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It ends up I liked being an escort, much more than I thought I would anyway. I even began taking the money, primarily since I was much too practical to let a little thing like regret obstruct of good sense. But 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 ridiculous things that little women do. I hadn't been a little woman in a very long time though. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing since he could really charge more, specifically if the man I was going with picked me up at school. That benefit 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 invest, even after Deke took his cut. Picking me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was outrageous, however you 'd be shocked how lots of men wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real deal, an underage whore to suck and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my dad's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of money to spend and it was the ideas that actually flushed my bank account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He stated that was generous since he was my manager, my representative, my security guy, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothing and the stuff I need to work, like condoms and lube and scrap 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 in some cases too, as a little girl maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never older. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent for it.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a slut. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt truly guilty in the beginning, but that had disappeared when I realized I wasn't injuring anybody. The men liked me for a bit, although some of them enjoyed me for real and asked me if I 'd wed them, or at least come back to their cities and live with them. However 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 because I knew it wasn't actually me they liked, primarily I felt a little safer that way. Like a guy who enjoyed me wouldn't hurt me, you understand? I loved my papa. That had actually changed too and I do not understand if one thing pertained to the other exactly, but I don't believe in coincidence either. I 'd had sex with like fifty guys or something, most of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. A few of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little lady next door maybe. But a great deal of them didn't mind calling me Samantha either, and that troubled me initially, however then it didn't and I began liking it.

I might close my eyes and envision the man who was making love to me really was my papa. I could talk to him, inform him I loved him, how he made me feel grown-up and special and enjoyed. And somewhere, somehow along that ride, I 'd begun to believe it. I 'd go home and see my genuine papa and practically forget that it hadn't been him that I 'd fucked an hour or two before. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't help it. It was configured into me, growing up not as his daughter however as his spouse. We 'd done whatever but practiced our relationship, I believed, and he needed to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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