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It ends up I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyway. I even began taking the cash, primarily since I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret get in the way of good sense. However then, if I had the common sense I would not have been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her homework, doing her nails, doing the little silly things that little women do. I had not been a little lady in a long time. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a excellent thing because he could actually charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with selected me up at school. That privilege turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't truly like it.

I 'd been doing it for practically 2 months already, and I 'd lost track of the number of men I 'd made love with. I didn't wish to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash too. Way 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. Selecting me up at school was worth an extra 200, which I thought was ludicrous, but you 'd be surprised how many guys wanted precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage whore to fuck and suck . These were all older men too, like my daddy's age, or regularly even older, in their 40's and 50's mainly. They had a lot of money to invest and it was the pointers that actually flushed my bank account. Deke gave me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security person, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I require to work, like condoms 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. But that wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else given that I had to in fact like these people for an hour or 2. I needed to act more youthful sometimes too, as a little girl perhaps eleven or twelve years of ages; but never older. None of the men paying for me wanted a woman, simply a lady, and knowing that I really was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine 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.

The males loved me for a little bit, although some of them loved me for real and asked me if I 'd wed 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 truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that method. Like a person who liked me wouldn't harm me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a various name, their daughter'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 father. I could talk with him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel developed and unique and enjoyed. And someplace, in some way along that flight, I 'd started to believe it. I 'd go house and see my genuine 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, growing up not as his daughter but as his spouse. 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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