to the fact that he might actually charge more, particularly if the man I was going with chosen me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't actually like it.

Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. Choosing me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was absurd, but you 'd be shocked how many guys desired exactly that. Like it proved beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an underage slut to draw and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my father's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. He stated that was generous because he was my supervisor, my agent, my security person, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothes and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and junk like that. But that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else given that I needed to actually like these men for an hour or two. I needed to act younger in some cases too, as a little lady possibly eleven or twelve years of ages; but never ever older. None of the men paying for me wanted a female, simply a girl, and understanding that I truly was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it. I had a talent for the sex stuff anyway, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

The guys enjoyed me for a little bit, although some of them enjoyed me for real 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 brief time we were together, that's all, and while part of me felt lonely because I knew it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who enjoyed me would not hurt me, you understand? I loved my papa. That had altered too and I don't understand if one thing involved the other specifically, however I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd made love with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wished to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little girl next door maybe. A lot of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me at initially, but then it didn't and I started liking it.

I could close my eyes and think of the man who was making love to me actually was my papa. I could speak with him, tell him I liked him, how he made me feel full-grown and special and loved. And someplace, in some way along that ride, I 'd started to think 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. But I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I could not help it. It was set into me, maturing not as his child however as his wife. We 'd done whatever but skilled our relationship, I believed, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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