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It turns out I liked being an escort, far more than I believed I would anyhow. I even started taking the cash, mostly because I was much too useful to let a little thing like regret obstruct of good sense. But then, if I had the sound judgment I wouldn't have actually been an escort either. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little women do. I had not been a little woman in a long time. I just worked three or four nights a week anyhow, considering that I had to be house by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good thing since he could actually charge more, particularly if the person I was going with selected me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't truly like it. I was constantly afraid someone would see me entering into a odd car, a different odd cars and truck each time, and question what was going on.

Method too much for a ninth grader to invest, even after Deke took his cut. Selecting me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was outrageous, however you 'd be shocked how numerous people desired precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage whore to draw and fuck . These were all older guys too, like my father's age, or more often 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 really flushed my savings account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous because he was my supervisor, my agent, my security man, my advertising and transportation all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes and the stuff I need 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. It was more like acting than anything else since I had to really like these guys for an hour or 2. I had to act more youthful in some cases too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; but never ever 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 tutelary saint. I 'd felt actually guilty at first, however that had actually disappeared when I understood I wasn't harming anybody. The men enjoyed me for a little 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 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 lonely because I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mostly I felt a little safer that way. Like a guy who liked me would not harm me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, many of them wanting me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them desired to call me by a different name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door maybe.

I could close my eyes and picture the man who was making love to me truly was my dad. I might talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel developed and special and loved. And somewhere, somehow along that ride, I 'd started to believe it. I 'd go home and see my real father and practically forget that it had not 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, maturing not as his child but as his wife. We 'd done whatever but practiced our relationship, I thought, and he had to feel the same way. Didn't he?

 

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