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It turns out I liked being an escort, a lot more than I thought I would anyhow. I even began taking the cash, mainly because I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt obstruct of good sense. But then, if I had the good sense I wouldn't 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 ridiculous things that little girls do.
I had not been a little lady in a long period of time though.
I only worked 3 or four nights a week anyhow, given that I had to be home by 9 pm on school nights and ten o'clock on weekends. However Deke didn't mind, he stated that was a good idea because he could really charge more, especially if the man I was going with chosen me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a number of hundred dollars extra, although I didn't really like it. I was constantly scared somebody would see me entering a odd cars and truck, a different strange car every time, and question what was going on.
I 'd been doing it for almost two months currently, and I 'd misplaced the number of people I 'd had sex with. I didn't would like to know, however it needed to be a lot. I 'd made a great deal of money too. Way excessive for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for 2. Picking me up at school deserved an additional 200, which I believed was absurd, but you 'd marvel how many guys desired precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the genuine deal, an underage slut to fuck and suck . These were all older men too, like my papa's age, or regularly even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of cash to spend and it was the pointers that truly flushed my checking account. Deke gave me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous since he was my supervisor, my agent, my security person, my advertising and transport all rolled into one. He bought 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 considering that I had to in fact like these people for an hour or two. I had to act younger in some cases too, as a little woman possibly eleven or twelve years old; but never older. I liked acting though and I think I had a real skill for it.
The guys liked 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 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 lonesome since I knew it wasn't truly me they liked, mainly I felt a little more secure that way. Like a guy who loved me would not injure me, you understand? I 'd had sex with like fifty men or something, most of them desiring 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 lady next door possibly.
I might close my eyes and picture the guy who was making love to me really was my papa. I could talk to him, tell him I enjoyed him, how he made me feel special and grown-up and loved. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I couldn't help it.
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