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It turns out I liked being an escort, far more than I thought I would anyway. I even started taking the money, mostly due to the fact that I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of common sense. However then, if I had the sound judgment I wouldn't have actually been an escort either. I would have been simply 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 woman in a long period of time though. I only worked three or four nights a week anyhow, because I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. But Deke didn't mind, he said that was a good thing because he could in fact charge more, particularly if the man I was opting for chosen me up at school. That advantage turned out to be worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't really like it. I was always afraid somebody would see me entering a weird cars and truck, a various weird cars and truck whenever, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for practically 2 months currently, and I 'd misplaced the number of men I 'd made love with. I didn't want to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal 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. Picking me up at school deserved an extra 200, which I thought was outrageous, however you 'd marvel the number of guys wanted exactly that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an minor slut to draw and fuck . These were all older people too, like my father's age, or more often even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a great deal of cash to spend and it was the pointers that really flushed my savings account. Deke offered me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous because he was my manager, my agent, my security person, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He bought my clothing and the stuff I need to work, like prophylactics and lube and scrap like that. He did all the work if you listened to him inform it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. That wasn't true. It was more like acting than anything else since I had to in fact like these men for an hour or more. I needed to act more youthful often too, as a little lady maybe eleven or twelve years old; but never older. None of the men spending for me wanted a woman, simply a girl, and knowing that I truly was simply fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I believe I had a genuine skill for it. I had a skill for the sex things anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

The men enjoyed me for a little bit, although some of them liked 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 due to the fact that I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, primarily I felt a little much safer that way. Like a man who loved me wouldn't hurt 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 desired to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door possibly.

I could close my eyes and picture the man who was making love to me really was my father. I might talk to him, tell him I loved him, how he made me feel unique and developed and loved. I was falling in love, in full-grown love, and I couldn't assist it.

 

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