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I even started taking the cash, mainly since I was much too useful to let a little thing like guilt get in the method of typical sense. I would have been just another fifteen-year-old catholic schoolgirl, doing her research, doing her nails, doing the little ridiculous things that little girls do. I hadn't been a little lady in a long time though. I only worked three or four nights a week anyhow, given that I needed to be house by 9 pm on school nights and 10 o'clock on weekends. Deke didn't mind, he said that was a great thing due to the fact that he could really charge more, particularly if the guy I was going with chosen me up at school. That benefit turned out to be worth a couple of hundred dollars additional, although I didn't actually like it. I was always afraid someone would see me entering a strange automobile, a different odd vehicle each time, and wonder what was going on.

I 'd been doing it for almost 2 months currently, and I 'd lost track of how many men I 'd had sex with. I didn't wish to know, but it had to be a lot. I 'd made a lot of cash too. Way too much for a ninth grader to spend, even after Deke took his cut. He charged 300 dollars an hour for me, or 500 dollars for two. Choosing me up at school was worth an additional 200, which I believed was outrageous, however you 'd marvel the number of men desired precisely that. Like it showed beyond a doubt that they were getting the real offer, an underage whore to fuck and draw . These were all older guys too, like my daddy's age, or more frequently even older, in their 40's and 50's mostly. They had a lot of cash to spend and it was the tips that truly flushed my savings account. Deke provided me 30% and kept 70% for himself. He said that was generous due to the fact that he was my supervisor, my agent, my security guy, my marketing and transport all rolled into one. He purchased my clothes 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 inform it, and all I did was lay there and get rich. That wasn't real. It was more like acting than anything else considering that I needed to actually like these men for an hour or 2. I needed to act younger often too, as a little lady possibly eleven or twelve years of ages; but never ever older. None of the men spending for me wanted a woman, just a lady, and understanding that I really was just fifteen, that was the kicker for them. I liked acting though and I think I had a real talent for it. I had a talent for the sex things anyhow, no doubt about that, and the more I did it the much better I got.

Mary Magdalene had actually been a whore. That's where I took my comfort and she 'd become my patron saint. I 'd felt really guilty at first, but that had gone away when I recognized I wasn't hurting anyone. The men liked me for a bit, although a few of them enjoyed me genuine and asked me if I 'd marry them, or a minimum of return to their cities and cope 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 lonesome because I understood it wasn't really me they liked, mainly I felt a little safer that method. Like a person who liked me would not injure me, you know? I 'd had sex with like fifty people or something, most of them desiring me to call them Daddy while we did it. Some of them wanted to call me by a various name, their child's name, or a niece or the little woman next door perhaps.

I could close my eyes and imagine the guy who was making love to me truly was my father. I could talk to him, inform him I liked him, how he made me feel special and grown-up and loved. I was falling in love, in grown-up love, and I could not assist it.

 

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